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Author Archives: Jim
I don’t remember writing much about my military time except perhaps in my autobiography. It struck me a couple of days ago how it affected me when my brother commented through a post on his FaceBook page that everyone should … Continue reading
My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; James 1:2 Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them … Continue reading
Tonight I reminisce on what God did for Libby and me. This is a writing from January 2015. I had lived in my previous home on two acres of land, but I was getting to where the lawn was a … Continue reading
November is well on now, yet it has been a very eventful month. And not in a good way I might add. My cousin passed away suddenly on a Sunday morning. She had been dealing with cancer for a few … Continue reading
This morning a young lady ministered in our morning service to start the October theme of Phobias. Phobias are simplistically a form of unnatural fear. Part of the explanation was directed into an area I found to explain something I’ve … Continue reading
An open door appeared to me for an area of ministry to disciple men. It’s with a major Christian organization. But after one phone call from their representative his words, not mine, are come back and see us in three … Continue reading
Lately, things seem to be off kilter. I’m not sure just what it is. But let me start with a bright thought. Yesterday was my followup with my Urologist. Okay. Don’t get the TMI icon out yet. Give me a … Continue reading
Hugs. I never experienced them growing up. What is a hug? I did a quick research and found there is a list of types of hugs. Namely 11 from one particular place I looked. I didn’t know there were so … Continue reading
I’m a bus driver. Yes. A school bus driver. I load up with middle and elementary school students starting this coming Monday morning for another year. It will be my last year driving. I set a plan to drive only … Continue reading