I stood in front of the mirror a while ago, to take my own picture of a hair-do that the wind specializes in, but the camera took my bed instead. I guess I was not suppose to show-off that hair-do. We have had terrible high winds in West Texas till I am about to crack up. Anyway it looked like I had a spike hair do without the tips. I went to the Senior Citizen’s luncheon this morning, and held my hands over my head while I walked to the building. That didn’t help much, then when I got home I twisted and turned in my recliner till I almost didn’t recognize myself when I looked in the mirror. I have sprayed too much, but not enough to fool the wind. Tomorrow I will wash it out, and spray again.
Even with my messed-up hair I had a good time at the luncheon. Those seniors there are just special, to say the least. I’m so glad to be a part of them. We have the best cooks in town, and the best humor that was ever created. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that older people are not the salt of the earth. God knew what He was doing when He made Mickey, and Minnie. Mickey was born November 8, 1928. He is a bit older than I, but probably will never die. If he does his mouse children will fill his shoes.
I have to mention the difference in the songs sung in our churches today than what were sung when I was growing up. The songs of old had a message. The songs of today have no object, the singers have not learned how to carry a tune. They just repeat the same line over and over, with no message at all. Will the younger generation every learn how to sing? Far too many music boxes are crowding out the live voices of inspirational lyrics. The emotions are no where to be seen. A music box does not have eyes, mouth, or arms. Music, and movie screens, such as is, have killed the spirit of God in our churches. I believe never to be revived again. What a shame the new, uncouth, music providers are doing to our Christian faith. Soon the doors will all close, and church will be no more. The seniors are not being heard when they tell the younger generation they are all too wrong in the way they worship God. With tattoos, and pierced noses, eye brows, tongues, and disgraceful marks of every kind, is not what God created His children for. It does no good to tell the spiritual illiterate, junkies that their life will forever be ruined if they continue in this fashion. They would rather curse God than live for Him. I will continue to help Jesus tell these punks that there is a better way if they will just listen. May God give us grace to endure.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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