Cassia fistula

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The Cassia fistula I planted this past Summer is finally blooming. It’s not real showy yet, hopefully next year it will produce more. Here’s a little about the plant from Wikipedia:

Cassia fistula, known as the golden rain tree, canafistula and by other names, is a flowering plant in the family Fabaceae. The species is native to the Indian subcontinent and adjacent regions of Southeast Asia. Wikipedia

We’re heading out to the Church with others to pack boxes to be distributed next week for Thanksgiving. It’s a culmination of the efforts of Heaven Saints Motorcycle Club and FAITH Riders Turkey Run we had earlier in the month to raise money to feed those less fortunate. These boxes will contain, hopefully, all the essentials for someone without much means to have a happy Thanksgiving. Pray for us that God is glorified, people saved, and joyful memories are made in His name. Thanks. “To God be the glory, great things He hath done …

I feel so blessed to be a part of this! I hope your day is blessed too.

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Sing A New Song

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We’re busy preparing for next week’s festivities here at My Thoughts Exactly. This Thanksgiving it will be more than Steve and I. We are also expecting his mother and also my best bud’s, Vicki and Lewis. I love Thanksgiving. It’s one of my favorite holidays. It’s distinctly American, family friendly, no gifts, no cards or special decorations. Just food, good times and thankfulness for what our loving God has blessed us with.

 

Anyway, yesterday I was thumbing through my old Golden Aerie Yearbooks from 1973 and 1974 for Astronaut High School and spied these. These were the golden years when I could sing. I guess I was good at it because the music teacher, Mrs. Ellis, chose me to be one of the Peacemakers group. (A special privilege!) I had to turn it down for personal reasons which are long ago forgotten, but it’s still a precious memory. I lost that rich Second Alto voice a few years ago after the neck surgery because the Doc had to move my larynx and such out of the way to reach the neck bones. There’s a titanium plate holding my neck together now. Well, at least there’s no more pain but there’s also no more singing on key. Pity. I love to sing.

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Do you also enjoying singing? Oh, I still participate during service but I keep it low because I know I’m not on key anymore. I’m just thankful to be out of pain, to be able to speak and love Him and that God knows that I love Him too.

Have a blessed day dear friends! And Happy Thanksgiving if we don’t chat again before that day.

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It’s The Little Things That Mean A Lot

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Things are quiet in our neck of the woods but thought I’d share a few small ditty’s. As many of you may remember, we live way out in the country on a fair amount of acreage. Nothing too big but enough to be a “problem” when ones health doesn’t cooperate. Back in early October of this year, we bought a used golf cart to aid in my yard work, errands and just getting around when this dodgy hip or foot gives out. The mailbox is a good 350 feet away from the house, down by the road. Well, these things all come with a LOUD back up buzzer that I find very annoying in our quiet little ‘hood. Today, Steve went poking around under the hood and released me from this minor anxiety.

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Yep, there’s the annoying little bugger. All he did was unplug it. What a simple fix! In spite of his own heart anomaly, Steve has been on an absolute tear lately. He’s in the Work Shop more, walking, designing projects and doing other things. He’s encouraged me to get off my lazy duff. 🙂 I spent this afternoon taking up some of my britches. About a couple of months ago, we both decided it would be a good plan to cut back on, or completely give up, sugar and heavy carbo laden meals. Oh, we splurge now and then but only a little and not often. The sweet is more precious that way. I don’t know how much he’s lost but my waistline has definitely shrunk at least one dress size. And I’m sleeping better since the breathing has improved as well. We’ve just got to stick to this or we’re both gonna be as big as houses.

Another little thing that’s happened here is last night, during our weekly Women’s Bible Study, I learned something fantastic! We’re still studying in the Gospel of John and had gotten to Chapter 20:1-18. John writes that this is right after the crucifixion, when Christ was laid in the tomb, and ” … Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance”. Now, I’ve read these verses many times since I became saved, but I didn’t know the significance of the following. When Mary peered in and saw the two angels sitting one on each side of the empty strips of linen (Christ had arisen), that they were symbolic of the two Cherabib on the Ark of the Covenant. Did y’all know this!? Also, when Mary didn’t recognize Jesus at first and assumed he was “the gardener”, that is also symbolic of how we were first under the curse from Adam (the first gardener, see Genesis) and that Jesus is our new “gardener”, the new Adam and how we’re now saved by grace. I was, like, WOW!! Everything in God’s Holy Word truly does point to Jesus Christ and his finished work! EVERYTHING! I’m slow, I guess. It was just a eureka moment for me. I’m probably not saying that correctly. I hope that’s understandable. May my words be God’s words.

So, those are some of the little things, but sometimes, they mean a lot. Just like y’all. You mean a lot to me too.

Hope your day is blessed my friends! Please let me hear your thoughts on anything you’d like. I always enjoy hearing from you.

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