Sunday, July 29, 2018

Just a Closer Walk With Thee...


Kitties, The Hymn Just a Closer Walk With Thee, Living From Glory To Glory Blog


Just A Closer Walk With Thee

I am weak, but Thou art strong,
Jesus, keep me from all wrong,
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.

Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.

When my feeble life is o’er,
Time for me will be no more,
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom's shore, to Thy shore.

Author Unknown




This is my song of my heart...
Walking close to Him is my plea

This world is filled with toil and troubles;
Christ is the only one we can share our burdens with;
And it is He alone that can give us overcoming strength and direction.

When my feeble life is over, life is but a vapor
No need to be afraid;
If He is your Lord and Savior;
He will gently guide you to His kingdom Shore!

Read;
2 Corinthians 5:7
James 4:8

"Just A Closer Walk With Thee
Living From Glory To Glory"





Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Learn How To Leave A Little Sparkle Wherever You Go...

Dandelion Seeds, Living From Glory To Glory Blog...


~Leaving A Little Bit Of Sparkle Wherever You Go~

When you stop and think for just a moment of the impact you are making;

Life can be so daunting, yet if I can only learn to just let it flow!
Sometimes we can over think a matter to death, and leave ourselves,
overworked and a wee bit discouraged.

So may I suggest learning to allow the Holy Spirit a bit more control!
Look for His Grace and stop trying to control everyone and every situation!

Everything needs to not be written in stone and on a list!

Why we do some things in our everyday is because it stops
our homes and lives from falling apart.
We need certain structures and daily to do list!

But what I am talking about is really living here and there!
Just going through the motions will leave you high and dry and bored!

We are told we are but a vapor and yet we can see that our
very lives can and will leave a huge impact!

John 12:24

"Truly, truly, I say to you, Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies,
it remains by itself alone; But if it dies, it bears much fruit.

Do not believe that old lie of the enemy;
You are not making an impact or a difference!!

Let me encourage you today and tell you this...
Every word or thought or lifting up a quick prayer or a kind word is a seed! 

You do not have to be a preacher or teacher to spread life and truth!

Everyone needs a bit of SPARKLE...

Shine on!!
Sparkle and make someones day!!
It's not all about you, but we have a choice every day to make 
someones day.


Be someones Sparkle today!

Love & Hugs,
Roxy




Sunday, July 8, 2018

Why Having A Fullbreed Toy Poodle Was So Worth It... Natasha Our Pretty Girl...


A Red Toy Poodle, Living From Glory To Glory Blog...

 A Red Toy Poodle

She was born on Christmas Eve 2017

My Hubby named her Natasha!
The name has a few meanings, but he named her without knowing
any of the meanings. He said I know her name!
It will be Natasha...
One meaning is the birthday of Christ
Very Russian name
Very pretty name
We call her Tashi, Tasha, Sweet Girl, Pretty Girl,
The boys call her the Tasha Terminator (smiles)

Hubby really enjoys her company also!
He calls her Baby!


Pure breed Red Toy Poodle, Living From Glory To Glory Blog



Her first photo at 5 weeks, the breeder sent us this one!
I remember first meeting her and she licked my chin!
We prayed for a long time before we even looked for an indoor small breed dog!
One of the things this breeder told me was I do not raise yappers
"Not Rappers"
I thought well how does she do that??
Well, for what it is worth, our little Tasha is not a barker,
But she does bark when there is a weird noise or someone walks in the house!
But we quickly tell her to hush, and I kid you not she does!




I personally do not care for the face to be shaven, but she was groomed before,
we picked her up!




Here she is getting fluffier everyday!
she is so soft, and very smart.
She can sit
She speaks
She lies down
She is very well behaved when being brush and bathed.
A very sweet little companion for me now days!



Here is Hank playing with her, he is so gentle with her!
Now remember we do not call Hank the Tank for nothing;
He is huge...


Here she is now, almost 6 months old...



Just thought I would share this darling little girl with you all!
I think she was the perfect fit for my lifestyle!

They say dogs are mans best friend; now why do you think thats
a saying that has stuck around.

Well, just wanted to say hi and share my new best buddy!

Always, Roxy

Sunday, July 1, 2018

The Marines Motto, Why Are So Many People Mean To The Elderly ...


A Few Good Men, Living from glory to glory blog...



The old man was looking at the engine. I put my groceries away in my car, and continued to watch the old gentleman from about twenty five feet away.

I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in his arm walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw him coming too, and took a few steps towards him.

I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something. The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand new Cadillac Escalade. He then turned back to the old man. I heard him yell at the old gentleman saying:


'You shouldn't even be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.

I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief, and mop his brow as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine.


He then went to his wife and spoke with her; he appeared to tell her it would be okay. I had seen enough, and I approached the old man. He saw me coming and stood straight, and as I got near him I said, 'Looks like you're having a problem.'

He smiled sheepishly, and quietly nodded his head. I looked under the hood myself, and knew that whatever the problem was, it was beyond me. Looking around, I saw a gas station up the road, and I told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station and went inside. I saw three attendants working on cars. I approached one of them, and related the problem the old man had with his car. I offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him.

The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the problem (overheated engine), I spoke with the old gentleman.

When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit did you serve with?'

He had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal.

He had hit all the big ones and retired from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by me. I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card.

He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed had his name and address on it and I stuck it in my pocket. We all shook hands all around again, and I said my goodbye's to his wife.

I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the station. Once at the station, I told them that they had interrupted their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me

One of them pulled out a card from his pocket, looking exactly like the card the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then that they were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.

For some reason I had gone about two blocks, when I pulled over and took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time. The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his name was written: 'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'

I sat there motionless, looking at the card and reading it over and over. I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled that on this day, four Marines had all come together because one of us needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness and courage, and an honor to have been in his presence. Remember, OLD men like him gave you FREEDOM for America. Thanks to those who served and still serve, and to all of those who supported them, and who continue to support them.

America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the Mall. If you don't stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!

Remember, Freedom isn't Free. Thousands have paid the price, so that you can enjoy what you have today.

Please Pray...
GOD OUR FATHER, WALK THROUGH MY HOUSE AND TAKE AWAY ALL MY WORRIES; AND PLEASE WATCH OVER AND HEAL MY FAMILY; AND PLEASE PROTECT OUR FREEDOMS, AND WATCH OVER OUR TROOPS, WHO ARE DEFENDING THOSE FREEDOMS. AMEN


This prayer is so powerful. Share this, if you will.
My brother was a marine and when I was sent, this sweet story I cried!
Why are so many people mean and impatient with older folks?
We must be kind!!
If you could only see the trials and hardship, others have gone through!


Living from Glory To Glory...












LinkWithin

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...