A Cross in My Pocket

I read this little poem years ago and loved it.


I have it laminated, with a cross,


that I keep in my wallet. I also wear a cross at all


times - have since the day I found out I was pregnant with


my daughter some 28 years ago. I'm not overly religious,


don't even go to church but I was raised a Baptist and I guess it stuck.






A Cross in My Pocket

by Mrs. Verna Mae Thomas


I carry a cross in my pocket

A simple reminder to me

Of the fact that I am a Christian

No matter where I may be.


This little cross is not magic,

Nor is it a good luck charm

It isn't meant to protect me

From every physical harm.


It's not for identification

For all the world to see

It's simply an understanding

Between my Savior and me.


When I put my hand in my pocket

To bring out a coin or a key

The cross is there to remind me

Of the price He paid for me.


It reminds me, too, to be thankful

For my blessings day by day

And to strive to serve Him better

In all that I do and say.


It's also a daily reminder

Of the peace and comfort I share

With all who know my Master

And give themselves to His care.


So, I carry a cross in my pocket

Reminding no one but me

That Jesus Christ is the Lord of my life

If only I'll let Him be.

RIP

David Wilkerson died in a car accident on April 27th. My uncle died on April 29th, on the anniversary of the death of my father. RIP Pastor Wilkerson, RIP Uncle Norvin, RIP Dad.

I went to see David Wilkerson speak when I was just a kid. It was awesome, something I'll never forget. I'm not an overly religious person but I have my own personal beliefs. This man was real - not someone just out to make money or put on a show.


The Cross and the Switchblade chronicled Wilkerson's early years in New York City tending to drug addicts and gang members. It sold 15 million copies in 30 languages and was made into a 1970 movie starring Pat Boone (as Wilkerson) and Erik Estrada. I highly recommend the movie to anyone who has never seen it. Although the story may be outdated compared to what goes on now, the story is inspiring - and it is true which makes it even more inspiring.

Pandora-

 Sam's daughters doll bed, Heather's Popple, and Pandora.

She's using the Popple as a pillow!

Are you Kathlick? These boys talk like someone else I know!!! lol

Three little boys were concerned because they couldn't get anyone to play with them.
They decided it was be cause they had not been Baptized and didn't go to Sunday School.

So they went to the nearest Church .But, only the Janitor was there.One little boy said, "We need to be baptized because no one will come out and play with us. Will you baptize us?"
"Sure," said the Janitor.

He took them into the bathroom and dunked their little heads in the toilet bowl,
one at a time. Then he said, "You are now baptized!".

" When they got outside, one of them asked,
"What religion do you think we are?"

The oldest one said,
"We're not Kathlick, ......because they pour the water on you."
"We're not Babtis, .because they dunk all of you in the water."
"We're not Methdiss, .....because they just sprinkle water on you."
The littlest one said, "Didn't you smell that water!"

They all joined in asking,
"Yeah! What do you think that means?"
"I think it means we're Pisscopailians.

Spring

Brick border - needs work

Kimmy wanted her picture taken!

The garden - all planted

brick patio

Working on cleaning up the yard. Here is the brick patio that I uncovered. It was totally filled in with dirt and grass. The brick border in back was a total mess. I put it all back together but it still needs a lot of work.