Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. THY WILL BE DONE, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but DELIVER US FROM EVIL.
For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory, forever and ever. Amen †
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“Almighty God, Father of all mercies, we, thine unworthy servants, do give thee most humble and hearty thanks for all thy goodness and lovingkindness to us, and to all men; We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; but above all, for thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory.
And, we beseech thee, give us that due sense of all thy mercies, that our hearts may be unfeignedly thankful; and that we show forth our praise, not only with our lips, but in our lives, by giving up ourselves to thy service, and by walking before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom, with thee and the Holy Ghost, be all honour and glory, world without end. Amen”
~~The Book of Common Prayer~~
To all of our precious and beloved family here, I pray for each one a bless-ed Thanksgiving Day, filled with His grace and peace, and with fervent hopes that everyone feels His presence, no matter where you are.
and to you and yours Betsy…🙏
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Bless, Jim. Thank you….remember to set your scales back 15 pounds, my friend 😉 Enjoy the day and all that comes with it.
Beautiful….
Happy, happy Thanksgiving, Betsy💕
And a happy Thanksgiving to you and Ma (whom I honestly feel I know), Patience😘😘. Whatever the day holds for you, I hope it is one of complete peace as we head into the next joyous season. Can’t wait!💕
Thank you…
Betsy, you would looove Ma and everyone one of her proverbs; as we call them.
A mixture of common sense and logic, life lessons
and love of Jesus…
“He’s my Friend” as Ma says.
Happy day, lovely, Betsy.💖
😍 ❤️
Happy Thanksgiving ,
dear Pa ❣️❣️❣️
I don’t think I would love your Ma…I KNOW I would!! Give her a big ole Texas big from me!🤗💕 Blessings always to you both, Patience…
🌹…..
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Happy Thanksgiving, Flyover. So much change in the Episcopal Church since I was young, and none of it good. But one thing that I am so so grateful for is that the liturgy and the language has remained constant. A source of immense comfort and so beautiful.🙏
Happy Thanksgiving Bet, Patience, Jim, and Flyover! May it is full of blessings! I’m in the middle of cooking Grandpa’s version of beef bourgignon so I’ll catch up with y’all tomorrow.
Enjoy it all, G. The food, your family, the blessings of knowing we are loved by the Almighty, and for the incalculable treasures of friends…of which you are one for me. What a gift we all are for each other. Deo gratias🙏💕
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God please bless all our furry companions in this life, and those we’ve loved who have left us too soon. 💕
Great picture, Leon. Reminded of the time my Irish Wolfhound leaned DOWN to the counter to steal the roast. A Happy Thanksgiving to all.
Happy Thanksgiving, Mary😘 We’ve missed your enjoyable and professional videos for a few days. I hope you are well and that your day is not spent wearing yourself to a frazzle in the kitchen.😉 Instead, I hope you’ll be with family and/or friends enjoying the groaning board and good company. All His blessings to you.🤗
Virtual hugs, Betsy. Trying to decide what to do next. Had to remake Needles and Pins as the middle music bridge got it blocked for some reason. I’ve been logging Murder at 1600 and In the Line of Fire, but haven’t found songs that work with them. SHOULD finish the bio of grandmother to go at the end of the book of hers that I illustrated. But I keep napping. Staying home with turkey sandwiches. Been in touch with all, so warm and fuzzy and happy. Sounds like you’re going to be cooking up a storm. We used to do house parties with people coming in from all over to cook together. Now we do a restaurant off holiday to reduce crowding. And nap. Wonderful naps. A very Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, and to all the fellow tree sitters.
Inspiration comes in fits and starts I find. Don’t rush it (as if you could). We will wait patiently for the perfection you always post.
We are by ourselves for this day, so I have a pot roast on the go. I have my irreplaceable British stock cubes for which I have a source thankfully… I sound like a drug dealer, don’t I?? It is a small one I bought before beef prices exploded, but it will feed us for a few dinners.
Later we will re-re-re-re-watch Foyle’s War, which we never tire of. It is raining now, which makes the day cosier. So all is well…
I love a good turkey sandwich. Simple food is our favourite in this house. I am so glad you’ve heard from all whom you love, and who love you, Mary. What a warm, fuzzy feeling indeed. So I say in the most sincere and heartfelt way… Bless your heart. Enjoy your peace and quiet. For me this is a day of quiet gratitude. And I am grateful for it.😘
I keep all the family recipes here.
https://iment.com/maida/favs/recipes/
Mother was a TERRIBLE cook, but my comfort food of hers is refried spaghetti. Cook spaghetti and hamburger separately, then combine them in a frying pan with a bottle of catsup and cook until the catsup chemically changes and the dish dries out. I’m always happy to add the recipes of friends. It makes the page into something warm and memorable so that whenever I go there, I’m reminded of so many people. My email is at the bottom of the page, so I always welcome recipes and friends. Just be clear in the subject because I always have to pluck first contacts out of spam.
Funny…I’ve run into no end of commenters elsewhere swearing by fried spaghetti! And wonderful!! I’ll peruse the link you sent with great pleasure.
My mother in law, her two sisters, a cousin and a friend from central Texas compiled a cookbook and named it Bounty on the Brazos, three printings if I remember correctly. I wrote about those another day. Page after page of family recipes, refined and tested…also included family stories about how these came to be and the ladies who produced them. Most of the stories had me doubled over with laughter… a real family treasure. Thank you for that , Mary😘
Morning Ya’ll 🙂
Wishing all the Treehouse a Blessed Thanksgiving!!
Mornin’ jay 🙂
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Good morning, Mr jay! Now that’s what I call a smorgasbord of musical offerings! Wonderful…blessings on this Thanksgiving day, sir😘
buíochas Sona, Betsy 🙂
Pretty sure I could make a meal from those…”Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!”
https://www.google.com/search?q=looney+tunes&ie=UTF-8&oe=UTF-8&hl=en-us&client=safari#imgrc=3R3JBZeZj80NTM&imgdii=zxjbdCtDLmUQSM
Gasp Thansgiving, Jay😎
https://tse3.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.dNjzIfGG5vFKHyuBBdv2nwHaHa&pid=Api&P=0
Bless-ed Thanksgiving, WP. We would be so poor if we didn’t have the company of our friends. I am always deeply grateful for all…the new ones, the ones we meet every day, and the ones who we see no longer, but always are with us even though our”roads” have diverged.
Have a wonderful, family loving, Thanksgiving Treeper friends . . . 🙂
Howdy Garrison 1000 Thumbs up 🙂
Think I’ll put up some Christmas lights this year, jay. 🙂
(((((❤️❤️❤️❤️)))))
Thanks, Patience. Much love back . . . 🙂
Bless-ed Thanksgiving, Garrison💕 How unexpected to see the most wonderful Nat King Cole and his mellifluous voice ushering in the season of the year I love the most!! Thank you for opening the door to so many memories of Christmases past. My heart is with you today, my friend, and I hope so much His loving peace will be with you wherever you are 🙏
Thank you for your kind words, Bet. This is my first time ever to be a holiday orphan. I didn’t want to be alone so I imposed on some dear friends who, of course, invited me over . . . Be well, love and have a great Thanksgiving. 🙂
I am so glad, my dear friend. I felt you’d be with friends. Samuel Coleridge Taylor wrote “Friendship is a sheltering tree.” He couldn’t have said it better, considering we have this one. Tis true…have a lovely time, and God bless your loving friends.😘
Good thinking.
First time
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outside lights are up and on this day. It’s the Season!
Happy Thanksgiving, Garrison. ❣️✝️❤️
You’d think I sort my Christmas lights when I put them away. But, no, they’re a 2ft around mess that I have to sort . . . every time I put them up. Sigh. Have a great Thanksgiving, darlin’. 🙂
Ha!!!!
Smashed and tangled
-no matter how orderly.
Every year I laugh as I curse
-especially hanging lights
and then I blame the wine.
If that’s your story, then stick to it😉
Thank you for the wonderful holiday season music…. perfectly sets the tone for the coming weeks. I hope you are having a beautiful Thanksgiving. All my best wishes
You, too! 🙂
Thanksgiving Gratitude From General Flynn
https://www.americasfuture.net/newsletter/thanksgiving-gratitude-from-general-flynn/
Happy Cursday, Treepers!!! Happiness is a warm puppy . . . 🙂
Garrison, Have you given yourself your own warm puppy yet?
Not quite ready . . . 🙂
COME, YE THANKFUL PEOPLE, COME!
You call the morning’s dawn and the evening with songs of joy.
You visit the earth, and water it.
You greatly enrich it.
The river of God is full of water.
You provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.
You drench its furrows.
You level its ridges.
You soften it with showers.
You bless it with a crop.
You crown the year with your bounty.
Your carts overflow with abundance.
The wilderness grasslands overflow.
The hills are clothed with gladness.
The pastures are covered with flocks.
The valleys also are clothed with grain.
They shout for joy!
They also sing.
Ps 65: 8-11
Happy Thanksgiving, Treepers!
I adore this one, 1530. All blessings to you on this day of thanksgiving.
And to you, Betsy.
Now I really am feeling Christmassy!!! I have my beautiful choral music on…from the time we get up and have that first cuppa. Such a delight to watch this with joyful singing to accompany it!💕
Happy Thanksgiving!
I hope you enjoy Tommie Turvey and his horse, Pokerjoe.
Very good …🤣🤣🤣👍
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Amazing, patty!!!
24 November 2017 Mitch Margo, American rocker (The Tokens – “The Lion Sleeps Tonight”), dies of natural causes at 70
24 November 2016 Florence Henderson, American actress (The Brady Bunch – “Carol”), and singer,dies at 82
24 November 1985 “Big” Joe Turner, American blues and R&B singer (“Shake, Rattle and Roll”), dies of heart failure at 74
24 November Freddie Mercury
(1946-1991)
British singer-songwriter (Queen – “Bohemian Rhapsody”), dies of AIDS at 45
Magic, I was living in the UK when Freddie died. You would not believe the outpouring of stunned grief. I’d never seen anything like it.
I used to put my then 4 year old granddaughter on my knee and we would rock out to “Somebody to Love”. I could feel her swaying to the sound…
Happy Thanksgiving😊
And one more just for good measure
November 24 Oswald Chambers
Direction of Focus
Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters…, so our eyes look to the Lord our God… —Psalm 123:2
This verse is a description of total reliance on God. Just as the eyes of a servant are riveted on his master, our eyes should be directed to and focused on God. This is how knowledge of His countenance is gained and how God reveals Himself to us (see Isaiah 53:1). Our spiritual strength begins to be drained when we stop lifting our eyes to Him. Our stamina is sapped, not so much through external troubles surrounding us but through problems in our thinking. We wrongfully think, “I suppose I’ve been stretching myself a little too much, standing too tall and trying to look like God instead of being an ordinary humble person.” We have to realize that no effort can be too high.
For example, you came to a crisis in your life, took a stand for God, and even had the witness of the Spirit as a confirmation that what you did was right. But now, maybe weeks or years have gone by, and you are slowly coming to the conclusion— “Well, maybe what I did showed too much pride or was superficial. Was I taking a stand a bit too high for me?” Your “rational” friends come and say, “Don’t be silly. We knew when you first talked about this spiritual awakening that it was a passing impulse, that you couldn’t hold up under the strain. And anyway, God doesn’t expect you to endure.” You respond by saying, “Well, I suppose I was expecting too much.” That sounds humble to say, but it means that your reliance on God is gone, and you are now relying on worldly opinion. The danger comes when, no longer relying on God, you neglect to focus your eyes on Him. Only when God brings you to a sudden stop will you realize that you have been the loser. Whenever there is a spiritual drain in your life, correct it immediately. Realize that something has been coming between you and God, and change or remove it at once.
WISDOM FROM OSWALD CHAMBERS
We can understand the attributes of God in other ways, but we can only understand the Father’s heart in the Cross of Christ.
https://utmost.org/direction-of-focus/
We are keeping your branch tidy, Cat…wherever you are, we are feeling your absence and hope for you all blessings on this Thanksgiving Day, my friend.😘
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I see you!!😁
Wishing you a blessed day spicy 💐💐
Thank you jay..
May your day be blessed as well as everyday.
I will be spending the holidays here at the Treehouse.. ..so here’s one to kick off the holiday season..
[Disclaimer: I could be full of shit.. but then again.. it all could be true..]
A Christmas Story.. ..Living on a Prayer.. (Part I.. of II parts..)
Logbook: December 1985..
it was near the end of my first year in the industry..
I was down on my luck.. it’s tough..
in my first year.. right after dive school.. I hired on with a company who was based in New Orleans.. it was hard leaving Houston.. when I left it felt like I was making a mistake.. it felt like I was doing something wrong.. that I was leaving something special.. leaving a place where I was supposed to be..
no offense to the city of New Orleans.. but things just didn’t jive with me.. I didn’t belong there..
the company I was working for had a dubious safety reputation.. they were known for bending divers.. and sure enough.. they bent me.. they didn’t run my decompression profile on my deepest depth.. they broke the golden rule of diving.. and although I had racked up over fifty dives.. that was finally it.. this fck’n company.. this place.. definitely was not for me..
at the end of the season.. I packed my shit with whatever I could fit in my car.. and just left everything else.. I left New Orleans forever..
I headed back to Houston.. and being in my early twenties.. with no job.. no nothing but my dive gear and the cash in my pocket.. it was a scary fck’n thing.. I really was living on a prayer..
I still clearly remember driving back to Houston on I-10 during the night.. looking up at the stars.. and praying.. (I had an old Mustang convertible with no top..)..
when I got to Houston I rented a “room” at a flea bag motel down on the lower part of Main st.. the cheapest I could afford.. ladies of the night would knock on the door every night to see if I “needed anything”.. sht.. I could barely afford this fck’n room.. let alone a brief mistress fee..
I sort of made a friend with one of them.. she was a nice black lady.. she understood my predicament.. and checked on me most every night.. and no it’s not what you think..
there I was.. big deepsea diver.. in a flea bag motel.. living the life aren’t ya.. I could see rock bottom from here.. but still hanging onto my dream..
the next day I got on the phone and started calling.. and after about a week.. I hired on with a small hull scrubbing dive company.. and started scrubbing oil tankers and cargo ships in the Houston Ship Channel and just offshore in the “lightering” area..
I saved every penny I could.. and after about a month.. I rented an “efficiency” apartment in Uptown.. with no bed.. no tv.. no furniture at all.. sleeping on the floor.. with only a phone and a clock/radio..
but I was now back in Houston.. where I was supposed to be..
another month or so later.. the owner of the hull scrubbing company who was a former Vietnam Vet Army Ranger.. set up an interview for me with his friend at [The Company].. who was a former Vietnam Vet Tunnel Rat.. “Yes Sir..”..
and that’s how I got my break into the major leagues..
and since I had more than the minimum requirement of forty oilfield construction dives outside of my hull scrubbing dives.. he hired me on at the next level.. a Diver/Tender Grade..
and at this Company.. although I still had time to put in at this level.. by my new rank.. all of a sudden I was now considered half way there..
Logbook: December 1986.. ..Part II.. cont’d..
Happy for you to get thru those road blocks in life to break thru where you were headed and happier times..👍
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thx.. but I must give credit where credit is due.. I really wasn’t the one in control of the outcome.. it’s all in the stars..
check out Menagerie’s post on the Thanksgiving Prayer from St. Basil.. Wisdom for the sunny heights of any day.. and for down into the dark depths of any night..
A blessed Thanksgiving to you, Texian. I have always loved your stories. Thank you for this one. My husband worked with a man who worked for a major oil company as a diver. He only learned of this lovely man’s past profession when he retired and pictures were dredged up for his party. You just never know who you’re working beside…..
yes ma’am.. there were times I had unknowingly worked with some Legends in the industry..
during my time cameras were strictly discouraged.. except for supervisors and company men.. I know there are definitely some pictures and underwater video of me hidden in somebody’s archive.. or Company archives.. that I doubt will ever see the light of day..
What a shame…A noble profession you’ve described in past posts. I can only imagine the dark and the quiet where you worked.
Once upon a time long ago I found myself on a deserted beach in the Yucatan. The storm clouds were dark, rolling off the expanse of the sea in front of me. I have never felt so small and insignificant and vulnerable in my life. It was just a moment but I’ll never forget those feelings; and I wonder if you felt that in depths of the oceans…or whether you were so focussed on what you were down there for and your safety…
You’ve left your mark. You found your calling, that being, it seems, a rarity these days. Job? Of course…but passion? You were fortunate. 😊
SCUBA certified 1967. At local YMCA. With double hose reg and CO2 Mae West. BC’s weren’t invented yet. In a 1980’s 110 foot bounce dive to U-853 off Block Island, RI, someone stole my spare single hose USD reg from my dive bag. Didn’t realize it until got home.
What’s your deepest depth? Was it mixture or regular air?
U-853.. that must have been an interesting dive.. a deep one using scuba gear.. (hang a spare full tank with regulator down the downline to at least the sixty f.s.w. depth.. just in case..)..
there are a few U-boats down in the Gulf.. I worked with a former Marine Force Recon who personally knew where one was.. with the conning tower still sticking up out of the seafloor..
Air.. Heliox.. Nitrox.. experimental mixes and decompression profiles.. down to several atmospheres..
I hope everyone here has a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I just got in from a run down to Smithville, TN and then Huntsville, AL. At least it seems I will be home to spend what I am sure will be my Dads last Thanksgiving with him.
I know of at least 4 salary drivers at my terminal that are working this day and quite a few other regular drivers are also. Nestles continues to ship, Toyota works over the Holiday since part of the stuff goes to a plant in Canada, and Lear Logistics is also continuing to run.
The way it works for salary drivers is that one can have either Thanksgiving off or Christmas, but not both.
Though generally truck traffic will be down, there are still a lot of drivers working out there over this Holiday. It is the nature of the beast.
Happy Thanksgiving and be safe …🙏👍
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Happy Thanksgiving, rah. I am so grateful that you’ll be with your family and especially your father. Hoping very much your memories of this day will be strong ones, fond ones…your mental cocktails in the making 🙏
” At least it seems I will be home to spend what I am sure will be my Dads last Thanksgiving with him.”
I hope you can cherish and enjoy every moment.
I lost my Dad in the spring of 2018…..
Happy Thanksgiving.
Greg, my husband lost his dad, the man who taught him everything he knew in post war poor Britain 30 years ago. To this day he still feels the loss, but oh the stories he tells on this unassuming man…such good memories. The time passes but the missing remains… a testament to your dad’s and your relationship. Your dad continues to live through you, which is his lasting legacy. I bet he’d be very proud of that.
Thanksgiving blessings to you sir.
Enjoy the Holiday – especially with your father.
Mine passed almost 15 years ago at the age of 103. I miss him every day.
Family is everything.
Happy Thanksgiving, rah❣️❣️❣️
Well, Happy Cursday…
Frank Field, I thought of you the other day…blessings!
Puppy pick up delayed till the weekend…oh well…
Happy Thanksgiving, Aggiegirl. The day is coming!! Can’t wait to hear all about your new family member. I am truly anticipating it with you.🤗
. . . but deliver us from the Evil One.
The Jesus Prayer
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy upon me, a sinner.
The 50th Psalm
Septuagint
Prayer of Saint Ioannikios the Great of Bithynia (+ 846)
My hope is the Father, my refuge the Son, my protection the Holy Spirit. O Holy Trinity, glory to Thee.
Love this!
Happy Thanksgiving, Sepp!
And Happy Thanksgiving to you!
From Small Compline
Rejoice Virgin Theotokos, Mary full of Grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women and blessed is the Fruit of thy womb, for thou hast borne the Savior of our souls. (Thrice)
A bless-ed Thanksgiving to you, Sepp.
“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.”
~James 1:17~
Happy Thanksgiving!
Every day!
Bless you, Sepp. Thank you.
Mornin’ all! Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving, WeeWeed. One of the many gifts I am thankful for is seeing your contributions here daily. Nobody draws like Ramirez. The details in his artwork! Oh my….
You never fail. 😂
Happy Thanksgiving, WeeWeed❣️
PRAYING ON THE ARMOR OF GOD
Father God, I now follow your command to put on the full armor of God, because my battle is not against flesh and blood but against rulers, authorities, the powers of this dark world and against spiritual forces of evil in the unseen world.
I first pray on the Belt of Truth that it may be buckled around my waist, may I be centered and encircled by your truth dear Lord. Hem me inside all that is true and right, and may I be protected and held up by the truth of your living word, in my Lord Jesus name.
I pray on the Breastplate of righteousness, please protect my vital organs and my inner man, cover my integrity, my spirit, and my soul. Guard my heart for it is the wellspring of life, please strengthen and guard the most vulnerable places in my life with that which is right, good, and noble that I might not receive a fatal blow from the enemy, in my Lord Jesus name.
I pray on the Gospel Shoes of Peace. I choose to stand in the shoes of your good news, and on the firm foundation of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, the solid eternal rock. All other ground is sinking sand, I pray that I will not slip or fall, but that my feet would be firmly fitted on your lordship, my Lord Jesus. I choose to stand on you, so that the peace of God, which transcends all understanding will guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus, the eternal Rock of Ages. I receive your holy peace now my Lord, from the sole of my feet to the crown of my head, in my Lord Jesus name.
I pray the Shield of Faith into my hand now. As I take up the shield of faith, I ask that you might extinguish every dart and arrow, that is launched from the enemy to take me down spiritually, physically, mentally, emotionally, and every attempt of the enemy to destroy my joy. I ask that my faith in you would make it flame out. Extinguish every flaming arrow that would come against me, my life, my family, my home, or my ministry. May my faith always be out in front of me like a shield. Give me the courage to “faith my fears” by choosing to walk by faith and not by sight, in my Lord Jesus name.
I pray on the Helmet of Salvation, that you might protect my mind from the thoughts that can lead me astray. I choose to take every thought captive, and arrest all intentioned ideas and motives that would harm others, or distract me from your holy will for me. I submit every captured thought to the Lordship of my Lord Jesus Christ, and ask that you would imprison those thoughts that are not of you my Lord. Transform my mind and renew my thinking that I may think God thoughts, and have a sober mind that is focused on your glory. Please protect me from being double minded that I may allow my mind, I reject to live an earthly life, because I choose to live a holy one, governed by you My Lord Jesus, the prince of peace, please have my mind to be saturated with the holy mind of Christ, in my Lord Jesus name.
Finally, I take up the Sword of the Spirit which is the holy word of God, I pray this powerful offensive weapon into my hand, and ask that your holy word would be fitting for every encounter I face. As the enemy gets close to me, please give me the insight, wisdom, and skill to wield the word of God to drive away the enemy, in my Lord Jesus name.
May the enemy and his team flee from me, upon hearing the word of God spoken by the power and direction of the Holy Spirit. Give me the sword of the spirit to cut through the wiles of the devil, so that I may discern the schemes of the enemy when he is near.
With all kinds of prayers, supplication, and intercession I pray to you my Lord God as the one who fights my battles. Now that I’m in your holy powerful armor, I walk away covered and ready to face my day as you go before me, and please protect me in the midst of the spiritual warfare in this unseen world, in my Lord Jesus name.
Thank you my Lord, for the spiritual weapons of armor and prayer that you have given me. It is written no weapon formed against me shall prosper, and you will refute every tongue that accuses me.
Thank you Father God, my Lord Jesus and the Holy Spirit, that I am more than a conqueror in my Lord Jesus. I pray all of this in the mighty name of my Lord God and Savior Jesus Christ.
AMEN.
Verse of the Day for Thursday, November 24, 2022
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“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1 (KJV)
Thank You, Jesus, for blessings received and prayers answered!!!
A most bless-ed Thanksgiving I wish for you, dear duchess. And all the blessings He can provide for you. I am grateful for your daily offerings. For us all you are our most wonderful blessing💕
BE MY VOICE
BABY LIVES MATTER
JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN
“….and into His courts with praise. Be thankful unto Him and speak good of His name.”
PLEASE PRAY FOR ONE ANOTHER
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Amen!!
Happy Thanksgiving to one and all.
If you are interested, here are a couple of books about the settlement of the wild west. These two books follow 4 generations of a family who came to North America looking for opportunity.
Here is the first:
Ben Arnold was the contemporary of Wild Bill, Crazy Horse, Sitting Bull, Buffalo Bill, George Armstrong Custer, Frank Grouard, and many other notables of the old west. He knew most of them and he was well-known in the territories of Montana, Wyoming, and the Dakotas.
After serving in the American Civil War, Arnold went west and worked through the end of the century as a gold miner, cowboy, lawman, and army scout. He was with General George Crook during the 1876 Big Horn and Yellowstone Expedition, when Custer lost his life and Crook fought Crazy Horse at the Rosebud.
In this thrilling account of his life, Arnold provides a look into a world that is long gone and fascinating to anyone interested in the wild west of the 19th century. As a man who lived among and had family among the Indians, he gives a sympathetic and clear-eyed view into a way of life he saw vanishing.
Ben’s great grandson settled in southern Saskatchewan, just across the Montana border. Here is his book:
https://archive.org/details/grassroots0000ande/mode/2up?view=theater
I’m sure many of us have similar stories. Those times were tough, but they were good.
Among the things we are grateful for on this Thanksgiving Day, a heartfelt wish from an absent poster
A thanksgiving wish for you all!!
Gobble gobble
Blessings to you and Doc, ms Idaho. Thank you for passing the message along. I am boomeranging very fond Thanksgiving wishes back to this much missed fellow…never far from my thoughts. LBT💕
Blessings to all here…
The above message wasn’t from your special fellow, Betsy.
Oh……the penny has gloriously dropped…thankfully. Another blessing today!! (Big smiles).😘
Wow! It was amazing to spend 7 hours with Dr. Fauci. The man who single-handedly wrecked the U.S. economy based upon “the science.” Only to discover that he can’t recall practically anything dealing with his Covid response!
If he ever writes a book, it will be very very short
Love Jeff Landry! 🕊💕
Eric Schmitt in Missouri tweeted the following…
“Tomorrow we take the deposition of Dr Fauci.
What would you ask him under oath?”
One man answered…
“Do you enjoy torturing people as much as you did torturing beagles?”
I would honestly pay to ask that one myself…I’d tell him I want a one word answer…yes or no. There is no adjective or category strong enough for this most wicked malformation of bone and tissue.
Happy Thanksgiving dear friends at the CTH!
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I got my new old pickup truck. I paid $3,000 for a 1995 Ram 3/4 ton with 128,000 miles on it. It has the single bench seat and full length bed. Virtually no rust above or below and the steel frame on that truck is at least a 1/6th inch thicker than that of the heavy duty trucks GM and Ford are selling now.
It has a 30 gallon tank and the big 10 cylinder engine in it, bed liner, stainless steel bed diamond plate rails that protect the top edges of the bed sides, flip out tie downs, and the electric braking system for a trailer or 5th wheel. IOW it is a HOSS!
Starts and runs like a top. ABS brake light is on but the brakes are working great. The Dash is cracked. Some paint and interior trim faded. I has a few minor dings here and there. The radio work intermittently because of ground short that will easily be fixed.
I have priced tires for it because I want a more aggressive tread for winter driving. The Kelly tires I think I’m going to get are 10 ply and will cost me about $1,100 for a set, mounted and with a 3 year road hazard. I’ll fill the bed with a load of firewood to put some weight on it for the winter.
I will take care of the tires first, then a tune up and oil change/lube, check the brakes for whatever needs to be done, the radio next and put a remote start in it. Then this spring comes the dash, which I hope to replace. The finally I’m going to look into what it would cost to get a new paint job to the factory colors of black and gray.
This truck should be my last because it will almost certainly outlast me. I love it!
My British husband couldn’t wait to get a pickup when we settled back here. Well, I resettled…he was a new immigrant…
He bought a 2004 Ram in mint condition with 154,000 on it. I couldn’t get him out of it.
Hubs says look for Kelly grabbers, if you can get them…although those may be the ones you’re speaking of….
The ones they showed me are Kelly Edge A/T. Lt245/75R16. But I have only gone to one store and will be going to a couple more to see what they have and what it costs before I make a final decision to buy.
Quite right…shop till you drop to get the right price. She’s going to be a beauty by the time you’re finished.😊
love blues traveler , thank you leroy ..
Happy Thanksgiving everyone ♥️
Bless-ed Thanksgiving to you, Leroy😊
The turkey is carved. Or at least the portion of that 25.91 lb bird I’m taking to Dads is. Going to be 18 people there I hear. But there will also be a ham, chicken & noodles, corn pudding, sweet potato casserole, cheesy mashed potatoes, shrimp cocktail, and a huge selection of other dishes. Every family pitches in but we have always done the Turkey because Sherry does and excellent job. In addition to the Turkey we will be bringing stuffing and applesauce bars with cream cheese icing.
Sherry will pick the carcass and will make turkey and noodles later. And there will be plenty left for a few good turkey sandwiches.
I had to carve it the old fashioned way because our electric knife is not working right even though we got a new one just two years ago.
No turkey this year, but whenever we have had one, I hover around the one carving to sneak pieces of the delicious crisp seasoned skin. Honestly if left alone with a done bird I could probably rip that sucker off in one go and be absolutely content for the rest of the day😁 Bon appetite!
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✝️ Lord, thank You for the day. Amen.