pictures from the Glover reunion

Blessing from a small boy

Let me tell you the story of a wonderful little boy.

Bradley, lost his mother a little over a year ago. And as a person that was raised without my mother with me, I know the heart ache of not having a mother there, to talk with, tell your dreams to. and most of all to get a hug from every once in awhile. Anyway, My heart went out to Bradley and every Sunday I would try to do just a little something to make him feel special, because he is a very special young man.

Well I didn't go to church this morning because I have a bit of a sore throat and felt a little bad, nothing really wrong with me, but if I am coming down with something I sure don't want to spread it.

Willard comes in from church and tells me that I have a present. I was certainly surprised to hear that I had a gift. When I found out what it was and who it was from my heart melted. It was this lovely pillow and a beautiful thank you card from Bradley.

His grandmother told me when I called that he was not there, and added that he had been on her for the last two weeks to get me something.

How sweet and how special this is. Every time I look at this pillow I will think of Bradley, and know that God has blested that fine young man, with a heart much bigger than most.

love,hugs,kisses

I bowed on my knees

This is a story of Mr. John. Mr John is no longer with us, and I know a few of you have heard this story before. ""Mr John"" as Willard and I called him was a resident of The nursing home that Willard and I go to. Mr John was a very spiritual person, and loved the Lord with all his heart. So there's no doubt in my mind where this beautiful soul is right now.

I remember one particular day, When Willard and I walked in, Mr John was unusually alert. He lifted his small thin arm and gave Willard a salute, and shouted, ""Hey there captain"". As I set up the mic etc. Willard talked to him and the others. As we started to sing Mr. John was sitting upright, and seemed to be wide awake, which was not the usual. As we sang little by little that thin frame of his slowly bent and befor long he was once again in that half sleep/half awake state, that was the norm for him. I put on " I bowed in my knees"" and started to sing. Mr John didn't move his body, but you could hear him singing along with me. He knew this song by heart, because it was his favorite song.

Everytime I sing this song, It's hard. because I remember Mr. John and that day. and tears form in my eyes. Willard and I both grew to love that man. That tiny little, wonderful man.

Jesus I heard You had a big house

Revelations 21:2 And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
3 And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.

Feel the nails

This is my rendition of, Feel the nails.

As you listen to it, consider this. There is no time for God, He sees everything at one time. At the same time that Our Heavenly Father is watching His Precious Son die. He is also watching us, for we are the reason why His Son hangs on that Cross. To us it was many years ago. But to Got it's right now.

If that isn't love then I don't know what is.