Ms Alberta's Birthday

Today is August 1, 2016.

If she were still alive on this earth, Ms. Alberta would be celebrating her ninetieth birthday.

Happy Birthday in heaven, Mother. I miss you still but I know we will meet again when Christ returns. I love you.

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Quote from Stairway to Heaven

Death changes everything

Time changes nothing……

I still miss the sound of your voice,

The wisdom in your advice,

The stories of your life,

And just being in your presence.

So, no, time changes nothing

I miss you as much today

As I did the day you died.

I just miss you.

Quote from Heir of Hope: Return to Ironwood Plantation (Ironwood Plantation Family Saga Book 2) by Stephenia H. McGee

Quote from Heir of Hope: Return to Ironwood Plantation (Ironwood Plantation Family Saga Book 2) by Stephenia H. McGee

"Forgiveness doesn't mean what they did is okay. It doesn't mean everything is magically better. It doesn't even mean you have to restore a relationship with that person or trust them again. 

Forgiveness simply means you let go of the burden that drags you down. It gives you peace."

From the Song NOW THE DAY IS OVER by Sabine Baring-Gould 1865

Now the day is over,
Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky.

Jesus, give the weary
Calm and sweet repose;
With Thy tenderest blessing
May mine eyelids close.

When the morning wakens,
Then may I arise
Pure, and fresh, and sinless
In Thy holy eyes.

Glory to the Father,
Glory to the Son,
And to Thee, blest Spirit,
While all ages run.

Thoughts by Alberta Anne

Happy Anniversary to _______.

Anniversaries are often talked about and mentioned on Face Book; with congratulations and best wishes given to the happy participants.

But there is one anniversary that never seems to be mentioned. This is the anniversary of the first time God touched a life.

That first anniversary, when the knowledge that the Son of God, Jesus Christ had died for the sins of all, so we might be able to stand at the throne of God cleansed and forgiven of sins.

That first anniversary when the Power of the Holy Spirit first came, pushing out the evil and the bad to fill the soul with pure joy.

Sixty years ago when I was eight, I first felt that touch. I listened to the preacher, really listened and felt the conviction deep within my soul. When the call to the altar came, I felt an almost physical push to the front.

God, His Son and the Holy Spirit in my heart and soul have been with me since my baptism. I have stumbled so many times but I had the rope of salvation around me and God pulled me back to Him each and every time.

So Happy Anniversary to ME. By the grace of God I am saved.

You can have that same inner peace. Simply accept Jesus Christ as your Savior and invite Him into your heart. Trust me it will be an anniversary that you will never regret.

Quotes and Sayings From Other People

Posted on Face Book by Jeff Mersmann           October 2, 2015

Advice from An Old Farmer

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.

Keep skunks and bankers at a distance.

Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.

Words that soak into your ears are whispered… not yelled.

Meanness don’t jes’ happen overnight.

Forgive your enemies; it messes up their heads.

Do not corner something that you know is meaner than you.

It don’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.

You cannot unsay a cruel word.

Every path has a few puddles.

When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.

The best sermons are lived, not preached.

Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna happen anyway.

Don’t judge folks by their relatives.

Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

Live a good, honorable life… Then when you get older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.

Don ‘t interfere with somethin’ that ain’t bothering you none.

Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a Rain dance.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.

Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.

The biggest troublemaker you’ll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every mornin’.

Always drink upstream from the herd.

Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.

Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.

If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around..

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.

Most times, it just gets down to common sense.

A SISTERS TRIBUTE: February 21, 2011

A Sister’s Tribute

     The third week in February 2011 Ms Alberta’s youngest sister, Sue, drove from Texas to visit with her. When Aunt Sue got ready to leave she gave me this letter that she had written for Ms Alberta. I was not to give it to Ms Alberta until Aunt Sue had left going back to Texas.

     The night after Aunt Sue left for Texas I gave the letter to Ms Alberta. Ms Alberta tried to read the letter but because she was crying so hard couldn’t.

     Ms Alberta and I cried together as I read the letter for her.

     This was the last visit the two sisters had.

Monday, February 21, 2011

My Dearest Sister,

     There is no way on earth I can put into words what I feel in my heart. I’d hoped I could talk to you but I can’t so I’ll try to write.

     I don’t know God’s plan nor His time table and I may be in heaven to greet you when you get there, but no matter, I still want to tell you how very much I love you and how grateful I am to you for your love and kindnesses through all the years. There is not enough paper in this world to write out all the things you have done for me – the Christmases, the guidance’s – the laughter – the sharing – the caring – the teaching, the lists go on and on.. You’ve been there for me in good times and in bad, pulled me up when I was down, happy for me when I was happy, encouraged me when I’d lose hope. You have laughed with me and you have cried with me – and you have played with me since I could talk and said my “Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep” prayer that I repeated after you as you taught me to pray. I still know how to pray, Sis, and right now I am praying very hard. I feel like I just can’t lose you – my selfishness – because I know you’d be with Mom and Pop and Willis and the Lord and all things good and know only happiness, but I’d be grief stricken and lost. The very thought of it is more than I can bear.

     I want to say THANK YOU but those words seem so shallow, we say thank you to a person for a stick of gum, so how do I use those words to say THANK YOU from the very bottom of my heart for you being YOU, but I do Thank You and please know I mean it with every fiber of my being.

     There never has been and never will be another woman like you. A lot of us try and all of us fail. You are “iron willed and steel proud”. You are so strong, Sis. And you are so pretty. I so remember asking you if I might be as pretty as you when I grew up and I thank you for saying yes. I never did get that pretty but from the very start you gave me hope that I could attain those things I wanted. I was never jealous of you but I always wanted to be like you. The only reason I wasn’t jealous is because I loved you too much and always wanted the best for you – because you have always deserved the best. You haven’t been rewarded on this earth for your goodness but the record is written and your rewards await you – and they will be many. You have touched so many lives and there are so many of us to testify of your kindnesses and your love. You always made me feel safe.

     You have been like a mother, a sister, a friend; a mother not because you’re a couple of years older – you are sure not old enough to be my mother – but because of your maturity and wisdom. Had I been older than you you’d still have been my “big sis”, you were a natural born leader.

     And I love you.

        Your Sister,

             Sue

     Written on the outside of the folded pages of the letter:

Sis,

This is so inept. I could write a million pages and it still wouldn’t say what I want to say – I just can’t say all that I feel.