WALKING BY FAITH I KEEP CLIMBING

BLESSED BE THE FOUNTAIN        1942  We moved in a trailer to Watertown, MA - outside of Boston MA. Here I am at 9 almost 10.   We moved just before Christmas, with the Christmas Tree already up, and I remember how hard it was when we were traveling INSIDE the trailer, to go to our new place.             Dad was working on Construction, which meant moving a lot. Mother did well in teaching me, but I had lots of questions.   My little brother would be 6 in November.   We spent a lot of time together.             Skip and I played a lot together, and because we moved so much, he would find in me his support and help.   There was a River there.   There was a river there.   Our trailer was parked on a vacant lot, we had no utilities, and it was not directly in the city.   Skip (Harry) and I would scramble up the hill back of our tr...

BLESSINGS IN MY LIFE In 2009 I decided to go out on January 12 about 11 in the morning to feed the birds.   You can see the bird feeder here in this photo.  It is a post with a platform on it, and I usually, in good weather, would simply reach up with a gadget someone made for me to put seed up on that platform.  It was a pcp pipe with a little 3 cup plastic container on it.   So it usually was no problem. That morning I remember, Henry had said, "let me feed the birds, June.  It is a bit icy." In that morning as I washed the dishes from my kitchen sink, I could see the blue sky above.  The day beckoned to me.   And, to my regret, I did not listen to what Henry said.  I went outside with seed for the birds in that little gadget, and I was ready to go.  Hmmm. There was snow on the grass.  I could see green grass showing.  It was just about 58 degrees outside so nothing was melting.   I should have known bett...

BY THE SEA,  I NOW LIVE  by June E Cash               There is something about a Lighthouse that always helps me  to remember my childhood.   I knew that my grandmother Lillias loved the sea, and that she had grown up knowing what it was to swim in the sea.   I dearly loved my grandmother.   She gave me many photos of her life, and I know she followed the love of her life into the Berkshires, my grandfather being a farmer, she lived lovingly and nurtured my life. A lighthouse was meant to help seaman at sea who were trying to make the harbor and land safely in the haven of rest.    Then they would all leave to find their homes until the next Journey. We are on a Journey here.    Our Lighthouse is the Lord Jesus Christ who loved us and gave Himself for us that as He died and was buried and rose  again, He might give us Life because He lives.    John 14.19 ...