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A few days ago, Georgina, my wife, and I were out for a drive, just being alone with the Lord. (You might remember in my last Blog I told you about our "prayer drives" ) It was a beautiful day, and I took a lot of back roads that day, turning this way and then that, until I think I even confused "Elizabeth". That' is my Garmin GPS voice. When I came out at the end of one of those "I'm turning left," even though she said, "turn right", I came out at a 4-way stop, Crossroads with a country store/gas station and pit BBQ, "Mm-mm". My wife looked at me and with a really big smile said, "I know where I'm at!"
...Dave and I are about the same age, and during the late 60's, with the war in Vietnam in full swing, the US military service would not take me as a volunteer because of a medical situation I had, the US Navy took Dave. Eight mounts into his tour of service while I was living a normal life, dating young ladies, working in a grocery store in Phoenix and driving my red convertible, Dave was slipping up the inland river network of Vietnam as part of the elite Brown Water Navy Patrol and was critically injured for his endeavors of trying to help free the Vietnamese people. ..
This morning as we explored a new field, dotted with Eastern Red-bud trees, Riley suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, and took the stance of a hunting dog. He paused, and then pounced on something in the tall grass. When his head came up in his mouth he had a creature of the field. As he started to run off with his prize I quickly gave a tug on his leash and commanded; "No Riley! put that down!" reluctantly he obeyed...On this Mothers Day how many of us can say, I'm so glad God instills in our Mothers the art of guiding with a leash. Oh yes, it is not a physical leash, but a method of directing our steps; A word of direction, a gentle guiding hand, and sometimes even the rod of correction keeps us safe and secure as we travel down our life's pathway.
It rained last night and into this morning, even now the clouds are still heavy with rain. As I was driving around our new home town today I noticed something that was not a familiar sight to me since I lived most of my life the deserts of Arizona. There were areas on the sides of the road, in yards, fields and the edge of some forest areas which were filled with standing water, creating pools, small ponds, and ribbons of water long after the rain was done...All around me I've noticed that everything and everyone feels the impact of this saturation...
Last night I played two games of checkers with my grandson for the championship of the World!
We finished these two games with me wining both and he in tears, "No one can ever win with you!" he proclaimed as he tucked his head, pulled up his knees, crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip!

What a picture of so many of us when things don't go our way. Now mind you, He has only played about eight games of checkers in his entire five years of life, and all of them in the last couple of weeks. So he's not had a lot of experience with this game, and most
of those were with his nine year old sister. Yet, he felt totally defeated because his Papa beat him in the first two games of checkers we ever played.

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