I am so pleased to sit down at my computer anytime during the day and view all the pictures I have displayed on it. The picture that covers the total screen is my dinning room with President Donald, and First Lady, Melania Trump. The smaller pictures are of myself, my family, and some friends. The picture I have posted on this blog does not show as clear as it does on my screen, but it is somewhat recognizable. I spend hours each day here in my computer room communicating with most of these persons showing on my screen, except the few that have deceased. Oh course this is only a few of my regular contacts. I do enjoy sharing my opinion with others no matter what scale of intelligence they may be on. It gives me pleasure to be a part of anything that I feel is important to our country. I believe more people should determine to be more of the same. We are all here for a purpose, and not just to survive. Energy, both physically, and spiritually, should be sought after daily. Blessings come to those who seek, and believe; not to those who are trying to impress people. The latter is far greater in number than the first, and I sometimes have to admit that I, myself fall into that category. Why is it so hard for us to be ourselves, even though we do need to be thoughtful of others, not to embarrass them? This is a gift that most of us won’t claim, even though it’s free.
If we’re seen as weird by others, so be it. We have to live with ourselves, and what’s weird to others may be our best proud trait. I would rather die alone and have God hovering over me, than to have a thousand by-standers who don’t even know who God is. Jesus died alone upon the cross, yet He had ten thousand angels hovering over Him. You may have one friend, or one thousand friends, but let us not try to gain friendship by being someone we are not. Now I must say some people are not just weird, they are down right stupid. They somehow seem to think they are God themselves, and refuse to act like a normal being. These types of people usually do have just one, or maybe no friends at all. But I can say they do not have a happy life, and are always complaining about others being selfish, and ungodly.
What good that may exists in some people can be wiped off with one dirty swipe. The song go’s like this. I learned it as a child. “Be careful little children what you do, be careful little children what you say, There’s a Father up above looking down with tender love, be careful little children what you say.” As a child we were taught to stay away from undisciplined children. When they grow up, they are the full grown of undisciplined. The same applies as when they were a child.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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