Thursday, August 30, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "God Knows No Hate"

Jean's Comment's: "God Knows No Hate":                         Senator John McCain's funeral procession. 8-30-2018 Perryton, TX I had a lot I wanted to say today about...

"God Knows No Hate"

                        Senator John McCain's funeral procession. 8-30-2018 Perryton, TX


I had a lot I wanted to say today about Senator John McCain's funeral, but when I came home from work I was too tired to begin. I will be leaving early tomorrow on my Labor Day week-end, so I will have to wait for another time to give my opinion. I will say again, as I have said before, the passing of John McCain has been publicized more for political reasons than to honor his military service. What a shame for the hypocrites who are guilty of this type of mourning. If it made the family feel better, then I will not criticize. But even though it still doesn't make it right to turn people away just because they support our President. A lot has been said about President Trump that will be judged in time, regardless of who said them. No earthly person will be able to forgive after the death of a soul, just like they could not forgive even while the person lived. I believe God takes care of his own in the face of every evil enemy that piles on.


God bless our President, and his family, and God bless Sarah Palin, and her family. They will keep shinning even though they both were made a public embarrassment by the so called “greatest Senator on earth.” I am very proud of both of them.


Be back in a few days.

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "God's Blessings Continues"

Jean's Comment's: "God's Blessings Continues": I'm done. Beroux and fried chicken were the last foods on my menu to take on my home-away-from-home trip. 8-29-2018 Perryton, TX. O...

"God's Blessings Continues"

I'm done. Beroux and fried chicken were the last foods on my menu to take on my home-away-from-home trip. 8-29-2018 Perryton, TX.
One more day and I will be starting to celebrate Labor Day week-end. My cooking is all done, and I am ready to pack my luggage tomorrow. I am more than ready for this short trip. It has been over a year since I saw my sisters, and I can't wait. Just praying that the weather will stay nice. I will also have the pleasure of getting away from the television for awhile. The whole week has been nothing but the funeral services of Senator John McCain. God help us to remember that his death didn't stop our enemies from trying to kill us all. If anything it helped the enemies to gain grown on us, because too many of our leaders are wasting time on a deceased Senator. Thank God our President is standing tall in the face of all the criticism that's being thrown at him. His heart and mind is on more important things than something that is over, and done with. God bless those people who like to be in the spot light. Some of it is a good thing, but not all of the time, expense, and drama that's being used. I'm sure that North Korea is laughing up their sleeve. I seriously doubt that God is approving of it all. Satan is the only one who is enjoying all the drama. I truly believe that John McCain is being used as a deterrent by the liberals to try harder to impeach our President. What a shame to be part of such a mob against our country. Many of these, not-so-innocent people, will be found out sooner or later of their real reasons for being so emotional in the view of millions of people while acting in sympathy for Senator McCain.

Life goes on, and times will get worse, but never forget only those who are honest, faithful to God, and willing to pay the price will come through victoriously. “Not by might, not by power, but by my spirit, sayeth the Lord.” I am so glad I believe in the Word of God. It is the only true book that's been written. It's free, and feeds you daily on spiritual food. Only a fool would not believe in it. Many Christians have been listening to the wrong spirit, as the bible tells us they will do. They are being led down the wrong path, and don't realize it. It is almost impossible to recover the deceived one, and the evil spirits are free to terrorize, and keep their prisoners suffering. God waits patiently, but the fools they have become are not ever going to leave their hell hole to join up with the Heavenly Host. They are in much more trouble than those who have not learned how to trust God. The ignorant of God's saving power at lest know they are not going to trust the evil spirits. Which would you think are the better ones? The ignorant, and not the stupid who have left their first love. What a dreadful day for those who have strayed from God's love, and mercy/


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "They Make A Lovely Couple"

Jean's Comment's: "They Make A Lovely Couple":           Mr. and Mrs. Coconut made it to the cooking ceremony after all. 8-28-2018 Perryton, TX   Mr. and Mrs. Coconut made it just ...

"They Make A Lovely Couple"

          Mr. and Mrs. Coconut made it to the cooking ceremony after all. 8-28-2018 Perryton, TX
 

Mr. and Mrs. Coconut made it just in time to get their picture in the cooking festival. They had to enter under desert category. The beroux will be entered in the bread, and meat stuffing, and the rest of the food will be as all. I am a little tired, but am planning on resting a lot this week-end. I did five hours of house cleaning for Chuck today, plus several other things for him. I'm thankful for all my energy now, because I usually don't have this much. The eight pounds I lost recently must have helped a lot. After I eat my light dinner this evening I am going to relax and catch up on the news. A lot has been going on today that I have missed. Many of our politicians are using Senator John McCain's death as a distraction from some very important issues with our country. I will be so glad when his funeral is over. I can't believe this is what he wanted, but evidently his family thought so. I hope they won't be disappointed in the end. I believe the bible teaches that many who have their reward on earth will not have much of one in the next life. I would rather wait, even though it's possible I may not have a reward either place. I can live by faith until that time comes. God is a just God, and no amount of earthly recognition will change His mind. If only people would believe, and read their bibles, what a difference it would make in our lives.


My time is running out before I have to clean up my kitchen. All those vessels I messed up cooking have to be washed, and I am becoming tireder by the minute. I will be back on tomorrow with a rested mind, and body.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Monday, August 27, 2018

Jean's Comment's: Correction to blog posted today

Jean's Comment's: Correction to blog posted today: I need to make a correction. On my blog today 8-27-2018 I wrote that Senator john died from lung cancer. He died from brain cancer. Sorry ...

Correction to blog posted today

I need to make a correction. On my blog today 8-27-2018 I wrote that Senator john died from lung cancer. He died from brain cancer. Sorry for the confusion.

Jean's Comment's: "Politics For Desert"

Jean's Comment's: "Politics For Desert":                 This glutton butterfly reminds me of me. 8-27-2018 Perryton, TX I saw this butterfly this morning eating off a fl...

"Politics For Desert"

                This glutton butterfly reminds me of me. 8-27-2018 Perryton, TX


I saw this butterfly this morning eating off a flower that was smaller than he. Such a glutton just like me, but I' m working on my food intake. I've decided it's going to be a life time effort. If I could ever make myself quit cooking for others, then I wouldn't be eating so much. I can't cook and walk away from it. Since I've been cooking most of my life I have learned many delicious recipes. Most of them my own creation. I can't stop at one bierox. I need three or four. And coconut pie is my favorite because I use whipped cream instead of milk for the filling. I make my own crust, and it is thick, and crispy. Oh my! How I can make high calorie foods These foods along with a few others are going with me on my Labor Day week-end trip, and I will be so sorry later. My four weeks of dieting, and eight pounds of loss will all have been in vain. I weigh less now than I can remember weighing in many years. But my sisters are worth some of my good cooking, and I will be spending three or four days with them. I will be trying hard to control my big appetite.

By now everyone knows that one of our long time Republican Senators has just died from lung cancer. I'm sorry to say Senator John McCain was not one of my choices for Senator. I voted for him when he ran for president, but only because Alaskan Governor Sarah Palin was his choice for vice president. I did like her a lot. I heard Senator McCain answer a few questions while being interviewed when he was a candidate for president. I was made aware very soon that he would not be a true Conservative, Republican president. He plainly said that he would be voting with the Democrats on most issues. I truly believe that's why he lost the election. Of those who did vote for him I have heard several say they voted for Sarah Palin. John McCain had caused President Trump many hard pills to swallow, even after he was rolled into Congress in a wheel chair to vote. In my opinion he was a low man of character, and has caused our president to have to fight harder than ever. I don't believe it was his condition that made him do that, I think it was his hate for President Trump. John McCain put himself before our country when he went against President Trump. This could have been expected of him had he not been claiming to be a Republican. I have the greatest respect for his family, but I believe our President can get more things done now. It's more about all Americans than just one life. I trust that Senator John McCain will rest in peace. The Democrats, and a few rhinos are giving him much honor, and that's perfectly alright with me.



God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp








Sunday, August 26, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Sharing My Food With Others"

Jean's Comment's: "Sharing My Food With Others": Apple and coconut pies for Labor Day trip. Coconut pie wasn't quite ready for the pic. 8-26-2018 Perryton, TX Having to cut my bl...

"Sharing My Food With Others"

Apple and coconut pies for Labor Day trip. Coconut pie wasn't quite ready for the pic. 8-26-2018 Perryton, TX

Having to cut my blog short today. I have been busy baking, and getting ready for the week-end ahead, I made two fresh apple pies from Chuck's tree, and a coconut cream, The coconut was not ready for the picture. I cut up a large fryer, and made a large container of cold slaw. I will be making bierox, and potato salad Wednesday. My sisters and I plan to spend a lot of time in our room with our heels kicked up, and just enjoying our company. We may end up taking three days instead of two since Monday is Labor Day. I will have to work two days this week so I had to make haste.

When I return home I hope I will be rested, and refreshed enough to get back into my blog full force. There comes a time now and then when I just need to get away. A friend and her daughter will be joining us on Sunday. I'm very excited, and I want everything to go well with our food. I'm doing a lot of preparing, but it will be worth it when we get there. We are praying for good weather, but always feel a little uneasy when I head to Oklahoma. This trip will be 350 miles round trip. I will be writing a short blog every day the rest of the week, but nothing interesting I'm sure.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Saturday, August 25, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Happy Birthday Brother Dale"

Jean's Comment's: "Happy Birthday Brother Dale": Today, August 25, 2018 my brother Thurman Dale Cope would have been 83 years old. Not for sure, but think he died at 62. He had a very big...

"Happy Birthday Brother Dale"

Today, August 25, 2018 my brother Thurman Dale Cope would have been 83 years old. Not for sure, but think he died at 62. He had a very big heart, but never failed to let you know when he didn't like something you said. I miss him a lot.  
 

This day has been pretty sad for me. My brother just younger than me passed away approximately 17 years ago. He was one of a kind. He would do anything for anybody, but was plain spoken about his opinion of you, whether it be good or bad. Most of the time it was good. As children growing up together he and I had many fights. Never any that was much more than a word fight. I loved that guy, and he loved me. I think everyone loved Dale even those whom couldn't put up with him. My nephew, and I prayed with him on his dying bed. He had always said he was too mean for the man upstairs to forgive. My nephew, Ronnie Cope, who was also his nephew, finally convinced him that God forgives everyone who asks for forgiveness. I truly believe Dale felt forgiveness before he passed away. I hope to see him again someday.


I always struggle with days when my loved ones who have passed have a birthday. Even days before their birthday I start thinking about them a lot. God always gives me peace, but never do I forget them. I could tell you a lot of stories of things Dale and I did together that was crazy. Most of the time it was my idea. I was 2,1/2 years older than him, and he thought I should know more than he. However, he was very stubborn, but wouldn't admit it. I have to say all three of my brothers were stubborn, but not us girls, ha, ha. My parents deserve a gold medal for raising seven irony kids.


On a more pleasant note I am excited about getting to see two of my irony sisters next week-end. We will spend two or three days together, and I can hardly wait. I am the oldest of four girls by several years, so I get to advise them a lot. They hardly ever take my advise, but sometimes they will agree. I hope God lets me keep all three of my sisters till I die. Our brothers are all gone for quite sometimes now. Nothing could ever fill the void of lost parents, and brothers and sisters. I could go farther and say the same about any lost loved one. Life is not always easy, but we must keep trusting God. He will turn our tears into joy tomorrow. Not now, but someday we will understand. I have special friends who are a real blessing to me, and I thank God for them. They share in the same sorrow, and wonderment as I. We can look around and see others who have been through harder times than we, If we are honest we can be thankful for every day we have lived, and look forward to many more. There is always peace after every storm. And the joy swells up to the top of our lungs.

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Friday, August 24, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Let The Sun Light Up Your Life"

Jean's Comment's: "Let The Sun Light Up Your Life": This is the sun at 11:00 o'clock this morning showing through the limbs of the apple tree. :"How Beautiful Heaven Must Be." ...

"Let The Sun Light Up Your Life"

This is the sun at 11:00 o'clock this morning showing through the limbs of the apple tree. :"How Beautiful Heaven Must Be." 8-24-2018 Perryton, TX 

There's always something beautiful to look at somewhere. I sat in a chair this morning under the apple tree waiting for a subject to get in the view of my camera. After a while I was whispered to, saying look up. When I raised my head this is what I saw. I have posted it on my blog but it does not show all the beauty I saw. The sun was shinning through the limbs of the apple tree, but it had colors of red, blue, yellow and green flashing around it. The shade of the limbs let me see the sun without being blinded, but the colors didn't show up in the picture. This will not be a dark, dreary day for me regardless of all the fear we keep hearing on the news. My faith will not waver. I'm ready to live another 100 years. We can live in heaven on earth if we will believe, and trust in God. I have dreams that have not been fulfilled yet. I will be patient while waiting on God to answer them. So my subject is the sun, and my title is “Let The Sun Light Up Your Life” I've been through many hard times in my life, but I have never felt like God had forsaken me. He will never leave nor forsake us as recorded in His Word.

If you come to see me you may not find my house spotless, or my hair fixed and make-up on, but you will find the redeemed soul that put those things second in my life when I met the Master. He does not want a lot of put on, but a faithful heart is all He asks. My first worry is to please Him. He lets me work at my own pace, and my own choosing. What more could we ask for? He did tell us to read our bibles and be lead by them, but not to put our trust in man. I have lived by this command every since He pardoned me. Of course if I know you are coming I will kill myself if necessary to clean, and prepare because I believe it shows respect to company, but I would rather you come to see me without having to make an appointment. Sometimes God leads people to go and visit someone without having to be invited. Jesus told Zacchaeus to come down from that tree because He was going to his house for tea. How would we feel if we were in Zacchaeus shoes? Again I say Jesus does not like put-on. He sees your heart twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. That is what we better keep clean. Let us use the strength and ability to keep our place in order, but never make people feel unwelcome if they stop by uninvited. Our Christian influence will is dead already if we are ever guilty of that. “Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and all these things will be added,”

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Beautiful Raindrops From God's Heaven"

Jean's Comment's: "Beautiful Raindrops From God's Heaven":                                   A lot of rain quick at my house. 8-23-2018 Perryton TX   I had barely gotten the steaks off the gril...

"Beautiful Raindrops From God's Heaven"

                                  A lot of rain quick at my house. 8-23-2018 Perryton TX
 
I had barely gotten the steaks off the grill yesterday when a down pour erupted, and put 3.2/10 inch of rain in the rain gauge. It had sprinkled a little a few minutes before giving the hot grill a cooling off, so I could put the cover back on. The grill sits out without anything to shield it from rain except the tarp I use to cover It. The rain was so appreciated, and I even enjoyed the steaks more. Chuck asked why I didn't cook more. I wish I had of, but it looked like I had plenty. They just lasted through one day after we had dinner last evening. I woke up last night at 2:30 in the morning, and was amazed at the beautiful large, bright moon just over my house. After so much rain I wasn't expecting to see a moon so soon. Today the sun has shown brightly all day. We still have a lot to be thankful for.

I doubt that a day ever passes but what I cry some. My mind just refuses to stay clear of all my friends, and family members who have been taken away from me. It usually doesn't last long, but the grief pains can be very loud for a few seconds. Some days my mind dwells all day long, and even into the night with sweet memories I have had with these precious loved ones. I don't know if that's good or bad, but I seem to bounce back even in a more positive way after my mentally visit with them. I've heard it said, and I believe it that one never appreciates their dear ones until after they are gone. We have just always taken them for granite, like we would always have them. Of course there is the thoughts that I wish I had shown more love and kindness to all of them. This is called, I believe, a judgment day that each one of us will have after life is over in this world. I pray every night that I will be a better person tomorrow, but that may not always happen. My best advise is be tough, and take life for whatever it hands you, but always remember God hears us every time we ask Him for peace. Without Him we would always fail.

I'm asking God to help me correct all my mistakes, even though I still don't know what I missed, and what I didn't. I try hard to make a good score, but I just can't be perfect. I don't think God will hold me over in the first grade, because He understands I am a little child, and children sometimes have to be given extra time to get it straight. My Heavenly Father would not have me ignorant all my life. He will spend extra time with me to avoid that. “Ask and ye shall receive.” In Jesus name the need is answered.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Cooked To A Perfection"

Jean's Comment's: "Cooked To A Perfection": Bacon wrapped charcoal grilled steaks at the Sharp's house tonight. 8-22-2018 Perryton, TX   It was time for a good old grilled s...

"Cooked To A Perfection"

Bacon wrapped charcoal grilled steaks at the Sharp's house tonight. 8-22-2018 Perryton, TX
 

It was time for a good old grilled steak. The thick, bacon wrapped sirloin steaks turned out delicious. I already ate one half of one just coming off the grill. It was very tender and juice. I will eat the other half later on this evening. Chuck went to Pampa today, and will probably be hungry when he gets home. I grilled several hamburger patties also for later on. I cooked them well so they are good and crispy and can be eaten alone. My diet calls for a lot of meat, but no bread. I've got it made now. Just cook more on the grill. And you certainly won't have to force water down. You can't seem to get enough water, and that is important with a low carb diet.


A friend called and asked me to go with her to a fellowship meal at one of the churches here. I'm sure glad I was grilling steaks at the time otherwise I would have gone and indulged in all kinds of good food including deserts. I have my desired weight at a perfect mark on the scales, but I do have to maintain it. I don't think an alcoholic, or a smoker, has any more trouble giving up their habit than I do giving up my good food. It's all bad for you if abused, I even lost my wardrobe for awhile. That's what really brought me to my senses. I have found it now, and I am excited about dressing up and going out. I never lose my shoes, boots, or purses. If I should gain up to 300 pounds I could still wear, and carry my collection of walkies, and pockies.


I'm not sure what I will do this week end. The Perryton celebration has been going on all week, but I haven't attended any of it yet, except the rodeo dance. I may go to the bar-b-q Saturday, but not excited about that. I don't like big crowds, or the hot weather we have to deal with in attending most of these events. I possibly am going to take in the entertainment provided at The Museum of The Plains. We can sit inside the large dinning room, and hear, and see the band through a wall of glass, and loud speakers. Food is available with home made ice cream that's out of this world. I haven't missed one of these events in years. But this year for some reason I'm not excited about going. The following week-end I will be joining two of my three sisters in Clinton for a couple of days. We always have boo coos of fun when we get together. I just need to keep my spirit up until the time for that needed get together comes. I haven't seen either of these sisters for over a year. We haven't gotten any younger, but maybe a little more senile. Like the diet it's time to get serious with my sisterly love. They help make my life worth living.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Jesus Prays In The Garden"

Jean's Comment's: "Jesus Prays In The Garden":    They are holding on for dear life even this late in the summer. 8-21-2018 Perryton, TX   I just came in from admiring my flowers. Am...

"Jesus Prays In The Garden"

   They are holding on for dear life even this late in the summer. 8-21-2018 Perryton, TX
 
I just came in from admiring my flowers. Amazing how lively some of them are looking even as late in the summer as it is. Insects are thick, and the grasshoppers are hopping everywhere. They don't seem to be bothering the flowers. I so hate to think about when those pretty flowers are all gone. I probably will be forced to start painting again. I certainly don't want to just fade away like the flowers. I am the flower that blooms the year round, although I don't have a pretty face like my pretty flowers in the yard. I just want to keep smiling, and try to help others to smile. No one likes half dead flowers in their view, although we will do all we can to make them live happy, and keep their last beauty as long as possible. Can we get a big smile from everyone?


I can compare my struggling flowers with our struggling free country. The country that was suppose to bloom the year round, is also dying by the day. Someone must have sprayed poison from a very big tank plane. It must have made thousands of swaths from coast to coast to have killed so much of our liberty and justice for all. All Americans must work hard and tirelessly to save the rest of the American beauty that's left. Our President can't do it all by himself. Our justice system has already died, but together we can revive it. We must never, never give up. Please don't try to kid me I know everyone of you are being threatened by this evil enemy in some way. It will get worse before it gets better. Only those who believe, and trust in God will be spared. In my own house, and my neighborhood I have seen this evil at work. I live in a small, peaceful, and Godly community, so think about it. How mush more are these evil demons at work in the larger communities? Who can dare say I am exaggerating? If anything it's much worse than I have described. Yet many of so-called Christians are refusing to admit their sin, and spread God's love one to another like never before. It will take a swat from God right in the behind to make people give in to changing their lives. Even a very hard swat will not change some, because they have hardened their heats to self righteousness, and have seared their conscience. How sad, but how true. God demands His children to live, and act like His Son Jesus taught them to. No where in the bible will you find where Jesus accepted the accuser's reason for condemning their dis liked person they brought before Him. The bible plainly says that he who says he is without sin is sinning already. Those who always seek vengeance is living in sin, and are without God's mercy. Can we all make an attempt to do better? I am trying every day.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Monday, August 20, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Peace Peace But There Is No Peace"

Jean's Comment's: "Peace Peace But There Is No Peace":                     A butterfly on a flower beside my bird feeder. 8-20-2018 Perryton, TX   A bird feeder, and a butterfly feeder in t...

"Peace Peace But There Is No Peace"

                    A butterfly on a flower beside my bird feeder. 8-20-2018 Perryton, TX
 
A bird feeder, and a butterfly feeder in the same picture make an unusual, interesting subject. It would have been nice if some birds would have been feeding, but
they had already eaten for the day. This late in the summer the weather is bringing in more butterflies, and all kinds of other insects, some of which I can't identify. I don't get close to them, because they look poisonous. The mosquito's have let up a lot, but the other insects are just as fearful, as they all are known to carry deadly diseases. Spiders are also showing up in my yard a lot more than normal. I have seen hardly any frogs this summer, and that is very unusual also. We have had a quite a lot of rain, but still no frogs. All and all it's just been an blah summer.

Speaking of fear, and caution about insects, I am seeing more and more fear from people living in America, of things much more harmful than insects. I am not sure just what it is, but I am very alarmed of how so many I have noticed lately are showing fear of something. In this day and time most everyone has an I phone or some kind of phone with a camera built into it. I have been a picture taker most of my life. My first camera was a Brownie I purchased when I was about 12 years old. It had to be loaded with film, and when the film was all taken up it had to be sent to a processing center. I have advanced from year to year with the latest technology in cameras. Until just recently I have never been questioned about my camera. I find that those who have suspicions of me are from a different race. I can understand that a little, but why every time I am seen with my camera in motion, would certain people want an explanation from me when I am not taking a picture of them? I mean I've been questioned even when it has not been in motion. In my own home by television installers, and in my long time neighborhood by a new neighbor just moving in. Both of a different race. I have been thinking about a quote I heard years ago from a Russian Leader. I looked it up on google to refresh my mind. I did not find the exact source of this quote, but several sources have published it also. Nikita Khrushchev. “Whether you like it or not, history is on our side, we will bury you.” Following that this same Russian Leader said this. “I once said, we will bury you, and I got into trouble with it. Of course we will not bury you with a shovel, your own working class will bury you.” Another quote that is famous, but I could not find who said it is this. I believe it was said by a Russian leader also. Not the exact quote, but almost. “We will not bury you by bombs nor guns, but by your own fear.” Our great American country is reeking with fear, I believe more so than most believe. I even feel threatened myself, just because I am a fighter for our country, and a strong believer of our Constitution. I honor my voter rights, and use them with every opportunity I get. We are in deep trouble with our free country, and I hope everyone will wake up to that fact.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp



Sunday, August 19, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "A Dancer Turned Spectator"

Jean's Comment's: "A Dancer Turned Spectator":           I showed up, but didn't show out. Not my kind of music. 8-19-2018 Perryton, TX   What can I say about the rodeo dance ...

"A Dancer Turned Spectator"

          I showed up, but didn't show out. Not my kind of music. 8-19-2018 Perryton, TX
 

What can I say about the rodeo dance I attended last night? I'm digging deep to find words worthy for a large, younger crowd of deeply enthusiastic performers. I had thought the band was going to be western, but seemingly they had not been informed of the difference between love, and kick butt music. I saw nothing on the dance floor but twist and turn, and push and shove. The music was bringing it on. And to no surprise, most of the dancers were in their prime age. It would have been a laughing show to have watched older people trying to keep up with the music. Several small children were there even toddlers. Fathers were dancing with their daughters hanging on their hips. Mothers had their little sons on the floor teaching them how to dance. But most of the time the floor was crowded with acrobatic performers. My mind wondered back to the time when I would have fit right into this crowd, but that has been a long time ago. I did not dance, but thoroughly enjoyed the show. My friend danced with her great granddaughter, who came and dragged her out on the floor. Two grandsons also danced with her. They danced her style, and it was nice. Needless to say the atmosphere was peaceful, and respect from all attendees was tops. It was after 1 o'clock when I got home. I slept sound the rest of the night, and will stay home the rest of the day. I have a lot of digesting to do before I order any more fun time.


We did have an inch and one-half of rain last night. We're so thankful for that. The constant lightening also was an added attraction to the show last night. The very large exposition building where the dance was held had wide, tall overhead doors opened wide. and the out door darkness was mostly light with the flashing lightening. No one cared about a tornado that might be brewing because they were having too much fun however, three policeman were on guard watching out for that. With no air condition in the building the cool rainy breeze made for a perfectly comfortable night.


I have tried to give my opinion of the latest western type dances however, I will have to admit it was designed for the younger westerners. Not many seniors stay up past 1 o'clock p. m. Since this rodeo dance was scheduled to begin after the rodeo was over, it made sense to see mostly a very young crowd. I do frequently attend a senior citizen's western dance, and the band is strictly western. By that I mean slower, softer, and easy to understand words that touch the heart. We seniors can twist and turn, but we like to do it gracefully. There is a time, and a place for everyone. I have learned that finally.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp
















Saturday, August 18, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Why Are Butterflies So Beautiful"

Jean's Comment's: "Why Are Butterflies So Beautiful": The butterflies finally came to visit me. This one gave me several different poses. 8-18-2018 Perryton, TX   Just when I thought the bu...

"Why Are Butterflies So Beautiful"

The butterflies finally came to visit me. This one gave me several different poses. 8-18-2018 Perryton, TX
  Just when I thought the butterflies weren't coming this summer a few are here showing off. I watched them for several minutes this afternoon before deciding to take some pictures, This one I posted gave me a choice of several different poses. A pretty yellow one was my second choice. I was sitting out letting my hair dry so I could hurry and get ready for the rodeo dance tonight. I will be wearing cowgirl cloths for the first time in many years, The Tony Lama boots are finally going to get some attention. They have been shelved in my closet for many years, I never thought I would wear them again, but I liked them so well I couldn't give them away. Amazing how new they still look. My husband always wore boots, so I bought this pair to wear when we went together to a western dance or rodeo. A friend invited me tonight to this dance so I am going to be brave and go. We are not attending the rodeo, just the dance. I have saved all my energy for tonight. I hope I will be fit to dance till midnight. The music has been highly praised with a band that plays a lot at large western dances. I am expecting to have a great time, and I surly need some fun at this time.


I have spent a lot of time on the phone today with family and friends. Everyone I talked with was excited with the good week they just had. That is the kind of visiting I enjoy. I always know that God has been answering prayer. It makes me want to dance in front of everyone, because the spirit of God is with me. I hope I don't decide to stay on the floor and dance after my partner sits down. Sometimes I'm a bit unpredictable. We have had a near death person to come home this week, after the doctors fought to keep her alive. It was suppose to be several weeks yet before she would be released from the hospital. That is something to dance about. Yet still several other prayers have been answered, and it is unbelievable all the things God has done for us this past two or three weeks. I have been on the pleading alter for so many of these special needs, and now I can dance to a happy tune. “All things work together for the good to them that love the Lord.” I love Him, and I know I must never be discouraged to the point of doubting. I believe this next week will be even more blessed than this past week. We are marching on to victory with God on our side. Never, never doubt Him.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Friday, August 17, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "A Fashion Lover Speaks Out"

Jean's Comment's: "A Fashion Lover Speaks Out":                  Next gala night out this will be my choice for dress. 8-17-2018perryton, TX I am ahead of time in selecting my at...

"A Fashion Lover Speaks Out"

                 Next gala night out this will be my choice for dress. 8-17-2018perryton, TX

I am ahead of time in selecting my attire for my next gala night out for excitement. The two black, gold-studded pieces were given to me by a friend who couldn't wear them, and I already had just the perfect gold sequin top with nothing to go with it. I also had the gold, high-top shoes that I love to wear. I'm now waiting for a chance to skin into this outfit, and show up, and show off. Miracles do still happen leaving me with the patience to wait. I tell myself there is nothing wrong about shinning once and awhile. Darkness is not always a good thing. It's time for me to shine. And after dieting for two weeks it's time for me to dine. Let me dress up quickly before I pre-dine, and can't shine. I love this life even with the pain and insane that goes with it.

If anyone sees a change in my writing style it's my computer, not me. I'm perfectly satisfied with my old style, but the computer is trying to make me change as you can see. I'm not smart enough to fight with it. I did nothing different, but the indention came anyway. Guess I need a few computer lessons, but no thank you. I'll quit writing when my last reader quits reading. As of now I am fully covered.

Now the keyboard is working properly, and I didn't change one thing. Isn't that just like life? One minute we are out of sorts the next minute we are working properly. I will keep the model I am and keep chugging along to the next repair shop. That's usually no further than my recliner. I feel like I am experiencing these difficulties because I am waiting upon the Lord. In His time everything will be perfect. Isaiah 40:31, But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. And I say, how long Lord must I wait? Then He saith, “until all prophesy be fulfilled.” I can take the knocks, and the shocks as long as I keep God in my daily prayers. His promises are for real. They are honey in our mouth, and peace in our hearts if only we keep chugging along. When we do get repaired we are good for another 100 thousand miles. I hope my children don't trade my old model off when I die. It may be worth a mint to them in the future. I would not take a million dollars for my dad, and mom's, old model, even though it's just a memory. The faith, and hard work they put into raising me is priceless. I would like to meet them again, but no one knows the full plan of God. It's for certain that it will be perfect peace, and happiness, and who could add to that?

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp













Thursday, August 16, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "My Creative Mind Is Blooming"

Jean's Comment's: "My Creative Mind Is Blooming": This large rock is a natural from the mountains of New Mexico. 500 pounds but no dimensions . 8-16-2018 Perryton, TX.   My son, Chuck,...

"My Creative Mind Is Blooming"

This large rock is a natural from the mountains of New Mexico. 500 pounds but no dimensions . 8-16-2018 Perryton, TX.
 
My son, Chuck, owns this huge rock delivered from the mountains of New Mexico to the state of north west Texas. It weighs approximately 500 pounds, and is probably thousands of years old. He has another one lying close to this one, but is not quite as big. I couldn't get both rocks in the picture without decreasing the size. The seller of these rocks was unable to deliver these two, so he stopped in the alley where Chuck lives and asked if he could leave them there. Chuck gladly accepted, but they are too heavy for him to move. I love these large stones, and would like to have them in my own yard. It would take a lift mounted to the bed of a truck to load, and unload them. I'm not sure I want them that bad. Both Chuck, and I, love the nature of God's creation. I have several rocks around my flower beds from different parts of the country, but none of that size. I will keep these in my mind for maybe further possibilities.


I'm not sure why, but for some reason I have had a good day. I spent 5 ½ hours at my son's house, and felt blessed to be with him that long. He has had a long siege of illness, but seems to be improving daily. He is the only close relative living near me. He has never had a family of his own, and most of his close friends live far away. I enjoy his company when he feels good. He is very knowledgeable on so many things. I depend on him a lot when I need to know something. I'm looking forward to helping fix his house up with paint, and some new furniture. He has finally decided that's what he wants, and except for our work involved there will be little expense. He has the funds saved for any needed improvements. He has great neighbors living on both sides of his place. I am thankful for that.


I too have wonderful neighbors, and should never think about changing our locations. If I ever have a need my good neighbor usually knows it before I do. He has done lots for me. I feel safe living next to this nice couple. There's no doubt but what God was looking out for me after my husband passed away. I have taken these nice people some of my special food, since I know what they like, several times. Most anytime I look out side if my neighbor isn't working, he is in the yard. His little dog, Molly, is always by his side. She loves me too, and literally shows it. This couple is in church every Sunday so I know they are teaching Molly about God. I can't remember ever hearing Molly bark. I suppose she can, but has been trained not to except if a prowler comes around. She minds better than most children. What a happy threesome they are.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp




Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "I'm Glad I Didn't Abort These Glories"

Jean's Comment's: "I'm Glad I Didn't Abort These Glories": Morning Glories are blooming crazy, Glad I didn't cut them down though,  8-15-2018 Perryton, TX   At the first sign of these mornin...

"I'm Glad I Didn't Abort These Glories"

Morning Glories are blooming crazy, Glad I didn't cut them down though,  8-15-2018 Perryton, TX
 
At the first sign of these morning glories coming through the ground I started cutting them down. If I don't cut them daily they take over my whole yard. I finally gave up on keeping them all cut, and I'm so glad I did. This morning these glories were blooming from every running vine. They only stay open a short time during the day, but while they are open they spread a lot of joy. I might turn all my fence line over to them next spring. All three sides of my fence may be solid morning glories next year. I won't allow them to grow mixed in with my other flowers. What a challenge I may be deciding.


This day has passed fast. I have accomplished very little, and I have so much that needs to be done. I am making plans to be gone from home a few days later on this month. I don't enjoy packing, and traveling as much as I used to, but I enjoy the time away even more. I will be spending time with two of my sisters whom I haven't seen for over a year. These are the best times of my life. I will be free to stay as long as I wish, and who knows how long that will be. I hope to bring back some extra enthusiasm as I have been needing some for awhile now. I have no place in my life for boredom, and I have been fighting that demon for quite some time. I'm trying hard to lock him out. He has pretty well convinced me that staying home, and sitting in my recliner is a good thing. I am retired, and I need to take it easy, he tells me. I am sorry, but that is no fun, and my party life isn't over yet. I am in no hurry to end it either. When I decide to be gone a few days it's a lot easier for me to get my house cleaned up, otherwise I just keep resting.

I don't like the long nights in bed with just a little sleep. When these happen I usually get up before 6 o'clock. The days can be very long, and without any accomplishments when I am forced to do this. I start planning on a get-a-way immediately. At least I know when it's time to go, and when it's time to come home and start my dream world again. My prayer life is not a dream. It's real, and I get to talk to Jesus every night by my bedside. He hears, understands, answers, and gives me peace through the night. I may not sleep all night, but I still have peace. The rest of what I do is up to me. You may not see my friend, and think I'm all alone, but that is never the case. I am never alone. “What a friend we have in Jesus.”


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp




Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Beauty Comes From God Not Man"

Jean's Comment's: "Beauty Comes From God Not Man":                      Multi color roses are interesting to the eye. 8-14-2018 Perryton, TX   I have several rose bushes that bear multi-...

"Beauty Comes From God Not Man"

                     Multi color roses are interesting to the eye. 8-14-2018 Perryton, TX
 
I have several rose bushes that bear multi-color roses. The one I have posted is made up of white, light pink, dark pink, and almost a touch of red. I believe in the animal world of dogs these roses would be called mutts. But they are still very beautiful. I also have a mixed tone of yellows that are gorgeous. I love all my roses be they pure bred, or mixed breed. I also see this in the human race. Every human is created by God, and only He can make them beautiful. It is not the color, sex, nor size that makes the Master's bouquet beautiful, It's the perfection of the arrangement. A rose bouquet that has lost some of it's pedals is not fit to be set on the King's table. Considering we are a rose and want to be chosen as a center piece on the Kings table, we must be of strong character, without jealousy of the other roses. We must take care not to lose a pedal. We must stay lively even when the water is low on our stem. I have noticed some roses stay livelier than others even when the water is at full capacity. Maybe the florist was not able to get the best, well groomed roses, and had to substitute with next-beat. The moral of this story is if we don't have the best character, the perfect amount of pedals, the ability to stay lively in low water, we may not be fit for the King's arrangement, but He may use us at the guest's table. Everyone has a place in the good life God made for us, but we must not abuse that place by refusing to accept the natural beauty of our heritage.


The bible teaches us that beauty comes from the heart. No matter how much we may try to make this body look better, or how much we may try to dramatize to be more noticeable, if the heart is not beautiful then neither will the body be. The heart is made beautiful by giving it wholly to God. No other way can this be possible but to admit that we are as low as the dirt on the ground, and ask God to make us whole. If we ever decide to take our heart back from God, then we will become ten times uglier. While God is all about love, He is not all gullible. He is a jealous God, and will not allow no other God but Him. He is a just God, and will not judge unfairly. He tells us in his Word that all are equal, and no one can be wise but by His (God's) own delivery. A quote from God that I have always remembered is this, “if anyone lack wisdom let him ask of God.” James 1:5. Ask, trust, and deliver, and faith will increase daily.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Monday, August 13, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "The Blessed Grafted Part Of Israel"

Jean's Comment's: "The Blessed Grafted Part Of Israel":                                 I left my table to take this picture. 8-13-2018 Perryton, TX    I ended my week with a nice time of visi...

"The Blessed Grafted Part Of Israel"

                                I left my table to take this picture. 8-13-2018 Perryton, TX
   I ended my week with a nice time of visiting with Christian brothers and sisters at a Sunday evening church cook-out. The picture I have posted is where I sat with amazing people who tops the list of “God's best.” My chair is empty because I got up to take the picture. In addition to the burgers, winners, and all the other things that could possible be placed on the long serving table, another table of several freezers of home-made ice cream was tempting us every minute we were eating burgers. What a great feast it was. It was truly a harmonious, joyful, and up-lifting time for all. A good crowd was present, and I'm sure the younger generation was inspired by being there. They took part, which is unusual, in keeping the ice cream dishes filled for people. Can we always have faith to keep this bit of heaven in our country?

The fight between good, and evil, is intensifying by the day. As I continue reading daily in the book of Isaiah, this prophet is declaring that God will protect the house of Jacob, and will yet choose Israel to be the Divine people over all. My understanding of this prophesy is after Babylon, (all the Muslin countries,) over powered Israel and bound them to death and suffering for many years, Israel would return to their own, God given, land. That has happened, but peace has never been theirs. The next promise from God is they, Israel, the house of Jacob, will be saved in the end from all pain and suffering, and made to rule the whole earth. I understand that the fight will get so bad till God will finally, out of a serpent's root will come forth a cockatrice, and his fruit shall be a fiery flying serpent. Fires keep growing and spreading faster every day, and it's very possible from the root of that serpent Isaiah is speaking of. He also speaks of smoke coming from the north and none shall be alone in his appointed times. Isaiah ch.14:32. What shall one then answer the messengers of the nations? That the Lord hath founded Zion, and the poor of His people shall trust in Him. How much worse can it get before God takes over and wins this evil war brought on by Satan? The House of Jacob will stand, and all who are against Israel will be tromped underfoot on top of the mountains. Isaiah 14: 25. How many of us are on Israel's side? I dare say they are still a minority, but will be the reclaimed, chosen, anointed people of the Creator of all. God has reserved a way for them, and we best not question, but fight for the state of Israel. Christians are the grafted part of this beloved Jewish people. I am on their side, and I will not be swayed into believing anything other.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Sunday, August 12, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Grilled Anger For Satan"

Jean's Comment's: "Grilled Anger For Satan":                                             Grilled anger for Satan. 8-12-2018 Perryton, TX   I'm getting ready to take in a hambu...

"Grilled Anger For Satan"

                                            Grilled anger for Satan. 8-12-2018 Perryton, TX
 

I'm getting ready to take in a hamburger cook-out at church in a little while. The Sunday dinner was replaced today with this cook-out. It's just a one time thing before summer ends. This will be a fun time, and a chance to visit much longer than the dinner thing. It will also be nice to spend time with people rather than staying home all evening and night by yourself. I do not enjoy the week-ends if I have no where to go. Week days I am usually busy, and the time passes fast. We had a nice service this morning, and I had a chance to try out my new hearing aids. I am not satisfied with them just yet, but I believe I will be in time. I am so blessed to have a nice church with so many nice people who make you feel so important. It is not perfect, but the most perfect one I've found yet. I am one of the less perfect ones that go there. How lucky I am.


I can truly say that my faith has been tested lately more than ever before. I'm trying to believe it's my age, but my past experience with God answering so many prayers for me should make my faith stronger each day. I am positive that everyone has more to worry about these days than ever before, because it's plain to see that our great country is in deep trouble. To those who read their bibles daily there is no doubt but what it is going to get worse. More and more people of little faith are going to be fooled into joining forces with Satan, and that makes it much harder for the seasoned Christians to stay strong, and try to understand. Anger at this kind of ignorance is the hardest to control. Did not God give us a certain amount of temper to use as necessary when the enemy refuses to leave our camp? When do we go from patience to anger when we clearly see the tricks of Satan capturing our young, and making them into his slaves? Little children being ripped up from their happy home, and left to cry all through the night. Whatever it takes for me to preach the gospel to these kidnapped parents, I will do in the name of Jesus. They cannot call me bad enough names to make me duck my tail and run. My life is not more important than those innocent, precious, little children. But how can I preach to the ignorant without getting angry? They chose to follow Satan, and would not listen to the loving voice of God before they made their choice. For the sake of the wounded little children I will pray daily for whatever tool I need to help them. It it's taking the memory of their stupid parents completely away from them, “please do it God. Give them a chance to live without tears every day of their life.”


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp



Saturday, August 11, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Don't Waste The Water"

Jean's Comment's: "Don't Waste The Water":                         Part of what makes my day endurable. 8-11-2018 Perryton, TX   I wasn't tricked into believing that the few ...

"Don't Waste The Water"

                        Part of what makes my day endurable. 8-11-2018 Perryton, TX
 
I wasn't tricked into believing that the few drops of rain we got late yesterday evening was just to stop me from watering. Several hours after I stopped watering we got a half of inch of rain. Everything looks so fresh this morning. I posted my little spot of interest that gives me pleasure to sit by every time I go to my backyard. The little strawberry patch is fenced in to keep the rabbits from eating the berries. The tall asparagus patch has supplied it's generous amount of delicious sprouts for the year. But it likes to be let alone till frost kills it. By then it is usually about 15 feet tall. The flowers bloom all summer, and keep me smiling. The rain was ever so welcome.


I have spent several hours this morning talking on the phone to friends and relatives. I am so thankful for cell phones we now have that let you talk long distance for a small amount of cost. I can stay close to my family even though we live several hundred miles apart. I can't imagine what else could be added to our modern life style that would make it more convenient. My son has a gadget in his dinning room that he tells when, and where he wants a certain light turned on. It also will make it bright, dim, or turn it off. He doesn't even have to get up from his recliner to talk to the gadget. I sometimes feel spooked while staying at his house. If I had every modern gadget on the market I would not be able to use them. The skill of installing, and operating them is just below a doctorate degree. Many of us have been left behind to slowly move on with the obsolete tech that our younger generation never learned to use, and are not interested in learning. I trust God each day to let me trust the unfamiliar technology that is being used on us daily. It's all in the name of trust, and obey. What a difference it makes when we surrender it all to God.


And what a difference it makes when we talk to family, and friends about our stupidity. When we learn from them that they too are as perplexed as we about the same issues. However, there are some who would like to make you believe they invented all the latest technology, and need no help in learning it. Bless their stupid hearts. They are absolutely no fun to talk to, or no help to make peace for a troubled heart. Which is worse that type of person or the ones who really want to encourage, but do not have the brains to deliver the words? I almost believe the brain level is about the same. Both types are to be pitied, and I love them for who they are. We could not live without a balanced group of family, and friends. God made us all.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Friday, August 10, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Let Me Touch You Dear Ones"

Jean's Comment's: "Let Me Touch You Dear Ones":              May I hold you sweet babies? I love your big smile. 8-10-2018 Perryton, TX I am smiling today as big as these two roses. I ...

"Let Me Touch You Dear Ones"

             May I hold you sweet babies? I love your big smile. 8-10-2018 Perryton, TX
I am smiling today as big as these two roses. I am wearing my new hearing aids, and I feel like I'm in a new world. This is my second pair. The first I couldn't wear, but these are working out fine. I am told they will get better the longer I wear them. Nothing could have made me happier. Now the ladies around my table can't say bad things about me or I will hear them. I do love, and appreciate my table partners very much. Couldn't ask for any better friends. They never once ordered me to get hearing aids like several others did. I'm happy to report that there are still nice people left in the world.


I have no plans for the week-end, but I'm ready to go any time someone asks me. I think I might could even spread a little sunshine, now that it's sprinkling rain. I hope those few drops I felt while I was watering the flowers were not just trying to make me stop. That's exactly what they did, but unless they start up again the rain is over. Mother Nature is hard to understand most of the time, but she is not to be questioned. I love her, and her ways forever. The fires that are furiously spreading in California are an act of Mother Nature no matter who struck the match. Why it's happening, no one knows, but many are guessing. I expect this destructive force to continue for years to come. I pray many will get the message and leave that place.


I am proud to tell you that I finally got a personally signed letter of appreciation from President Trump yesterday. I had written a poem in his honor about six months ago, and sent it to him with a request that he sign the registered letter to get it. I got the poof shortly after mailing the letter, but it wasn't until yesterday that I got the nice thank you from him. I will put this nice prized letter in my collection of at least two other Presidents who acknowledged my support of them, and sent back personal, signed letters of appreciation. The poem I sent President Reagan was published in the Perryton Herald along with the letter he sent to me. I know, and God knows that I am doing all I can to help our leaders fight the evil, wicked, mockers of God who despise the Almighty Power that controls their ego. I have to feel sorry for the people who have let stupidity take control of their lives. I cannot believe it was out of innocence, but purely out of desire for power, and proof that they were more important than God. How foolish can anyone get? Most of them don't believe that Satan was one of their kind, and got kicked out of heaven. They are soon to find out. We the believers of Jesus Christ will be more than conquers over sin, and death.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Thursday, August 9, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Beef Catle Not Milk Cows"

Jean's Comment's: "Beef Catle Not Milk Cows": Three of the hundreds of cattle I eyed last week while driving back home from a week-end trip to Oklahoma. 8-9-2018Pperryton. TX   Me...

"Beef Catle Not Milk Cows"

Three of the hundreds of cattle I eyed last week while driving back home from a week-end trip to Oklahoma. 8-9-2018Pperryton. TX
 

Mentally I am still seeing the thousands of acres of green grass all over the country side as I made the drive home last week. Hundreds of fat cattle of all color and sizes were still eating even though their sides were sticking out. Most of what I noticed to be the best cattle, and pasture was within our county of Ochiltree. I believe wind mills are still pumping water for most of the cattle. The picture I have posted is a close-up but I took some pictures of cattle herds that were too far away to tell what they were. I knew they would appear to be specks in the picture, but I was amazed at the great number all grazing side by side.


I was raised on a farm and we always had cattle to take care of. I think that is why I get so much pleasure from seeing fat cattle with their heads down mowing away on the grass. We raised a lot of the feed we gave our cattle because the pasture was not sufficient. As a child I used to like to watch the cattle when they came to the barnyard at night to chew their cud. I asked my dad why the cows were chewing when they were not eating. That is when I learned that the cattle don't chew their food while eating. They swallowed it then belch it up later and chew it. We had several milk cows that would stand still while being milked, as they chewed their cud. After the milking was finished we took the milk to the smoke house where the separator was housed, and separated the cream from the milk. The thick yellow cream came out a long spout while the milk came out another spout. The cream-less milk was fed to the pigs, and the cream was poured in large cream cans and taken to the creamery to sell. The check my dad got from it went a long way in buying groceries for the family. We also raised our meat, pork, chicken, and fish from the creek we lived by. There were some good fishing holes on it. We also sold eggs from the hens. That may sound ancient to some of you now, but actually it was just about seventy years ago. I love to recall my childhood days, and miss mom, and dad, so much. Also all three of my loving brothers. The four of us girls are still living. However, we live apart, and don't get to see each other very often. The old saying is so true, “You can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the boy.” That goes for girls also. Of course I appreciate all the modern conveniences. Especially the micro wave, and computer, cell phone, and inside toilet and bathroom. I cannot believe how far we have moved away from my younger days, but I feel blessed to have had such a good childhood.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Beauty In A mess Of No Good Vines"

Jean's Comment's: "Beauty In A mess Of No Good Vines": Caught part of the morning glories awake this morning before they went to sleep. 8-8-2018 Perryton, TX   Some flowers are night beautie...

"Beauty In A mess Of No Good Vines"

Caught part of the morning glories awake this morning before they went to sleep. 8-8-2018 Perryton, TX
 
Some flowers are night beauties. These morning glories stay awake all night, but sleep during the day. I caught a few this morning before they closed their eyes. I wonder why they like to hide their faces. For years I have tried to get rid of these “ever so spreading vines.” but they always manage to come back in another place. The struggle has ended, and I will let them do their thing. However, I will still try to keep them manageable and not let them take completely over.

Comparing some people to the morning glories I can see why some would want to keep their faces hide from other beautifully blooming flowers. They let their minds dwell on vulgar, and non-profitable things that turns them off to other well behaved flowers that flourish with real beauty. The morning glory vines will not stop showing off their ability to demonize the contented group that just wants to be fulfilling their purpose in life. Love, and respect, to those who enjoy caring for them. Beauty, and ability, can be wasted on disgraceful flowers, both male, and female, who refuse to stay in their natural bed of decency. A cast-away with regret is often the case for the would be lover of such ugly, dying flower. I want to keep all of my flowers, even the non-controllable morning glory, but they can never be equal to the love of the thriving beauty of the well-balanced, growing desire as intended to be.

I am controlling my own desire today of going to the Senior Citizen's Center and eating the delicious food. My weight was beginning to get out of control, and I cannot allow that to happen. My health depends upon it. I don't want to die from causes that I could have prevented from happening. We all have choices in life, and I hope I can always think seriously before making mine. I know how to disciple myself as well as disciplining others. My self disciple comes first. After my punishment I can feel free to let go a bit. That is always an awarding experience I love. Eat, drink, and be merry, now that you have paid for your mistake. Just don't get too tangled up again with the controlling vines in life. I never want to sleep days and stay awake at night. I must stay alert to the President's needs. Oh yes! I do feel involved in helping to make America great again, and I hope you do also. We all have a God given duty to pursue that task. We are God's hands, and feet. He uses us to help win the evil war that has always existed. We all know how to say yeah, nay, amen, and God bless you. Use these words every day as they come from your heart. You never know how much you may have helped, and it doesn't matter. We have used our ammunition for the day. That's all that we are required to do.


God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Jean's Comment's: "Nature Made My Fence Holy"

Jean's Comment's: "Nature Made My Fence Holy":                   A Holy background for my flowers. 6-7-2018 Perryton, TX After several years of knotty fence it has now become Hol...

"Nature Made My Fence Holy"

                  A Holy background for my flowers. 6-7-2018 Perryton, TX

After several years of knotty fence it has now become Holy. Yes, the flowers don't know how blessed they are to have a Holy fence to protect them. The holes in this fence could be mistaken for flowers, but the knots have fallen out, and now my fence is Holy. Thank you Lord for age that makes us look more Holy everyday. We no longer have a sexy body to show off, or a two-step thriller. Our eyes don't sparkle any more, and the bald keeps showing up on our heads. Our skin is allowing wrinkles to pop out, and our minds changes from day to day. I don't want to be replaced with a new body because like the fence now a days, I would look strange, and lose my Holy appearance. There are face lifts, wigs, implanted eyebrows, padded bras, and buttocks, but I would be living a false image if I traded my Holy body for a new formed one. Like the fence I will keep letting the knots fall out, and let my Master keep me standing. I can't tell you how many times I have taken the hammer, and nails and repaired my fence. My Father keeps me repaired in the same manner. Anything with an antique look is admired by the young, and the old. I love to remember my childhood days, and the romantic way my boy friend stole my heart. I wish I still had him, but his body took a lot more muscle wrenching than mine. He finally became irreparable. In one more year I will be the age he was when God said it's time to come home. I thank God for the many good years He let us spend together.

If I still seem like a mystery person to you I am sorry. I am a mystery to myself. I have tried with my blogs to show you who I am, but I feel like a failure in doing so. Maybe it's suppose to be that way, with only God knowing who we are, and what makes us unique. I try to label everyone as such. In doing so we cannot tell people how to live, but where do you draw the line in telling people about Jesus, and your understanding of what He told His believers to do? There has to be some kind of mystery connected here. Jesus showed anger more than once in His life time on earth, but He was also the perfect One without sin. I take His anger as knowledge to those of us who might be guilty of doing the same things Jesus rebuked others for. He is also the stated example of how others should follow. Nothing less than sincere prayer to Jesus for wisdom to know what to do in times of wonder can ever keep us anyway near Holy. I will repeat the words again that God gave me when I asked Him one time to help me. “TRUST ME,TRUST ME” That's all we need to do. But of course we have to make choices or we wouldn't be alive. I believe God meant to always trust Him with every decision we make. Today, tomorrow, and forever.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp