You get up early to walk along the beach. It’s just you and your thoughts. The crashing of the waves, sand between your toes, sea birds searching for breakfast and the beautiful sunrise all stir your heart. Up ahead you see something sparkling on the shore. As you get closer you recognize it’s a bottle…a …
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In My Gut I Know This Is Not Right…
My dear friend who writes weekly “life Application Messages” wrote Monday about a lost delivery driver in Woodville, Mississippi. Seems the driver had followed the instructions from his phone to find a business in the town of 1,000 people. We exchanged texts back & forth about how the “lil” person in our phone can take …
I Was A Flag-Boy
Once the rice was about knee high…when it’s hard to see the snakes, my job was to be a flag-boy for the pilot flying fertilizer, herbicides, or insecticides. It was always just after the sun came up that I would wade into the rice field with the mosquitoes. A flag-boy is the focal point or …