"Lord, make me a blessing today. A blessing to someone, I pray, in all that I do.
In all that I say.
O, make me a blessing
dear Savior, today."
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Last night an old friend stopped in to see me.
Just to kinda' hang out and such.
The children were calm and they too have known this person all of their lives
as this friend is like family to me.
And when I think about it, my family is so wondrous and extended.....anyway.....
During their visit I noticed something different about my friend.
Sure they have maintained themselves well over the years, but that wasn't it.
Hmmmmmmmmm
.......I noticed a light about my long lost pal, a spark of sorts, for lack of a better term!
I found myself so at ease and relaxed
and just felt at peace while in being in their presence.
(And I cannot begin to tell you how refreshing that feels!)
Later into the visit, they then began to tell me of a personal experience,
although quite vague,
that required me to read the book of Jonah in the Bible.
Interesting.
Ok.
I can manage that before bed.
As they assured me it was only two or three pages in its entirety.
Yeah,
I can do that.
{{{{smile}}}}
Both of us, I might add, become quite smitten when it comes to things of old.
So, I led my friend over to a book case that contains a multitude of Bibles
belonging to several generations of women in my family lineage.
Randomly I chose the Bible, third from the left, and gently pulled it out.
You must understand that some of these Bibles are no less than seventy or seventy five years old!
I know, right?
As I pulled the Bible to my chest and headed off to bed,
(oh, and by the way, my friend had already left for the evening...)
I did just as I had promised that I would.
Per their request, I would read the book of Jonah.
We agreed that the next time we spoke, they would tell me of the underling personal account they had had with this particular book.
So, off to bed I go with Daisy, my lab, to bed looking forward to reading.
Ok.
As I am gingerly handeling this old Bible,
in attempts to find the book of Jonah,
this piece of paper keeps falling out.
On my third or fourth attempt to place it back exactly where it had come from,
I took notice of the beautiful handwriting on this aging piece of paper.
So fluidly it was written, no mistakes, clear and simple was this note,
written by
Susie Mae New.
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Let me just say this...I have uncovered a treasure!
A time capsule of sorts!
WoW!
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I am not sure if it is a just a "Southern" thing,
or not,
but around here, and as far as I know,
one's Bible is the place where we are known to store most of our family's history.
Such things as writings and paper cut outs or on cards.
It is in the tender pages of our personally monogrammed Bibles,
that was gifted to us on the date of our Baptisim,
by a family member
that is lovingly close to you and in your blood line,
that we store our little treasures of ancestry in.
It protects and keeps accounts of the precious details of our ancestors.
All that I found in this particular Bible is both precious and priceless to me.
Yeah,
It is becoming.....pretty special stuff.
So,
above is the note
and the prayer,
that kept falling out, from within it's pages.
I decided it was fitting for a morning post and wanted to share it with you today.
A simple and loving prayer to start your day with.
Much love to each of you
and
Be a blessing to someone today!
Liquid
(Mea Cupa)
