Growing Up Wallace,Memories of the way we were- and anything else that crosses my mind.

Thursday, December 6, 2018

Finding Christmas Joy

Christmas has always been my favorite time of the year. As the clock strikes the midnight hour on December 25th, I start counting down the days until the next Christmas. Yes, I am a Christmas guy. I love it all, the movies, the trees, the lights, the displays, and the spirit of human kindness that temporarily shows here at this time of year.

Is the real beauty of the season in the tinsel and the blinking lights, or is the real beauty in the stark reality of human frailty versus the strength and the loving compassion of the babe in the manger, who is now the living Savior of the world, and the King of Kings and Lord of Lords?

I desired this Christmas to be full of laughter, joy, cookies, and Christmas love, but life had a different plan Last Thursday night about 11 PM, the phone rang, and that is never a good sign that time of night. WIth a feeling of doom I looked down at the incoming number, and sure enough, I knew some time of bad news was coming.

My sister-in-law's voice sounded shaky, and I braced for the worst. No, my big brother was not dead, but he was in bad shape, He has been in ill health off and on for about 5 years, But what she was about to tell me sent shock waves through me. He has sepsis in his right foot,  gangrene has set in and
it was in his blood system and the leg would have to be amputated!
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The surgery was yesterday, and I am still shaking. My brother, my childhood idol, is lying in an Oklahoma City hospital minus his right leg from the calf on down. I tear up when I think of it. The athlete that he was at one time flashes through my head, and I weep. He is fighting for his life because the gangrene is in his bloodstream, and I pray and pray and pray for him. I don't know if God is going to take him or heal him, but I do know that I am finding my Christmas in the arms of Christ. He alone can get me through this.

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
2 Corinthians 12:9-KJV





Friday, November 30, 2018

Only Racsits see Racism in Everytihng.

https://www.foxnews.com/entertainment/liberal-outlet-mocked-for-saying-classic-rudolph-the-red-nosed-reindeer-is-sexist-and-bigoted

They also claim that Rudolph is racist. Those who think that must be racist to see racism in everything. Liberals will not be happy until they destroy all of our culture.

 
"Yearly reminder that #Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer is a parable on racism & homophobia w/Santa as a bigoted exploitative prick."
— Comment highlighted by HuffPos

The war against Christmas continues.

Thursday, November 22, 2018

President Washington's Thanksgiviong Proclamation-1789

By the President of the United States of America. a Proclamation.
Whereas it is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favor—and whereas both Houses of Congress have by their joint Committee requested me “to recommend to the People of the United States a day of public thanksgiving and prayer to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many signal favors of Almighty God especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness.”
Now therefore I do recommend and assign Thursday the 26th day of November next to be devoted by the People of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being, who is the beneficent Author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be—That we may then all unite in rendering unto him our sincere and humble thanks—for his kind care and protection of the People of this Country previous to their becoming a Nation—for the signal and manifold mercies, and the favorable interpositions of his Providence which we experienced in the course and conclusion of the late war—for the great degree of tranquillity, union, and plenty, which we have since enjoyed—for the peaceable and rational manner, in which we have been enabled to establish constitutions of government for our safety and happiness, and particularly the national One now lately instituted—for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed; and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge; and in general for all the great and various favors which he hath been pleased to confer upon us.
and also that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations and beseech him to pardon our national and other transgressions—to enable us all, whether in public or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually—to render our national government a blessing to all the people, by constantly being a Government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed—to protect and guide all Sovereigns and Nations (especially such as have shewn kindness unto us) and to bless them with good government, peace, and concord—To promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the encrease of science among them and us—and generally to grant unto all Mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as he alone knows to be best.
Given under my hand at the City of New-York the third day of October in the year of our Lord 1789.
Go: Washington

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

The Providence Hospital And a Thanksgiving Memory For Me.

The Providence Hospital, erected in 1891 and demolished in 1968 sat on the hill overlooking the east end of Wallace. The grounds were impeccably maintained, and elk and bears were often visitors to the grounds. I best remember this hospital from having my tonsils out during the Thanksgiving weekend of my first-grade year. OK, no big deal, right? Well, if one was not Catholic, quite frankly, this hospital was more than a little frightening with the statues and the Sisters in full habit.

So, here is the story. I got an infection after the surgery and became somewhat delusional. Please remember that I was only 6 years old. So, I come to after the surgery, and low and behold, standing right in front of me was a figure dressed in black in what looked like a flowing robe, Well, I thought for sure that I had died and gone to hell. (;) Thank goodness the "figure" turned out to be one of the Sisters and not the angel of death.

It is too bad the Providence was torn down, It was an integral part of the history of Wallace. Man, I miss the old Wallace.

Saturday, November 17, 2018

Series Update

I decided to hold back my series until I have written more segments and publish them all at once.

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Day After Thoiught

Here are my directions: Pray much for others; plead for God’s mercy upon them; give thanks for all he is going to do for them. Pray in this way for kings and all others who are in authority over us, or are in places of high responsibility, so that we can live in peace and quietness, spending our time in godly living and thinking much about the Lord.
1 Timothy 2:1-2 TLB

Sunday, November 4, 2018

The Great Pumpkin-Bah Humbug-2018

Here is the basic wrap up for October.
1. I got another year older (Well, actually only another 31days older)
2. My grandson in Albuquerque turned 7-and reads at a -drum roll-----3rd grade level and he is only in the first grade.
3. Lucy pulled the football on Charlie Brown again.
4. Charlie Brown got rocks again in his trick or treat bag.
5. The Great Pumpkin once again left little Linus empty handed, but he still believed.
6. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

On to November.

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Tuesday's Truth

For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:
Not of works, lest any man should boast.Ephesians 2:8-9 KJV

Friday, October 26, 2018

Monday Politics

Are there any adults left in the media or the political arena? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Wallace Historicl Events This Day in History

I was born on this day-need I say more?October 16,1951. Wow, I am historic.