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Thu
21
Nov
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My addiction is out of control …

GARY W MOORE

GARY W MOORE

Positively Speaking!

I’ll confess here and now. I have an addiction. It has come and gone through the years. It began at a shockingly young and innocent age, fed by a pusher named Carlos. I was too young.

I’ve moved from periods of control into others of rampant need and reckless desire. Lately, it has almost taken over my life. This addiction has been compounded through the years by access to pictures I see but know I should avoid. Yet, when they appear on my phone, I’m unable to turn away.

My wife is aware and worried. Even though she knows, I still find myself hiding, then when I’m sure she’s not watching, I pull out my phone, go to a certain page and pull up the pictures that send me into uncontrollable urges.

Thu
21
Nov
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Guy Nelson, Rotan Board President, Resignation Speech

I was blessed to have good parents. My father was a DPS State Trooper and my mother was a middle school teacher. They taught me about giving an honest day’s work, always trying to do the right thing, standing up for what you believe, spending your time and effort where it will do the most good, and the importance of a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I was able to go to work with my father on many occasions and observe his interactions with people. From watching those, I learned that often people will tell you what they think you want to hear, tell you whatever it takes to convince you of something, or give reasons for their actions that are not always accurate.

Fri
15
Nov
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Faces & Places

“Human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the fiber of a free people. A nation does not have to be cruel to be tough.” ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt

About four years ago, my husband came home with a real bargain he found at a local thrift store. It was a red, artsy baseball cap with images of brown autumn leaves mingled with gray camouflage. Sewn-in just above the tattered bill of the hat were the initials for Texas Tech. I had never worn a baseball cap in my life, but I always wanted to.

It was a frantic untamed hair day, and, not having the time to sketch in my eyebrows, which takes longer than fixing my hair, I spied the ball cap. I had thought of putting a paper bag over my head. Respecting the fact that the hat officially belonged to my husband, I asked permission.

“Hey, can I borrow your baseball cap?”

Fri
15
Nov
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2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

CAROL GREENWAY-HOLLAND

Grab you a glass of tea or coffee and set with me awhile, we have had a good week, and an exciting week. I had told Joe the first of the week, well things have been good you didn't freeze me to death and we had to go to the motel and spend the night, well Monday morning when I got up I said, "Joe I'm getting cold that heater is not working right, well he got up and went to the basement, just 2 burners were working." We got up and went to town and ate breakfast and went to the Trades Show, the apple man wasn't there, so I told Joe, "That's okay I don't need to walk it, we'd better get that man out that takes care of your heater!!!!" Well Joe got hold of him, and bless his heart he said, "Oh!Joe your the one that comes from Texas to hunt, well I'll be right out!!!" I told Joe the boys are coming in Wednesday night and its going to be 16 degrees, he's just got to get that thing fixed. He came right out and got us going and ordered a part okay got heat everything is going to be okay.

Fri
08
Nov
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Check Your Mirrors

Check Your Mirrors

Gladys was her name.

She insisted we call her “Grandmother.” Not Granny. Not Grandma. Not something quaint like Nana, Bitty, Pearl, or Honey. It had to be Grandmother. And so it was, to her face anyway. My dad, her precious baby boy, called her Granny and got away with it. Go figure.

Here are the facts about my dad’s mom as I recall them.

1. She was born to Ma and Pa Hardie (in rural Arkansas). That’s what she called them. That’s what my dad called them. I still am not sure of their real names but will get on ancestry.com before I finish the article and report back.

2. She had six sisters and two brothers: Ola, Buena, Hugh, Willie (a sister), Leslie (a brother) Myrta, Jewell, and Mary Frances.

3. She was a hot mess. This is absolutely not an opinion because I can prove it.

Fri
08
Nov
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2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

Let me tell you girls I have found something worse than sand been tracked into the house, these leaves that fall from the trees are something else to clean up. Joe has walnut trees, apple trees, pecan trees, and pear trees all around his house, and then on top of them are the regular trees and all of them are letting the leaves fall. Well it rained all last

week, and when you walk outside those leaves stick to your shoes and you cannot get them to rub off and into the house they come. I have swept that back porch trying to keep them out of the house and I look and there they are in the kitchen floor again. I told Joe I believe they just sneak in the house when the door is opened!!!!

Fri
01
Nov
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Faces & Places

“Oh Eve, you faithless rib! What were you doing there at Adam’s side? Why did you strike down the sons of Adam, stripping from them the garment of virtue? Oh, children of Adam, why do you chase after this rib, to the destruction of your other bones, when you could live as well without it? You let yourself be robbed, destroyed, murdered and eternally damned for its sake.” ~ John Hus (c. 1369-1415)

Fri
01
Nov
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2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

CAROL GREENWAY-HOLLAND

Well folks I thought we were going to get to set on the front porch this morning and visit but it's raining so I guess we'll just have to set at the kitchen table and visit. That's good place to visit this morning with a hot cup of coffee and some pumpkin bread what more could you ask for!!!!! In Kentucky Joe's big old farm house has a big front porch all the way on the front of it, he has a swing on it and four old fashioned rockers like our grandmothers had and I love to set on the front porch but not this morning although it's 60 degrees and of course the wind is not blowing like it does in Texas, so really it's nice outside if it wasn't raining. The rain is hard on the farmers they sure did want to get the soy beans harvested but it's just too wet. Joe and I went by the Hemp field to see how much they had got done before this rain set in and it's about half done so he's stopped too.

Fri
25
Oct
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Faces & Places

“We can choose courage, or we can choose comfort, but we can’t have both. Not at the same time.” ~Brené Brown

Audacious

1 a: intrepidly daring: adventurous (a brave mountain climber)

b: bold: (an audacious maneuver)

2: marked by originality and verve (daring experiments)

I am rethinking everything I have been taught about women in the Bible, and to do that, I need to go beyond Sunday School stories and sermons. I want to take the next few weeks and write about some of these women and bring them across the footbridge into today’s world. I will stay as close to scripture as I can, only reimagining what it was like to walk in their sandals.

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Fri
25
Oct
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2 Cents Worth

2 Cents Worth

CAROL GREENWAY-HOLLAND

Good morning from the world of tall trees, beautiful crops, and a beautiful sunrise this morning even though it still comes up in the west and sets in the east!!!!! I don't guess I will ever get my directions turned around in Kentucky, when we came off of the main highway to Wingo I world just turned around, the pickup said "Carol you are going east and I was going west!!!!" Oh well as long as the old big tree is at the end of Poyners Chapel Road I will be okay!!!!! We made it Thursday afternoon about 2:30 and had a wonderful trip, no trouble, not very much construction to slow us down, and no bad weather so we scooted right across Texas and Arkansas, and then crossed that might Mississippi into Tennessee and then into Kentucky. It just amazes me the road all of sudden it says welcome to Kentucky and the other part of Fulton one street across is in Tennessee. Wichita Falls, Texas, is like all the rest of the big towns in Texas it is growing by leaps and bounds.

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