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Peabea
Scripture Blessing 4 23 2023
Tag: God
Snapshot and Scripture
Just Breathe
Happy Friday, and Just Breathe and have an Enjoyable week-end.
Ye have not Chosen me, but I have Chosen you.
I Am Chosen
I Am Forgiven
I Am Created in God’s Image ~
to me that statement means not physical attributes, but created in his Image.
And the Image that I perceive of God is not nationality, or whether he has long hair, short hair, tall/thin, blonde, brunette.
Actually, I perceive him as a non-distinct Spirit that surrounds with loving kindness…and one who loves and only wants the best for his children
Others may see him differently, but no matter how you perceive God, just know that you are Chosen and you are Loved. And the only requirement that was left with us was to
‘Love One Another as I have Loved you’
And what wisdom that is because LOVE covers all ills.
Thanks for stopping by, and have a great week-end,
Peabea
Sharing with Scripture and a Snapshot
July 4th 2015
Without little ones, I’m not sure I’d enjoy the fun of the 4th of July as much. Their excitement makes it all worthwhile.
For the past 17 years, we’ve been lucky enough to watch the fireworks from our boat on the water. They have never disappointed.
As we celebrated this Independence Holiday, my thoughts turn to those who are fighting for my right to relax and enjoy this holiday. I always get sad for those who are on foreign lands and away from their families. God Bless all those who serve and have served since the beginning of America. I pray that my children, grandchildren, and generations to come have the same comfort level that I experience. It is a fun holiday, but it is also one that always gives me a heavy heart thinking of those who have given so much. They are true heroes.
That freedom allows the little ones to experience the Sparkler Fun. God Bless the USA.
Peabea
Rejoice Too
Flowers from my flower bed and a scripture from Romans. I’m sharing over at Scripture and a Snapshot. Stop by. 🙂
We can rejoice too, when we run
into problems and trials, for we know that they are
good for us-they help us learn to be patient.
And patience develops strength of character
in us and helps us trust God more each
time we use it until finally our hope
and faith are strong and steady.
Romans 5:3-4
Sunday Blessings for a great week ahead and a Safe Independence Holiday this coming Saturday.
Peabea
Live
Live each day to the fullest. Get the most from each hour, each day, and each age of your life. Then you can look forward with confidence, and back without regrets. Be yourself ~ but be your best self. Dare to be different and to follow your own star. And don’t be afraid to be happy. Enjoy what is beautiful. Love with all your heart and soul. Believe that those you love, love you. Forget what you have done for your friends and remember what they have done for you. Disregard what the world owes you, and concentrate on what you owe the world.
When you are faced with a decision, make that decision as wisely as possible ~ then forget it. The moment of absolute certainty never arrives.
Above all, remember that GOD helps those who help themselves. Act as if everything depended upon you, and pray as if everything depended upon GOD.
Credit: S.H. Payer
Have a great week-end. 🙂
Peabea
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Sunday ~ A Day of Rest
I apologize in advance because this is a very long post…hope you can read it all the way to the end where I honor my POW/MIA. Thanks…
And rest is needed, I guess. Over the Memorial week-end, we went to the lake to open the camper and put the boat in. We went on a Wednesday…it really needed mowed. Our son and daughter-in-law helped put the boat in and our son mowed. We couldn’t open the barn/shed because it had settled and a tree truck was pushing it up. So our sweet daughter-in-law said get me a saw, and she fixed it for my hubby. (He has emphysema and can do physical labor, but with the warmer weather not so good). She dug, and sawed and then the ramp to the shed to get the golf cart out could be moved back and the doors now open. She did it and didn’t even ruin her manicure. 🙂
Anyway, the rest of the story. lol. See the ramp to the barn? It has a piece of warped wood that you can’t see in the picture. My DIL had suggestd to hubby that it be cut in a rounded edge and then he wouldn’t have to replace the whole piece of wood. Well on Thursday, when I took the dog out, I didn’t realize the hubby had put a couple pieces of wood in front of the barn (you’d think I would have seen them on the way to the back of the shed to walk the dog in the grass, but if I did, I didn’t think much of it). Anyway, when I turned to walk back, I stumbled over the wood and fell against the ramp where the warped piece of wood is sticking up. The dog pulled the leash out of my hand as I fell. I was sure he’d run away since he likes to run, but nope, bless his heart, he came back to lay down by me as if to say…”okay, guess we’re laying down now, and he just looked at me.” He waited until I could get back up. It hurt right at the impact, but I thought, “okay, not too bad.” When I got back in the camper, I told the hubby, thank God I didn’t break a rib. Also told him should have listened to the DIL and cut the edge. (of course I had to make him the bad guy) Not. 🙂
Anyway, as the day wore on, it did hurt very much and I either have bruised, cracked or broken ribs. So, yes, rest has been the order, but that’s hard for me to do. Thanks be to God that I can breathe without having to take small short breaths so that tells me it could possibly not be broken and just bruised. I’ve been told, could take weeks to heal. So, rest I’ve been trying to do, but haven’t succeeded very well. Today is to be a day of rest according to God’s law and to keep the Sabboth so today, I’ll try that. 🙂
We did get to venture out on the boat and the rest of the week was nice weather, and we had a nice memorial week-end. Razzy was happy to once again find his favorite spot on the boat. My nephew stopped by and we took them out fishing, and then stopped by later on at a campfire with friends.
Hope everyone had a safe and nice Memorial Week-end. Thanks to all who served to keep us safe in America.
Prayers to the family of my POW who has never been returned home to our soil. R.I.P. John Conger. His story:
John Edward Conger Jr. (1950-1978) – Sergeant First Class, US Army Vietnam
- The Virtual Wall for Warren County, Ohio from The Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington D.C.
- Photos: contributed by Amy Cole on 2 Oct 2010
Memorial maker is located at Arlington National Cemetery Section MF Grave 10
In Memory of
John Edward Conger Jr.
SFC
US Army
Vietnam
Jan 7 1950
Jul 31 1978 - “Soldier Now Declared Dead But Mother Not Convinced,” obituary, The Western Star (Lebanon, Ohio), August 16, 1978, p. 12A
“A Lebanon Soldier, missing in action in Vietnam since early 1969, has been declared dead, a change that his mother said “has not convinced me.”
“It may be final to the Army but not to me,” declared Mrs. Bertha Conger, concerning the fate of Staff Sgt. John E. conger Jr. “I still have hopes this latest news is not final.”
Mrs. Conger, who lives in Cedar Ridge Apartments, Lebanon, was notified in early August about the change of her son’s status. The message came from the Department of the Army and said in part:
“All available information pertaining to his status has been given careful consideration. The circumstances attendant too his disappearance, plus the lapse of time without any further information to support a presumption of survival, can lead only to the conclusion that he is no longer alive.
“Further, the debriefing of returned prisoners of war following the ceasefire agreement of Jan. 27, 1973, had revealed no information of his fate. Therefore, a determination has been made by the Department of the Army to change his status from missing in action to presumed dead, as of July 31, 1978.”
Mrs. Conger said there are still too many unanswered questions for her to accept this decision. she noted nothing was ever found to identify him, although the remains of others in his platoon were later discovered.
“I feel one day I will know the final answer one way of another,” she said. “My husband died in 1974 not knowing what happened to John; I feel I will find out. Perhaps this is wishful thinking on my part but I can’t give up hope.”
Mrs. Conger admits she has no thoughts or theories on where her son would be if he is still alive.
She commented that the Vietnam War was of political nature and the United States should never have entered. But on the other hand, she does not believe America should establish diplomatic relations with such a recent enemy; at least not under the present situation.
“Before this is done we should be allowed to send in personnel to look for our missing boys,” she said.
As far as sending aid to Vietnam, Mrs. Conger sad she feels, “we have enough to do at home without giving our money away.”
“We don’t owe a thing to Vietnam,” she stressed.
Her son was raised in Lebanon and attended local schools. He enlisted in the Army June of 1964 and left for Vietnam on Dec. __ of that year. He served as a radio technician with the 19th Infantry Battalion for about a month before the skirmish in which he never returned.
Mrs. Conger said there is one final honor due her son. She will be presented his medals which are being sent from Washington in the near future.”
POEM FROM A MOTHER (my Poem for John by Trabonet (Peabea))
Bring my baby home…..at least for a day
Even if I can’t wipe the tears away –
At least I can see him one more time…
And then in my heart, I’ll know he’s fine –
He was so young when he went away….
he had no idea it would be such a long stay –
He has suffered so much for you and I…
please bring my baby home before I die –
I just need to gaze on his face once more…
So long since he left our shore –
I’ll hold him in such a long embrace…
Ahhhh..just to see that face –
It’s weathered, It’s worn…He looks so forlorn –
He has longed to be home for so many years…
He long ago forgot how to cry many tears –
He doesn’t even know or remember who he set out to be…
He only remembers that he saved you and me And
the wonderful land once more that our forefathers named
when they reached this shore
“AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL”
“AMERICA THE FREE”
That’s what my baby did for you and me –
PLEASE SET HIM FREE
He didn’t ask much…
He was so proud to go do his duty with the rest of the crowd –
But he just wants to come home now and rest…
He is so weary –
Author/Trabonet Copyright © July 1999
(my graphics at the time)
You can also see his site that I made as Trabonet when I was on Geocities before it closed. It has now been taken and posted here (without my permission, but they did keep it mostly intact). HERE: http://www.reocities.com/trabonet/jcjr.html
~hugs~
Peabea
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Happy Mother’s Day
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms, grandmoms, and furbaby moms.
~hugs ‘n giggles~
Peabea
Sharing since the word I chose for this year is JOY!!
The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty;
he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy;
he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
Have a joyful Mother’s Day
I Got LOVE In A Vase
You might have read my other post that our Son who lives in California gave us a month of his life. Married children with families rarely do that or at least in my world it hasn’t happened. They moved to California when the baby was still less than a year old so he decided he wanted to come visit his dad (who has emphysema), help him do some things maybe needing done, and of course he was proud to share his baby girl who is now 2 1/2 with us. She kept us entertained. She talks up a storm, has learned/is learning sign language with the Signing Time Theme Series. See below for YouTube video of this. If you have little ones, it is amazing what our grand-daughter has learned from them starting at 1 1/2. She is doing lots of signing, and loves to sing and dance along with the DVD’s. She can count to 20, has an amazing vocabulary, can sign her numbers, and is learning Spanish as well and can count to 10 in Spanish. (Okay, enough Grandma bragging…lol)
Anyway, the week before Easter, it was pouring down rain ~ the drenching kind ~ and the doorbell rang. That is a rarity at our house as usually no one ever stops by. Anyway, I open it and the lady standing there holding a vase of pretty flowers asks if I’m Patricia and hands them to me. My son had gone to town the day before, but I was clueless that he’d stopped by the flower shop and ordered me flowers with a hand written card. He was at the Church that his family attended when he use to live in Ohio helping them with their cleaning heading into Easter so he wasn’t home when they arrived. Hugs and thanks waited until he got home. Now I think I can count on my hand or hands the time that I’ve received flowers from a florist so smiles and delight were on my face. 🙂 🌻🌻 It’s amazing how children can always amaze a parent.
I edited the above picture with Kim’s kk_hughes and some Photoshop edits to share with Texture Tuesday.
This one is applied to one of my Linen backgrounds. If you like, you’re welcome to download it free HERE.
I hated to see them go so I pressed them between papers, ironed them between wax paper, and put them in a hoop so I could hang it in a window. Now whenever I look out my window, I am also seeing the lovely flowers from an awesome man who I call son.
I may eventually add lace and ribbons to the hoop which would be cute too.
My son shared his time, his daughter, and some of God’s amazing flowers. And my daughter-in-law who is a nurse in California had to go back and couldn’t stay the month so I gave her thanks for sharing my son. He has now gone home, and our house is too quiet and will never be the same. Always a whirlwind when company is here, but then they go home and I’m sad for days.
Sharing over at The Enchanting Rose also.
A freebie for you. Feel free to right click and save or print HERE with the scripture or you can download the free background HERE without the scripture verse.
The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. Psalm 19:1-2 KJV
Have a Blessed week,
Peabea
I am back where I belong!! Traveling with Jesus as I wind my way through scripture reading. The Bible in a year….and beyond. Yay. 🙂
Signing Time link: https://www.youtube.com/user/SigningTime
Quiet
Love the Quiet when we’re out on the lake with only God’s Nature and Splendor surrounding on a beautifully warm Summer day, and the only disturbance once and awhile is the tug of a fish.
Sharing with Texture Tuesday for her theme of Quiet. Textured with kk_Summerlovin.
Give a visit and see what Quiet photos others are sharing, and thanks a bunch for visiting me.
🙂
Peabea
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Thanks for stopping by. ~hugs ‘n Smiles~ Peabea
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