Let Me Tell You One Thing

 September 14 2023 Have I ever been interested in Wagyu beef?  No, I have not, until someone introduced Wagyu quality to me.  I have never actually eaten Wagyu beef.  How can I blog about Wagyu beef if I have never eaten Wagyu beef?   Because I see so many familiar qualities in Wagyu.   Now, there is an even higher quality of beef which is Kobe. In all my years as a person, I have not been aware of these two qualities of beef until recently from a person who seeks excellence in many categories. Here we go, if you get Wagyu beef, wherever you may find it, you will be getting a bona fide, high end, quality beef.  Why?  Because this Japanese Cow ( meaning Wagyu) has been bred to produce high end marbling and fats with a a pinkish color that sets it in a separate quality with a buttery taste, so they say. Leaving Kobe aside, which I know nothing about, I allude to Wagyu because I have heard that it is a gourmet beef  and I certainly wil...

  A friend of mine said it this way on a Facebook video,  " We have never passed this way before".  Our wise Solomon said this, "There is nothing new under the sun".  Both of these men are right, we have never been through 2023, and, there is nothing new under the sun.   We do not know what 2023 will bring to our personal lives, our nation, or this globe.  But we do know there will be continued successes, challenges, rapid changes in technology, medicine, and social issues. The mainstay in our moving forward is God our Father, Jesus Christ, His son, and the Holy Spirit.  Not all people rely on the trinity, they put their faith and their trust in other gods, in themselves, in the economy, or fate. This one thing I know, I am grateful for life, for the privilege of experiencing life, all phases of life, all possibilities of life, all challenges of life, all heartaches, and all disappointments.  The other side of that is no opportunity at life a...

  Published by Broadman & Holman Publishers Nashville, Tennessee  c.2003 November 18, 2022 When I began this book, it had been on my shelf for a few years.  And like most books, they are around you, either you own them or you buy them, or possibly download them.  But these books can be around for a day, a week, a year or years and then suddenly, you find yourself reading them for no apparent reason. This book was picked up off my shelf of books basically because I was reading the book of John in the bible at the time, and wanted to know more about him.  When I start reading a book, I usually finish the book whether I like the book or not.  I must admit, this book was small print, three hundred thirty-four pages, and it took me some time to acquire a taste for Beth Moore's writing style.  Even though she is a well known speaker and author of multiple books and bible studies, I had never looked into her writings before, I had never heard her speak pu...

One tiny baby, born on Christmas day,  Born in a stable in a land far away.   One tiny baby, lay in a manger,  One tiny baby who never showed anger!   This tiny baby, grew up as He should,  He grew to be a man, that did only good!   He was sent to us from the Father above,    Just to prove to us how great was His love!   Then He died on a cross to save us from sin,  So that we can, to the Father, boldly walk in!   So now we celebrate Christmas, but let's don't forget the cost,  Without the cross and Easter, then Christmas would be lost!   So when we exchange gifts remember the greatest gift of all,  "One tiny Baby" who from heaven did fall!   Just one tiny baby in one tiny hand,  Held the keys to the kingdom and to the soul of man!   Hattie Calihan Taylor won second place with this poem by the Society of American Poets 1994 Hattie was a faithful woman and gave many hand written and type...

Read at Thelma Vickers Johns’ Funeral When you looked into her soft brown eyes, there was a knowing look that brought surprise. She was not a woman that held contemporary matters worth a cent, she was from a different era but knew what life really meant. In her younger days it was work that gave meaning to her life, tilling the soil, milking the cow, away from global problems of trouble and strife. It was a narrow world for her, this woman of the field, nothing was more important than Enoch and cooking him a meal. Bah! she would say to glitter and glitz, and no one could orchestrate a more passionate fit! When her fit was on, we would all back away! She could carry on and leave us nothing to say. But when the fit was over and she had settled down, she’d say “you want some eggs before you go back to town?” Many a morning when the dew was still on the ground, she would harvest her strawberries and beam at what she had found. Then off to the barn to milk her dear cow, making cream for our...

  When things really pile up, I mean really pile up and you become so overwhelmed that staring at the wall seems good; there must be a path left open in our brain to find solace. I find those times especially taxing on everything that I normally use to regain composure and talk myself through whatever is going on. This  reminds me of the many times Saul of the bible felt this way, and he most always called for David who was so very skilled in playing soothing music for him. The best thing always is to have a plan, for we never know when these times will catch us so unprepared to deal with them.  If you have a favorite soothing piece of music that can rest your mind coupled perhaps with beautiful scenery and give yourself time to regroup, time to get the situation into perspective you are already on your way back to sanity and composure.

 It is odd when you are in the throes of possible disaster.  The mind can play tricks.  When the siren went off in my city, I took it seriously but not too seriously.  Why was that?  They don't do those except as a warning.   I did take cover, I did believe it was possible, but it was as if it was surreal.  It was as if it was not really happening.  I saw the wind. I heard the roar. I saw the deluge of rain; however, I stayed on the phone with the Direct TV guy because I was trying to upgrade my plan so I could actually see my local weather.   I can get it on my iPhone , but I wanted to see this radar on my TV.  The entire few seconds that the tornado was actually over my head, I was talking with him about the upgrade hunkered down in my hall bathroom.  I made him nervous.  I told him the siren was going off.  He said, "I hear it.  Mrs. Johns, you are making me nervous."  I said, "My name is Paula, pray...

 I have been reading Mark Richt's book, Make The Call,  which, I must say, has been an eyeopener for me about football and those who play the game. I was privileged to hear Mark at a dinner banquet for the Church of God minister's of South Georgia back in December 2021 at which time he warmed my heart with his demeanor, his humility, and his announcement of his onset of Parkinson's disease. He very generously gave everyone a free copy of his book that night which was amazing since it totaled hundreds of copies. I began to read the book because, he had influenced me and touched me greatly the night he spoke at the banquet.  I didn't know if it would interest me much because I assumed it was about football.  Even though I like a game of football periodically, I am not a die hard fan of any sport or sport team; but, again, he gave us a book, and I had been touched by his life he shared with us at the banquet, therefore I decided to read the book. Not only has the book b...