LESSON FROM THE ROSE

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Once again, my friend, Oneta Hayes of Sweet Aroma, put out a beaute!  Lessons of quiet and profound simplicity come from her pen (keyboard??), and rather than any uninspired commentary on my part, I give you…

LESSON FROM THE ROSE

by Oneta Hayes

 

A rose grew by the garden path,

A child took a sniff, ran away with a laugh.

A short time later, a man walked by,

Smelled the rose and made a pleasant sigh.

 

Now, I’ll ask a question, if I may.

If the rose were sniffed by a hundred noses,

Would the rose lose its fragrance by the end of the day?

 

So, what is my lesson from the rose?

Jesus’ love suffers no loss,

No matter the number who partake at the cross.

Who packed the pegs?

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A husband in graduate school with three small children in tow—that was life for six years at Indiana University.  We lived in married student housing—what Bob dubbed “the finest in institutional living”—he went to school and worked as a teaching assistant while I muddled through part time as a nurse, sometimes nightshift so that babysitting was minimal, which meant sometimes sleep was also.   Graduate student families are poor, by definition, but again, that depends on whose definition.  Our bedroom was so small, Bob said that if you walked in and fainted, you’d have at least 60% chance of landing on the bed. 

I somehow convinced the man that family Continue reading “Who packed the pegs?”

Go take a hike! (No, really, I mean it…)

wood 2I’m writing this with a migraine.  I mean, a real clinically diagnosed one, not just a bad headache.  This is the kind the doc prescribes daily beta-blockers for, as well as “as needed” medication, not just the stuff you can get over-the-counter. I’m following in the steps of my brother, and my mom and her brother.  Fortunately, some folks with authentic migraines can figure out their “triggers”.  Unfortunately, I’m not one of them.  Simply put, a trigger is the causative factor, be it a food, a chemical odor, bright lights, things like that. 

Okay, yeah, then there’s stress.  I’m thinking stress is part of the curse; it came with Eve’s first taste of the ONE fruit in the ENTIRE garden God said was a no-no, from Continue reading “Go take a hike! (No, really, I mean it…)”

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