Have you ever been so gobsmacked that it renders you speechless? Well, that’s me today. I have never in my 60 years on earth done this but I stayed up with Hubby until 3 am last night to watch the election results. Well, when it was announced that Trump & Pence won, the tears of joy began to flow.
God answers prayer. It’s HIS mercy that we still have an America to wake up to. May there continue to be a great spiritual movement in our country to get people saved. Thank you LORD. Thank you. May YOU always win on the throne of our hearts.
“Every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights; with Him there is no variation or shadow cast by turning” [James 1:17].
Can I get an Amen? 🙂
And how about a Wordless Wednesday thrown in for good measure. Yep, that’s me right now (and I’m sure millions of other true Americans). Glorying in His mercy, kindness and love. (PS: That’s the dirt road that leads to our country home. Purdy, ain’t it. *giggle*)
May your day be blessed my friends.
Saturday, I joined many of my fellow Pierce Countians and others at the local Georgia Pecan Festival in downtown Blackshear. This year they featured a small antique car show. There was also some very talented musicians, nifty crafts, sugary treats, and all kinds of fun things for all ages.
One of the antique cars on exhibit was a 1970 Z28 Camero. My husband owned a 1969 Z28 (photo here) in the very similar color and striping. Of course, there was an exchange of banter on this one. Hubby was in heaven remembering all the escapades from his youth. And the owner even very kindly allowed me to sit in his version of the 60’s muscle car. That was quite a thrill. I enjoyed it immensely. In the 1980’s I owned a muscle car but it wasn’t cool looking. Although it had a 350 cubic inch Olds engine with a Holly 4 Barrel and dual exhaust, it had more of a Grandma’s car look with it’s tan exterior, four doors and bench seats. In muscle car vernacular it was a ‘sleeper’. It’s the only vehicle I got a speeding ticket in. And I deserved it too. *blush* That was in my wilder days. Now you’ll be happy to know I drive like a Grandma. *giggle*
There’s also a photo at the end of large metal cans painted with bright colors and designs to look like flowers. I told Hubby, he must make me some of these. So cool. I’m a sucker for yard art.
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This blog is dedicated to Andrew Breitbart. And I know Mr. Z is smiling! The picture is my Los Angeles, taken by my stepdaughter! Jersey Jack, we miss you!