Moi: “Thanks for coming to Lola’s party. Take care, Love “cousin” Flynn… (19:05, 2011 Jun 29).
Jonathan R.: “Nice seeing u cuz… Take care too 🙂 (20:35, 2011 Jun 29).
Moi: “Thanks for coming to Lola’s party. Take care, Love “cousin” Flynn… (19:05, 2011 Jun 29).
Jonathan R.: “Nice seeing u cuz… Take care too 🙂 (20:35, 2011 Jun 29).
Merry Christmas to everyone! :0)
(No reply from the twit’s sister/family).
http://faithfulbloggers.com/blogging/blogging-prompts/faithful-blogging-prompt-11/
When you do your Bible study, do you use multiple Bible versions to compare verses?
When I do study the Bible, I do NOT use multiple versions of the Bible to compare verses. Rather I use comparative sources of religious documents (written or oral) to find deeper truths within the Bible…
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Here are text messages received from the boy via my smart/cellphone today 01/22/2012:
The boy came over to report that he had a bird “in the palm of his hand.” But we were just leaving at around 12:55pm for Maw’s echo-cardiogram at 1:30pm.
Here are two photos sent from his text message via his cellphone at 13:49 today:


Like an old photo showing a little butterfly sitting on DB’s index finger, my brother is also blessed/connected with the beauty of nature. Both have good hearts/souls.
He said that the bird was cold and he picked it up from the parking lot at his work. He brought it into his car, warmed up he interior and wanted us to care for it. When the bird saw the window/door of his car open up, it flew away in/around our neighborhood.
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“Ok thank you
Meine Schwester”~Sent via text message at 11:51am.

Cat is in awe for two business references in repairing heaters and doing plumbing.
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I often feel a lot of anxiety before publishing a post. Why? Because the tone of my blogging content is not popular enough to win any stupid awards. Hehehe! And who needs the ego-worship but fools serving themselves and giving each other high-fives/golden stars/shiny objects of desires for a “job well done”?
Do you ever feel like you’re holding yourself back? Yes and always. Not a day goes by that I would very much like to reveal all that is concealed. (I borrowed/stole that idea/thought from another blogger).
If so, how do you work past it? A part of me wants to really back bite lots of people as a sort of revenge factor for their naughtiness.
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pick a childhood memory and write freely.
Long ago, I was born. I was the only child for about two years and five months. I was happy and carefree and was very much loved by my parents. Then they noticed I was brooding too often near the window. I would look outdoors. Then they thought I needed a playmate. They accidentally made my brother. I was jealous and VERY unhappy. My old photos will show a sulky child. It was never the same. I didn’t like a little shadow following me around. It would hurt him to this day. The end.
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Um. Gee. I don’t know. I’m alive. So shouldn’t that be enough? I’ve done another good deed yesterday morning but I’m not sure if that action alone is based on self-fulfilling ego or the feeling of guilt for not “being there” or just simply happy to oblige the family of five or so. I continue to pray/bless/boost via my active imagination and sometimes feel earthquakes from my heart via clogged arteries of high-cholesterol and high-triglyceride levels. Overall, I believe the flame in my heart is well. (Or is it good for proper grammer?)
I do know my tongue still lashes out unkind and hostile words, making me a mean and nasty person — the very traits I fail to improve. (That was per Maw en route to this evening’s mass. She had inquired if her boy communicated his interest in “going to church”. Of course, the green-headed, Medusa came out and I wanted to teach her to let go of the past and that he is “Buddhist” now and not quite “Catholic/Christian”. Alas, I’ll truly never know or understand a mother’s love for her FAVORITE child. Blast!)
So I’ve been getting clicks recently. I’ve been holding off. For the past thirty minutes or so, I was reading about a “young convert” in Nigeria. He was battling between Satan and Jezuz. I’m towards the middle-bottom of the LONG web-page and came across the following Bibilical passage since 09:36pm this evening:
John 21 | KJV
“15So when they had dined, Jesus saith to Simon Peter, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me more than these? He saith unto him, Yea, Lord; thou knowest that I love thee. He saith unto him, Feed my lambs. 16He saith to him again the second time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me? He saith unto him, Yea, Lord; thou knowest that I love thee. He saith unto him, Feed my sheep. 17He saith unto him the third time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me? Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, Lovest thou me? And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee. Jesus saith unto him, Feed my sheep.”
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Hmmm. Should I take this “message” as yet another sign? What do I have to loose? A few ducats for being a gullible fool? I’ve not job! I’ve gone bankrupt! Shall I preach and proclaim that God is real as are the places of heaven and hell?
Hello! Who are you? What are you? What do you want from me?
Since around the Christmas holidays or even the beginning of December 2011, I’ve been feeling worn down, almost apathetic to these outmoded “high holiday” celebrations. I’d force myself to stay awake, just having enough energy to get through the chores of being/helping Maw do the cooking and cleaning before exhaustion during the mid-afternoon forces me at times to recharge my battery for two-hours of nap time!
The feeling is one of dragging the feet and carefully walking VERY slowly in uncomfortable slippers because of pain from one bothersome “corn” in the middle-most area of the ball to my right foot); of not saying much for lacking the right words/speech; or of not having the strength to enjoy the nice weather outdoors and do some yard work, symbolic of cleaning up before the onset of the new “solar” year 2012.
Whatever is going on my foggy brain and memory loss seem to have gotten worse. Had it not been for the “Memo” app of my cellphone, there won’t be any blogging material left. Perhaps, the food/allergy has been the culprit — drinking milk, eating eggs and meat and consuming other host of treats, such as chocolate, almond, mixed nuts and the last pieces of fruitcake, which the boy didn’t take to liking after dinner two nights ago.
All I could do is continue my parasite regime and kidney/liver flush while praying for more healing. My problemic back has been mysteriosly “healed”. Maybe it’s because I don’t do much yard work during the colder temperature outdoors or the fact that I don’t bend or lift recently.
Hopefully, my energy will return to all of us. Paw has been looking sleepy too. I’d notice how he’ rub his face more frequently as a sign something is going on. But he doesn’t complain and that frustrates Maw and me because we don’t know if he need medical assistance. Maw is able to keep busy but is too falling asleep more often during the mid-days and/or mid-afternoon. And it’s probably due to her medication. I don’t know.
I awoke from my two-hour nap and recall the following dream:
12/30/2011 17:25. I dreamt of liking a dark-skinned, bald-headed Filipino guy and then the dream went to my scene in which I cried and pleaded with the boy to tell the twit the truth, just the same so as not to ruin two-time lines of the girl. I briefly saw her alternate time line.
Finally, here is Maw’s completed x-mas gift to me. It is hand-embroidered with dark green and dark red colored floss. I created the monogram “LYN”.

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