Its Only Werds...

As I sat listening to the words, I prayed silently for others who heard them, that they would take them to heart and erase bitterness from their lives. I thought of all the hurting people I knew who were bitter and asked God to bless them with this knowledge as well. I thought of all the "grumpy" people I know who would rather tear you apart than work through a conflict. Anger at work, within familes and even within the congregation at times seemed to spring from someone who was at odds with the world. The words kept coming and I prayed silently for those who are surely hurting inside and that hurt has turned to bitterness; that bitterness has manifested itself with a dark countenance, an unpleasant attitude; a seeming anticipation of the next opportunity to lash out at someone and hurt them. My heart was aching and breaking. (More)

le'ssee...we've covered "who am i?" and "what am i doing here?" and now, i share "what is my passion?"

when i get back from lunch break, ESPECIALLY if i go home, i have the HARDEST time starting up again

went home at lunch and FINALLY passed quiz 3 for anatomy / physiology and did so-so on Pre-Exam. i get to take that unlimited times, though, so i will try again later. the nice thing about that, if you do it right and take advantage of it, is that you can see where you need to study and go back over the material. i have a sinking feeling that some of the (other) kids just go back and fix the answers according to the given correct answer...but then -- its my job to worry about my own work ethic and study habits.

so -- i just popped in to try and read a post or two before i try to find out why i can't balance the securities statement for my boss. and i have to post something alsotoo.

sorry if i seem a rude friend lately -- when something is on my heart, i like to "pop in" and post it up before the passin fades. i don't always make time to read, especially with this anatomy / physiology deadline bearing down on me, but i will catch up, i promise.

meanwhile, thanks for being here. i appreciate the friends i've made here and thank God for you all.

hugs, loree

P.S. IF ALL CAPS IS INTERNET "YELLING" THEN is itty bitty print "whispering"?

I didn't mean to do that itty bitty print, but i thought it looked like internet "whispering" and that kinda fit so i left it...sowwy if you need your on-screen magnifier!! lol

it seems a strange thing to me that i can help others, share scripture that is freeing, read, study and pray.... (More)

6:16 am, the day after Easter, she came into our lives. What a blessing! What a joy! I love you, myJessie, myAngel.

<3 momma

What am i DOING here?

(clickity-click ^ linkage!)

(FAIR WARNING: THIS IS AN AUTO-STARTING SLIDE SHOW WITH SOUND.

IT IS LOUD AND MAY NOT SUIT EVERYONE'S TASTE...)

With thanks to (in order of appearance): my nephew Tylar looking at lightening; my daughter at work; a child in my Sunday School class; my nephew Jeffery as a baby doing "speak no evil"; my nephew Chip at his FFA awards banquet; my sister Leslie in a fountain (puddle stomping!); my neice Donya; my neice Erin on third base; my baby (and only) brother Larry; my nephew Jaymes and neice Erin; my baby son Jeremy; same son on a mission trip to North Dakotah on a propane tank; my late friend Julie who lived out loud and worshipped in complete and total freedom -- she was the "poster child" for one of Billy Graham's crusade's; my live-out-loud son Joe; Joe's girl Hannah Lynn; same Joe rafting guide on Ocoee River; same Joe as a baby with cousin Mike; myownself holding a baby pig; my sister-in-law on the tractor pulling my sister in a wagon, much to the shock and horror of their kids; baby birds that nested at work (story to come); Jess and Tim who helped me hold a flounder; myPatti's granddaughter Shelby; Nate, son of my sister's foster daughter; Julia, daughter of our band's drummer; Jaymes; my brother and his wife; praising hands of Julie; a soldier who was a live statue at the traveling Vietnam Wall; my daughter Jessie with her pup; a boy at a car show; a soldier at the traveling Vietnam Wall before flag salute; kids one, two and three who i puddle-stomped with during the steel drum band performance at Miami, Oxford.   

There are some things I want to do with this blog that I don't see help for in FAQs or User Info. The things I want to do involve "messing with" the html. I really like one of the other blog templates, but I want to put a picture of my own into it. I think that's not do-able any more, since customizing is no longer available. Then there's the question I sent via e-mail about tweaking the word "More" on cuts (when you use a hyperlink to hide long texts from the post). Perhaps my e-mail to you bounced or I used the wrong one. There is a list of html codes I use on the blog I seek to move from (to here), but I know for certain at least one of them is ineffective "here".

 What is the best way to get assistance here?

 Thank you for this platform and opening the door for the fellowship of His kids -- us'ns!

~L~

And now, it's officially. . . (More)

A song from now and a song from then...

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