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Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe full of slush.

Doug Larson

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I MADE A CHOICE

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once-a-week blogging from now on.

i know that i need to cut ‘way back’ on all communication via technology.

 i’ve been spending too much time with machines.

i see it everywhere…too much…computers, phones, pads, pods, radio, television…

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look around.

if you really look, it should give you pause.

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press the off  button…more often

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i really like this musical rendition

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Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save me from its guilt and power.

Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All could never sin erase,
Thou must save, and save by grace.

Nothing in my hands I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress,
Helpless, look to Thee for grace:
Foul, I to the fountain fly,
Wash me, Savior, or I die.

While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.

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this photo is from my archives.  it was taken in 2008.  i had a table set up on the back porch near two

hanging hammock chairs, as a place to set reading books and cool drinks.  we get a fairly strong breeze

through here almost every summer evening, so we kept a few good size stones handy.  cj painted the cat

stone at a friend’s house.  the friend’s grandmother paints lovely backgrounds with verses on smooth

beach stones.  one day she brought stones, paint and ideas for the girls to do their own stones.

btw, the book in the photo “stone crossings”  is a very good read…written by L.L. Barkat.

last week was spring break, it rained a lot, and i just haven’t gotten many new photos lately.  as you can

see, i keep digging them out of the old stash.  i took some time to clean up my art area and i am finishing

a couple of sewing projects.  my painting is still in process along with a smaller acrylic and a small

watercolour that was half completed and set aside a year ago.  i have also been making granola from

scratch.  it’s easy and tastes much better than than bought.  i haven’t made it for ages. i wonder what

other old recipes i could bring out.  seems i keep digging into all the old stuff and giving it another go.

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urge

1550s from L. urgere, to press hard, push, drive, compel

from pie root werg- to work.  cf. avestan vereza, work, activity

gk. ergon, work, orgia religious performances, organon tool,

armeian gorc work lith. tie, fasten squeeze,vargas need, distress,

o.c.s. vragu enemy, o.e. wyrcan work, goth wrikan persecute,

o.e. wrecan drive, hunt, pursue, o.n. yrka work, take effect.

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play

o.e. plegian to excercise, frolic perform music

from w.gmc. plegan. – cf. m.du. pleyen to rejoice and be glad

of uncertain origin

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rest

1. sleep o.e. raeste, reste . rest. bed. intermission of labor. mental peace

from p.gmc rastjo rasto.  original sense seems to be a measure of distance

cf. o.h.g. rasta league of miles, o.n. rost league. distance after which one rests.

gothic rasta mile. stage of a journey.

2.remainder, early 15c., from m.fr. reste remnant, from rester to remain,

from l. restare stand back. be left.  from,re- back+stare, to stand.

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photo from my archives

this is a  photo from my archives

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here are three good words

do not worry

those words don’t imply that what you are worrying about does not matter

it just means you are not to worry

worry is not good

not a bit

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you might ask

“how do i stop worry”

and i would say

“start talking to Jesus right away”

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Matthew 11:28-30  Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

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 Sometimes ya don’t need to do anything,

because just being there is enough.

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photo by casey

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portland, oregon

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“One vegan bacon cheeseburger…”

“If you’re not outraged, you’re not paying attention.”

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it’s just been one of those kind of days

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a stitch in time

that should hold me

for awhile

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i don’t even want to know what spring and winter were up to last night…

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walk in the light

in the light of the Spirit

the fruit of the Spirit is Love…