My grandmother Moore was a differcult woman to understand. She could be the most loving and protective person, or she could be mean and hateful. You see, my dad took us one day from our home in Virginia, while my mom was at work, and brought us down to North Carolina to where his mother, Molly Moore lived. I don't even want to know what my mom must have been going through, as she returned home from work and found all her children gone but one . You see, my younger brother Danny, was sickly, so dad left him there. I don't know what happened or how. I don't know whether Danny was alone all day by himself or not. Most likely, he was, left there alone to fend for yourself, until mom came home.

Well anyway, once we arrived in Erwin, we were to stay with dad and grandmother Moore at her home in Erwin North Carolina. Grandmother Moore worked in the cotton mill that was there in Erwin. The house that we lived in belonged to the mill. It had only two bedrooms, so my sister Jean, and I slept on a double bed in the room with grandmother Moore, while my older brother Jerry slept in the room with dad.
You see, my grandmother Moore despised my mother. I never understood why, and as a child on five years old, I was not mature enough to understand much of anything. All I remember was how grandmother Moore continually talked negative about my mother. I think in the back of my mind, that keeping us was her way of hurting my mother. But I'll never really know. After a few months, my mother got in touch with my dad, and pleaded with him, to please send my brother Jerry back so my younger brother Danny would not be alone. Don't ask me why, but they did send Jerry back. I believe that it was just too much on my grandmother Moore to keep him.
It would seem as if my grandmother Moore didn't have a heart at all. But as I grew and matured, year by year I realized that she indeed had a lot of love in her heart. You see my dad, although he did work, did not help support the family. He wasted his money on whatever. I watched grandmother Moore as daily she would slave away keeping a neat, clean home. Work eight hours in the mill, come home and cook, and clean some more. Every Sunday Jean and I were at church. There was never any question of asking were we going to church, we just automatically knew to get dressed to go.
Continued tomorrow, God bless and God save.

Do you remember when you were a little girl or boy? How the biggest problem you had was having to go to school, or do a few chores around the house. I know that some had to work in the fields on the farm, and feed farm animals. But still, that wasn't like having to work 8 to 10 hours a day, then coming home to find more work to be done. Bills the pay, doctors appointments to keep, shopping to be done, etc. etc.
When we were small children, our minds were on ourselves, and what kind of fun we could have next. But now as an adult, we have others to think about. Now it seems that our own welfare is pushed to the back, while others, and their welfare come ahead of our own. Now it seems like our fun is watching our children or grandchildren play. Our joy and happiness comes from the well-being of the loved ones in our families.
I guess that's why, when people run across a selfish and self-absorbed person. The usual remark is ''grow up''.
With maturity, comes responsibility. It's taking that responsibility on, that makes heroes, great parents, and great grandparents. Our understanding that each person is a creation of God, and special. No one person is greater or lesser than any other. It doesn't matter how fat, how thin, how tall, how short a person made be. We are all in it together. But sometimes we do wish it could be as it was when we were all children, don't me?
Until next time God bless and God save.

Casey Anthony. We've heard alot about this over the news. It is such a sad situation. Caylee was such a beautiful little girl. Her life taken, whether by accident or on purpose, we will never know for sure. I was watching the news when they announced the not guilty verdict. And mine you, I really am not judging Casey Anthony, because I don't know what happened, and no one else does. Casey Anthony is the only person that truly knows what happened to her daughter. But I did notice when they announced the verdict, a grin across her face. To my opinion it wasn't a grin a relief, what I saw was a grin as if to say I got by with something. It was only for a split second, but I saw it.
The judges gavel sounded, and she was freed. Casey Anthony, may have gotten by with murder on this earth. But Casey Anthony, will have to face another judge one day. That judge holds little Caylee in His arms, where she is safe from harm. That judge knows the truth.
I pray to God, that He will take the hate from people's hearts and turn that hate into something more positive, like helping other children that may be abused, or neglected.
Until next times, God bless and God save.

Joyce

I’m going to miss her and that shy grin that she had.
With all she’d gone though I never saw Joyce sad.
She always put on his best face, that was her way
And when she spoke to you, she’d always have something nice to say
She never met a stranger, even though she was shy.
She’d make each person a new friend, or at lease she’d try
Every task God gave her, she did with success.
But there was no more work for her to do, I guess.
Because God took her, Her work here was done.
Yes Joyce’s life eternal has just begun.
She’s up there in Glory, feeling healthy and strong.
And I just have this feeling, she‘s singing that new song.
A song of Joy and contentment, No more pain or strife.
As she walks though the streets of Glory with eternal life.
I’ve always wanted to go to Glory, and see it’s streets of gold.
And see my Savior Jesus, and His hand I will hold.
But now I have one more reason, why I want to go there.
Because of a person and a loved one we all share.
Yes I want to go to Glory, and see my dear friend.
Yes, to be with Jesus, and see Joyce once again.

By Joan Glover

God bless and comfort us all. We all will miss her much.

What we do in a moment in time, can, and may very likely stay with us the rest of our lives. The words that slip from our mouths in a moment of anger, can resound in the hearer's heart much longer than guessed by many. The split second things done, that causes a life to end, or a body crippled. These are just moments in time that can never be regained.

There is one thing that you can do in just one moment, that will not only change the rest of your life. It's a decision that will last through eternity. One moment, one decision. That decision in whether or not you will ask Jesus into your life or not. It's just a very small moment in time. But will effect how you spend your eternity. Why don't you take this moment and make an eternal change in your life? Jesus really is waiting.

Until next time God bless and God save.

Prayer request

I haven't written any on my blog lately, mostly because I haven't been inspired to do so, by God or man. But I need to get this message out there. This was written on face book by Susan Sanders, a very good friend of mine. Please pray for Samantha. She needs our prayers.

Prayer Warriors - Please pray for my niece Samantha. She was bitten by a brown recluse spider on Sat, had a terrible reaction and ended up in the hospital...was released on Tuesday only to end up back in the ER as her body swelled up to either the meds or the bite, and has now been transferred to OSU Med. Center in Tulsa. She's in the ICU as she is having trouble swallowing....

And while you're down on you knees, pray for my son Donald who has places on his leg that are not healing because of his diabetes. He has had one hole in his leg for over two years now, and now he has another one on the same leg.

And too, please pray for all the victims of all the tornadoes, storms, floods and all the rest of disasters that have been in the news lately. Bible prophecy is fulfilling its self daily. When will the unbelievers wake up?

Until next time God bless and God save.

One of the most greatest feelings in this world is to be teaching the word of God, and see people get really emotional over what you're talking about. To see tears stream down some one's cheeks over the truths in the God's word. The word of God that cuts like a two edged sword at your very soul. The word of God that brings you comfort in trying times. Or strength in those weakest times, when you think all is loss. The word of God hat stands you up tall, or cuts you down to size. It's truth that can't be denied, bent nor broken. It's centuries old, but speaks just as loud, just as strong as it did when the ink was still wet on it's pages. A collection of works by many of God's faithful. Being led by the Holy Spirit, to write what God Himself put on their hearts. It's the true, inspired word of God. And we should thank God every time we turn it's pages to read the wonderful words of His love for mankind.

Until next time God bless and God save.