Month: March 2015

Music Monday: Voice of Truth by Casting Crowns

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I don’t know about you guys, but sometimes I listen to the wrong voices. You can tell too. It usually happens right after I pop off and say something that I’m not sure is all that appropriate. First voice that hits my head tells me I’ll never learn. Then this rat trap starts and I wind up obsessing for hours if I’m not careful. It comes in part from having a very legal back ground. I’m still learning about grace.

A friend reminded me of this song today. I’ve leaned on it many times. Enjoy.

While you are listening – would you please say a prayer for Mark Hall their lead singer. He just recently found out he has kidney cancer. Thanks.

Love has no lables (#noh8)

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Oh this made me jump up and down when I saw it. Skeletons dance, kiss, hug behind a screen.

These three things remain, faith, hope and LOVE. 

Oh this made me dance!

Enjoy.

May you walk in beauty

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We’ve awakened to a new day.  Trust that you can walk on whatever path is in front of you even if it feels like a side road or detour. It’s your path so don’t be afraid of it. No one is waiting at the end with a timer telling you that you were too slow. Put one foot in front of the other.  Do the next right thing. And then the next. And then the next.

Remember that life is sacred so don’t rush, just walk and don’t forget to breathe darlin’.

Music Monday: How about them cowgirls, George Strait

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how about them cowgirls“Oh for the love of God Deana, just get to the nut-cuttin’ already!” – June C.

My girlfriend June used to own a ranch near Mounds Oklahoma. She was a can chaser back in the day and the first real cowgirl I ever met. I spent three years trying to learn how to chase like she did. Not gonna happen in this lifetime but it sure was fun tryin’. She is an amazing woman. She is also the person who told me it’s best for a man to take his chances chasing an F-5 tornado than dealing with an angry cowgirl.

Oklahoma is full of cowgirls, which explains why our state bird is a storm chaser.

I love George Strait and I love my girlfriends. Y’all rock!