I was looking at this picture of my sister in law Janice Moore, and missing her so very much. The picture, was taken at the beach, while my brother Danny and Janice, my sister Jean and her husband Johnny were vacationing. I don't know who took this picture, but as far as I'm concerned they should win some kind of award for capturing the ""face of cancer"". Looking at the picture closely, in her face you can see all the emotions one feels while having cancer.

One sees the sadness from not being able to do the things that others do. Please understand when this picture was taken, Janice had had cancer for some years. The chemo's and other treatments, and test upon test had sapped her strength. It must have took much of her strength just to sit in the chair and watched as others when about enjoying the trip.
You also see a defiance. A strength that comes from deep down within her, that says,(I'm not giving up).
There's also fear of the unknown eched in each wrinkle. But there's hope also there. There's faith, and there's a knowledge that God knows what He's doing. There's anger from the knowledge that you are leaving the people you love, the people that love you, the people that still need you. There are so many emotions that a cancer victim has that they never shown to anyone. Most times, we present a big smile and a happy attitude, but inside there are so many emotions going on. I think it's mainly sadness. In this I'm not saying self pity. It sadness of so many things. So many emotions that all could not be named. This picture of Janice says in all. To me, and maybe only to me it shows the unseen, untold story of life with cancer.
Janice always had a smile for everyone. She was always supportive and had such a happy attitude  "" in front "" of everyone. She did that because she loved us all so much. She didn't want pity. That's why this picture seemed so powerful to me. It was the other side of the coin. When she thought she was all alone, deep in thought, with all her true emotions showing on her face.
Janice I deeply miss you, but as a good friend said to me, you would not want to come back. I'll be seeing you soon, love you.
Until next time, Willard and I both wish you all health and happiness, God bless and God save.

Romans 2:1 Therefore thou art inexcusable, O man, whosoever thou art that judgest: for wherein thou judgest another, thou condemnest thyself; for thou that judgest doest the same things.
Romans 2:2 But we are sure that the judgment of God is according to truth against them which commit such things.
Romans 2:3 And thinkest thou this, O man, that judgest them which do such things, and doest the same, that thou shalt escape the judgment of God?

A few years ago the Lord put these verses in my heart. Anyone who knows me, knows that I use to be a very judgmental person. But the Lord spoke to me one day and said, have you not sinned also? Causing me to review my own past. When I really looked at my own sins according to how I felt about what others had done. Well, I was so very ashamed. And I'm not saying that I don't still have judgments about others, but when I do I make myself think about these verses.

I have certain people that come into my home and I know, just as sure as I breath they are going to find something to throw off on. I have come to realize, through a lot of prayer and forgiving that it's their way of making themselves feel better about themselves. These same people seem to go out of their way to do and say things to Willard and me to put us down in some way.

I once said to the Lord '' I put this in Your hands Lord. The Lord was quick to respond that it was not mine to place in His hands, that He had it all alone. So I prayed for forgiveness and said to Him. Lord I leave it in your hands. God has it. He knows before hand. And He will handle it in His own way and His own time.

It's these three verses in Romans that make me look back into my past and ask myself ''Have I done the same thing?'' My answer would have to be yes. Sometimes judgment means holding a grudge. So how can I as a Christian judge or hold grudges against a thing that I myself am guilty of. The answer is, if indeed I am a true Christian as I profess to be, I can't. God lead us all to His truth and not our own.

Non judgment....... pass it on.

Until next time, Willard and I wish you heath and happiness. God bless and God save.

A day of good times turned into death and agony. So many good people so brutally hurt by a monster.
A friend of Susan Sanders ..... Meredith smiling as she runs the race,,,before the tragedy.
 That smile,'' I suspect'' turned to sadness. 

 I think we need to reflect as we think about all the People that were killed and injured in Boston, that God had a reason for letting it happen. We don't know the whys but we do know..........
 Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good for those who love God, who are called according to his purpose,
We must look to God for the comfort that only He can bring. I pray for understanding, although I know none of us will ever understand such utter evil. I pray God will heal this country of it's diseases, for this person or persons who did this awful thing is a disease and not a human being in my mind.
Don't get me wrong, I'm deeply hurt for the people that died and were injured in Boston. But every time I see it on the news, which seems like every hour on the hour. I think that the devil/devils who did this awful thing are laughing and patting his/her self on the back. The news media is giving whomever a good old time in self admiration. Who ever they are, I send this message. Evil, like you are few in number. you are a pitifully weak person. The Good people are many and strong. I pray that the people you hurt don't think of themselves as your victim. By refusing to give you that victory,  Then you end up the only victim, lost in your own insanity. However I do pray that God will cause you to really realize what you have done. Maybe you may even repent for your dark deeds. God have mercy on you soul.

Until next time, Willard and I wish you health and happiness, God bless and God save.

You never understand something until it happens to you.
I never really understood the pain of hunger, until I saw my children hungry. I went without so they would have something to eat. I now know how my mother must have felt while feeding me, and my siblings sugar sandwiches, because there was nothing else.


I never knew loneliness until I was left all-alone, nowhere to turn. And then I was able to see the tears flowing down the cheeks of those residents of the nursing home. Whose family had put them in there and hardly ever came to see them. One of which repeats daily that a family member is coming to see them, but the visit never happened. Or the lady that sits by the door every day, hoping to see a loved one. When I was well I use to try to ease that loneliness for a few minutes.

I never understood pain, real physical pain until I myself was in agony, pleading to God for help. I never had empathy for others with pain until I felt such pain.

I never understood betrayal until I was betrayed. The hurt envelops the body where nothing but numbness is felt. There’s no day, no night, only emptiness. And depression is something that has to be dug out of as if a grave black and cold. I have compassion for others whom are in that situation.

I never really understood love. Real love, until Jesus. No explanation needed……………

God has given me hunger so that I would feed the hungry. He has allowed loneliness for me so I would be a friend to the lonely. God gave me pain so that I would understand how others were hurting, and to better understand the pain Jesus Christ felt on that dark day of His death. God allowed me to be betrayed so I could see how hurtful it is. How very devastating it is for others. And how very forgiving Jesus is to us all.

Until next time Willard and I wish you heath, happiness and love. God bless and God save.