Good Morning Dear Ones,
As
I awoke this morning, day was dawning. Do you see the moon on the right? Light was just
coming over the top of the trees.
THE
DAY DAWNS
THE
SUN BEGINS TO RISE
UNTIL
IT SPREADS ACROSS
THE
MOUNTAIN
TOPS
HOW
BLESSED CAN ONE WOMAN BE?
THANK
YOU LORD!
MOTHER’S
PLATE
I'll
share this one dish with you. The plate below is the only one of it’s kind, that belonged
to my mother. I think of it often, but usually just keep it on the shelf and hardly ever use
it.
In
my mind, it is not a relish dish, but one that helped us as children to divide out and separate our
different kinds of food so that the beans wouldn't get mixed up with the potatoes, etc.
In
our world today, there is such an overflow of knowledge, opportunity, and things to choose from. Don’t
we wish sometimes, that mother would just put a little on our plate, keep it simple, and say…”Eat
That! Clean Your Plate. Then you can go play.”
Note: The
Bread keeps coming. So I feel led to call this next chapter:
“EARS TO HEAR"
