Jean's Comment's: "A Promise And A Bit Of Good Luck For Fun"

Jean's Comment's: "A Promise And A Bit Of Good Luck For Fun": Almost looks like  great fire in the sky. Oh! what the sun and clouds can do to the imagination. 12-31-2015 Perryton, Texas. There is ne...

"A Promise And A Bit Of Good Luck For Fun"

Almost looks like  great fire in the sky. Oh! what the sun and clouds can do to the imagination. 12-31-2015 Perryton, Texas.


There is never a dull moment in the sky. Every time I look up I can see something of interest. Each and every second something changes up there. It is the same way in life. From one minute until the next, one never knows what is going to happen. It could be bad, or it could be good. The only thing that never changes is God’s big hand. There is a verse of a song that says, hold onto God’s unchanging hand. If I ever let go that is the last of me. There are too many bad wolves waiting to grab me and shred me to pieces. When it gets dark at my house I lock up all the doors and stay inside. I believe God has taught us to be responsible for staying safe to the best of our ability. It is after we have done the wise things He has taught us that He pulls us out of trouble when we become entangled. I long for the day when all is peace and joy with no more troubles to bear. Until then I will keep on singing His praises all the day and night long. I must have learned thousands of songs while growing up, because it seems like every night a different old hymnal starts going through my mind. I sing myself to sleep almost every night. I harbour so many precious memories of being in different churches with several members of my family while growing up. Those memories are a continuous blessing to me.

I am sitting here tonight two hours before the new year arrives listening to fire works. Different people celebrate the new year differently. If Rick had been able we would be at church having fellowship with fellow members while waiting to enjoy black-eyed peas and cornbread at midnight. Rick is lying down, but says he wants to stay awake until after midnight. He still has a certain amount of child left in him. I am glad for that. I am so happy when he is happy, just as I am when all of my children and grandchildren are happy. I have sailed through most of this old year, but a few storms I did encounter which I had to push though. I am trusting that the new year will be calm and peaceful all the way. I feel peace already. “Happy are those who trust in the Lord for their strength shall be renewed. They shall mount up as eagles. They shall run and not grow weary, they shall walk and not faint.” Join with me and stand upon this promise the whole year long.

I will now close and put the black-eyed peas in a bowl to soak. There were no fresh ones at the store today, and Chuck insists on non-pre-cooked peas. I will put the bacon pieces in to cook with them.

Good night and happy new year everyone.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Jean's Comment's: "Amazing Grace Is With Me"

Jean's Comment's: "Amazing Grace Is With Me": Myrtle Jean Sharp self portrait. Hanging with 8 other portraits at Perryton Senior Center, Perryton, Texas. 12-30-2015 Perryton, Texas. ...

"Amazing Grace Is With Me"

Myrtle Jean Sharp self portrait. Hanging with 8 other portraits at Perryton Senior Center, Perryton, Texas. 12-30-2015 Perryton, Texas.


Things are beginning to look normal again around here, praise the Lord! Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and then a new year will begin. I can’t begin to remember all my blessings in 2015, but I can say it was a bitter-sweet year. I started this past year off with great anticipation of finishing several paintings before the year ended. I was able to complete 15, but the past three months have been filled with caring for my son, Rick. He had a very bad health issue to happen unexpectedly, and I was totality committed to being there for him. He is now at home and seemingly doing very well. This is after the doctor had given up on him, and told me to take him home. His 165 pound, 6’1” body was down to 135. He hadn’t eaten in weeks, and he had no I V’s going. The case manager had not been able to find a place to put him so I brought him home. The same day we got home he begin to start improving. The first few days were hard for me without anyone to help except my other son Chuck, who did come and help me get him in the house, and any other things he could do to make things easier. But there wasn’t any home health nurses assigned as yet since it was the Christmas holidays. Amazingly Rick woke up and begin to help me a lot. The only explanation I have is that God was not ready for him yet. That made me very happy, but almost unbelieving. So now we are trying to think positive about the future, and I plan to resume my painting soon. Rick has also mentioned several things he plans to do when he gets a little stronger. We want to think everyone again who helped us through such a trying time. May God bless you all greatly.

I will remove all the Christmas decorations tomorrow, and try to make the house look like a home again instead of a hospital. Walkers, wheel chairs, potty chairs, and bags and bags of stuff the four hospitals sent home with us all have to go. Although I am thankful for all the needed equipment that was provided for us. After staying in motel rooms for nearly a month, it seems so wonderful to be at home. I don’t think I realized how much my home really meant to me. Nothing can take the place of ones home sweet home.

I wish everyone a Happy New Year. In spite of all the bad news we hear each day, I pray we can keep our spirits up while trusting in our God to take care of us. He has just proven Himself to our family again, and I know He will continue to do so. We must not give up no matter how rough the way may become. There will always be peace ahead.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Jean's Comment's: "Not A Clean Delivery Room"

Jean's Comment's: "Not A Clean Delivery Room": Christmas day eve at the Sharp's house. Sun is sinking, but not before we enjoyed a beautiful day. 12-25-2015 Perryton, Texas. Mary ...

"Not A Clean Delivery Room"

Christmas day eve at the Sharp's house. Sun is sinking, but not before we enjoyed a beautiful day. 12-25-2015 Perryton, Texas.


Mary has now been delivered from our Lord and savior. It was a terrible night for her, but the angel didn’t fail to comfort, and heal her pain of the greatest degree. Lying on straw in the stock stable on a cold winter night, she gave birth to the son the angel had told her would happen. I wonder if ever she doubted that she may have been wrong about believing the angel spoke to her nine months earlier telling her she was going to have a baby boy whose name would be Jesus. Who, besides Mary could ever kept their faith when the worst of worst overtook them at the time of delivery? No room in the Inn, they were told, leaving them with no other choice but to seek refuge in the stable. No doctor, no nurse, no sedative, or no cloths for a new born baby. This was the Savior of the world? What a test God must have put Mary through. Not only at the time of Jesus’ birth, but all through his life. I feel as though my faith would have faded long before maturity.

I truly believe many are given a promise today, just like Mary, although not of the same magnitude, but because of ones own ideal of how it should happen, it never happens. I could almost say I believe that every Christian is given this type of promise sometime in their life. The faith just does not hold fast until the maturity date. Too often people let negative remarks rob them of their, would be, victory. Mary stood almost alone during her nine months of puzzled reality, yet she kept her faith in God, and took whatever He offered her to bear the hard fact of childbirth.

I cannot look for only rosy paths as I travel this long hard journey. I must follow the path my God has chosen for me. There are those who will mock, and call us names when we refuse to go another way, but like Mary if I have to be detoured to a remote area of the hardest of hardship, I pray I will be willing and obedient. That’s how much I want to please my Lord. And just like Mary, I cannot explain why I must endure such devastating pain, and be deprived of much self-desire, but I know I will understand by-and-by.

Our Christmas was merry in spite of much hardship with caring for my son. I am looking forward to a better time ahead, but in the meantime I want to be faithful to God’s children He gave me to bare and nourish until their death or mine, which ever comes first. I received several nice calls from family and friends. We had wonderful gifts of candy, fruit, cookies, cheese balls, crackers. Chips, and all sorts of other goodies, delivered to our door. It was a quite, but enjoyable day for Rick, Chuck, and myself. Thanks to everyone who thought and shared your love with us.

God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp

Jean's Comment's: "Jesus Forever Lives"

Jean's Comment's: "Jesus Forever Lives": Black and white Christmas Eve. Faith is brighter than darkness. 12-24-2015 Perryton, Texas. How good it is to be at home this Christmas ...