Showing posts with label Lord. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lord. Show all posts
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Saturday Shines
And such a beautiful Saturday morning it is here in Dallas. The cat has the right idea. Opened windows for everyone! I tell you what, having these few days off from work have been nothing less than Heaven. The million things I planned
to do on these days off--well, I've made a dent in. Truly. Today I do need to dash and buy a new printer. The one I had, which was free--has paper jam which I can't find where any more paper is jammed. I've even removed dust. A couple weeks ago, the printed started to hum before it made its louder than usual loud noise before it printed. The printer drank more ink than I did frappucinos. The printer was given to me by a chum 6 months ago. It sat in the unopened box for a year or two. So I've gotten my money out of it! After the printer stuff gets done, I need to write my autobiography for one of my classes. Only 6-7 pages. Wow. My life in 6-7 pages. Talk about Reader's Digest Condensed version! Nonetheless, it is a splendid day the Lord has made. And I gotta go out and rejoice in it!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
To Say
Just remember what the Word says. Today is the day the Lord has made-rejoice and be glad in it. Hey, I know things kinda--well, suck--yet we keep on going. Builds character. Gain strength. Put trust and faith in the One who knows.
He even says to promise to give Him all our troubles. He will rescue us and all we gotta do is give Him glory.
Easier to say. It must be done.
He didn't bring us this far to leave us.
Felt like to preach a little. Felt pretty darn good.
We are blessed.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Saturday Shines...
Glorious Day!
Made it up for a walk before the sun melted anything in its path. Love this park up the road. The trees, the ducks, birds and turtles. Very peaceful. It’s amazing how my love affair with this part of Dallas grows. This part of town was not EVEN on House Hunters List—yet I’m glad it zoomed to the top.
After the walk, I switch out of my tenny runners and put on my yellow slippers with sparklies on them, headed to window shop. Since the emotion of over-whelmness is wearing off, I realize this house is mine (the need to clean the carpet reminds me) and deserves to be decorated. Some browsing showed me, I have NO clue what I want to decorate this deserving house. I do know Tuscan colors, seem to be my cup of Starbucks—after that—the need for a dining table comes into play. Nothing fancy, yet traditional that I can throw a splash of color on—even stain if needed.
I head to my favorite Salvation Army. Bargains, certainly, I can fix up. Giddy, I was, because I hadn’t visited in a while.
When did this Salvation Army begin to price like Target, or even Wal-mart? Yep, my reading glasses were on as I stopped breathing over the prices. Nonetheless, there were two tables I fancied-one to stain darker and the other to sand out the dings. Unfortunately, their prices were almost that of something new. So back to the drawing board, or as I say: LUNCH!
Right next door, to the Salvation Army, was one of Dallas’ best barbeque places, Sonny Bryan’s. Says been around since 1910. That little building it’s housed in may have been there since 1910. Set up like an old timey classroom. A long pew, with desks on top to put your food. I did accidentally tip over a barbeque bottle; hence some succulent sauce was lost. Outside of that, my tummy celebrated the ribs put inside it. Have you looked at people savor ribs? Licking their fingers and the bones? Hey, I was right there with them. Scrumyummydee-lishus!
By the time I made it back to my neck of the town, wouldn’t you know a Starbucks was right there? Yep—a caffĂ© vanilla frappucino called my name. Not to be rude, I stopped and got one. Grande.
I need another walk. Maybe later on this evening, if this 94 degree heat goes down—I’ll make sure I take the birds and ducks bread this time. Until then, I’ll enjoy my a/c, pet a cat or two, and work on my writing.
Enjoy this day the Lord has made.
Made it up for a walk before the sun melted anything in its path. Love this park up the road. The trees, the ducks, birds and turtles. Very peaceful. It’s amazing how my love affair with this part of Dallas grows. This part of town was not EVEN on House Hunters List—yet I’m glad it zoomed to the top.
After the walk, I switch out of my tenny runners and put on my yellow slippers with sparklies on them, headed to window shop. Since the emotion of over-whelmness is wearing off, I realize this house is mine (the need to clean the carpet reminds me) and deserves to be decorated. Some browsing showed me, I have NO clue what I want to decorate this deserving house. I do know Tuscan colors, seem to be my cup of Starbucks—after that—the need for a dining table comes into play. Nothing fancy, yet traditional that I can throw a splash of color on—even stain if needed.
I head to my favorite Salvation Army. Bargains, certainly, I can fix up. Giddy, I was, because I hadn’t visited in a while.
When did this Salvation Army begin to price like Target, or even Wal-mart? Yep, my reading glasses were on as I stopped breathing over the prices. Nonetheless, there were two tables I fancied-one to stain darker and the other to sand out the dings. Unfortunately, their prices were almost that of something new. So back to the drawing board, or as I say: LUNCH!
Right next door, to the Salvation Army, was one of Dallas’ best barbeque places, Sonny Bryan’s. Says been around since 1910. That little building it’s housed in may have been there since 1910. Set up like an old timey classroom. A long pew, with desks on top to put your food. I did accidentally tip over a barbeque bottle; hence some succulent sauce was lost. Outside of that, my tummy celebrated the ribs put inside it. Have you looked at people savor ribs? Licking their fingers and the bones? Hey, I was right there with them. Scrumyummydee-lishus!
By the time I made it back to my neck of the town, wouldn’t you know a Starbucks was right there? Yep—a caffĂ© vanilla frappucino called my name. Not to be rude, I stopped and got one. Grande.
I need another walk. Maybe later on this evening, if this 94 degree heat goes down—I’ll make sure I take the birds and ducks bread this time. Until then, I’ll enjoy my a/c, pet a cat or two, and work on my writing.
Enjoy this day the Lord has made.
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