Hallowed be Thy Name

How sweet the sound, as the time of grace is embraced.
Copper town in winter glistened white with snow. 1976, Fran peered into the heart of a savior, a king.  There was a silent auction with treasures from the deep seas. Shells, jewels, and pearls white as snow shining souls.

Fran could stand for any price but these treasures peculiar in their own way were paid for by a person of great faith. Treasures so astounding to touch them alone were to love them!

"Who? And where? What to do?" Fran gathered.

"They were found paid for at the cross on Calvary. Deep in the depths of mans heart these treasures are still waiting to be found by a man from Galilee." Inquired Josh.

" Hallowed be Thy Name." Ruth murmured.

Attitude

Is everything.

 You have to be able to do humble.
No matter what a prideful attitude towards people and God is death.
The scriptures discuss this in all the kings and queens. (You).

Pride before the fall. Read about Belshazzar who was slain after Daniel interpretation of the writing on the wall. King David had an affair with a married woman.  Queen Vashti disobeyed her king and was vanished from Persia. Eve ate from the tree of life disobeying God in the garden of Eden.

Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall. 1 cor10:12 proverbs 24,25 wisdom speaks.  Then go to Job.

rebellious days

F you
F me
Soda pop
Oh its free?
Not productive.
And bingo was his name.

Smelly socks
Salty fries
Sweaty sheets
Wine for nine

Clouds
Frowns
Towns
Lows

stocking

Big boxes taped down with straws, napkins, cups, etc. Baffled me from week to week. Sliding them boxes full of throw away taken for granted stuff showed me the wasteful litter of wrappers flittering in the wind along highways.

All that fast food litter millions of dollars go to the plastic fork! We beg desperate lay for extra napkins or ketchup packets to sooth the pains of life.

gardenview

An underground nook where I tuned into You.
A tunnel of love where rainwater flooded and winters froze us through.
 Garden view o garden view a humbling pad I once knew gone are the plans we once knew of memories of hot baths and wine glasses askew.

Your rooms aroma of lavender vanilla and secret compartments were wicked and askew.

Garden view o garden view
You're flower beds were leveled with my head calling windowsills it was not rain water floods that I dreaded. It was the cold winter nights that kept me in flight to wander the gym along the city streets of the dark laughing night.

apple frtter

Who eats fried dough?
Who frosts cinnamon bread ?
Carnival flavor of sweetly broken grease.
Delicious and a rrelief .

The one and only mother got me eating
Such a thing.  A large apple spiced gel filling in tiny bit pieces to savor the taste of fine sweetness.

ol shoes

Psalms 23

O shepard my Lord whom I dwell I shall not lack!

The house is brand new, the shoes are ancient news.

There is a sound they make Rumbling and shake the floors and walls.

Every step they make a fall my day takes.