
Life On the Train (click on red link)
. . . will truly touch your heart! We are all on this train with its many stops and starts.
Watch and listen to this and may God bless you and touch your heart each and every day of you life.

A farmer went out to the barn to milk his cow. He sat down and began milking when he noticed a bumble bee flew into the barn. He kept on milking but carefully watched the bee. To his surprise it flew right into the cow's ear. Thinking it was going to sting the cow, he prepared for action! But nothing happened - the cow just stood there chewing her cud, so he continued milking. Then, much to his surprise the bee came out as he milked and landed in the milk bucket . . . .
A pastor friend sent this email to me and I found it so interesting. Things I had never really thought much about. I grew up on a farm and never thought about the process of how a cow gets up and how a horse rises, etc. These are very interesting facts that show what an awesome and orderly God we have!
The little word "we" is inclusive - it brings together. In our busy, frazzelled, unevenly balanced life, we need a little "togetherness", don't you think? And last but not least is the "big I". Life is not always about me . . me . . . me! I am NOT the "Queen Bee" in my world and neither are you in yours!! 
When I left my house this morning, I came upon a house that was all decorated for the big TJ / AL High School game tonight. This house had crepe paper streamers everywhere and they had been "chalked" - chalk writing on the sidewalks and driveway saying - "Get it DONE!" to the football player (I'm assuming) and cheering him on to victory at tonight's game. Another sidewalk I passed said something entirely different. This driveway said someone was "NOT Welcome Here". What a contrast in words.
On my "walk in the rain" back home I couldn't help but notice that both of these chalk writings had been totally washed away in this short amount of time. That may have been a "blessing" for the one who was told "you are NOT welcome here". Maybe destiny would not want that person to know that this was written in big "warning" letters on the driveway. But the rain also washed away the well-wishers "Go-Team Get it DONE!" message. The wet crepe paper was drooping to the ground and there were no signs of the words of encouragement on the sidewalk or driveway. All washed away with the morning rain! Each of these destinies unknown - each message unknown to the person it was meant for. Would these messages have changed anything if the person they were intended for had seen them?? Who knows - maybe or maybe not! Funny little "chalk" messages but what was behind those little messages? Fun, excitement, encouragement for one but what about the other? Hurt, resentment, anger, and hate - so much so, that "You Are NOT Welcome Here" was chalked in big letters so the other person could see it. Words, spoken, chalked or just displayed, like the people driving by me in the pouring rain this morning, speak ever so loudly. ![]() |
| "Mr. Spider" |
I told mom that there wasn't much left of that tree. She said, "no, too many storms had hit it and broken limbs out of it". I sat there looking at what was left of the tree, thinking of the many, many storms and the bolts of lightning that had passed by that tree down through the years. Some lashing out at it's very limbs - bending and breaking them, leaving some of them hanging from the tree and some falling to the ground with a thud. I've seen dad go out to the trees many a time with his trusty saw in hand, climb up his ladder, and finish cutting out the bent and broken limbs.
We lived out by the river for a while and one of the most awesome things about that was each year the majestic bald eagles would gather and roost in the trees across the river. Sometimes 30-50 of them!! I was so facinated by them that I went out and bought some binoculars so I could watch them up close! They were amazing as they sat in those trees so "stately" with keen eyes watching everything around them. Then all at once one would take flight and soar high above the trees, then just as quickly, would dive down to the river and in a split second snatch up it's prey soaring once again up into the heavens and back to it's stataely perch in the tree.