tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-360766492011-12-16T09:15:39.917-06:00Looking for the heavenly meaning in the every day events of life. <br> I pray you will be blessed and encouraged by what you read.Sharon @ Little Lessonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06998634198768159969noreply@blogger.comBlogger2651100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36076649.post-15107802209330203862011-08-29T21:03:00.000-05:002011-08-29T21:03:55.142-05:00

Recently, I was cleaning my kitchen sink when I noticed the sprayer by the faucet had some kind of build-up on it. I don't use the sprayer all that much. I guess it was build-up from the chemicals in our wonderful city water.  Anyway, I took my sponge and wiped the holes on the sprayer. Then I scrubbed them. And yet the residue remained. So I turned on the hot water and let it run through the

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In my day job, I manage a great group of people. One of my responsibilities as a manager is to provide one-on-one monthly feedback. Usually this is very easy as my team does their job very well. One morning I was getting ready for work and picking out the jewelry I would wear that day. It was a one-on-one day. I reached for a necklace and grabbed two at one time. One was a cross. The other was a

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Our front yard is ... dead ... or more accurately, it's non-existent.   It simply brown weeds, brown spots of a little grass, and bare dirt. That's right. We are in a drought here in North Texas. Hadn't had rain in weeks or maybe months. I'm not sure. I lost track. However! My neighbors on either side of me have beautiful green lawns. Same town. Same drought. Very different results. So I

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Earlier this year, we filed a protest regarding the value of our home as it's appraised for tax purposes. Why? In an economy where all I hear is "housing values are dropping", our had gone up. Gone up considerably. It didn't make sense. I had asked a neighbor if theirs had gone up. "Nope." So I started researching and found that our house was 'valued' at over $8 per square foot more than

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Did you know that Mickey D's sells any size drink for just $1? With tax, here locally, that comes to $1.08. Did you also know they have pretty good sweet tea? Well, for a while I picked up this (perhaps bad) habit of stopping and getting a large sweet tea on my way to work each morning. To make it easier to move through the drive-through line, I carefully counted out $1.08 which I withdrew

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I had flipped the radio to a country music station but forgot that I had done that. The music was mindlessly playing in the background. Suddenly I heard an interview with a group that had a song playing on this station. It sounded like "Air Church".  Hmmmm...I'd never heard of them...So I looked down at the XM Radio screen and it said "Eric Church"  Ahhh yes! I was on a country station. I

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It was just a picture on Facebook.  A simple picture with a graphic and a few words. The picture spoke volumes. It was a picture of Garfield holding a book and displayed these simple words: "Some of My Best Friends Are Books." My first reaction was "How true!" Books do make good friends. They entertain you. They are always there when you reach out for them. They don't betray you or speak 

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Unless you've lived here, you probably don't understand the influence of Texas High School Football. I grew up in Florida and thought high school football was big there. I lived in Western Pennsylvania where you couldn't find anyone in our small town on a Friday night when the local high school team was playing 'at home' unless you were also at the game. High school football has its draw in many

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Imagine this: It's a beautiful Sunday morning. You are gathering with your family and friends to worship at your local church. In walks one lone visitor. No one knows the visitor. No one knows anything about the visitor. Imagine this visitor in your mind. Imagine what the visitor might be like. Imagine the type of person you 'hope' this visitor will be. What kind of visitor are you and your

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Today my husband and son are at the Nascar race so I have the house to myself, if you don't count the cats. If you know me well, you know housework and me do not get along at all. In fact, most of the time I just don't do it...which is why I call myself the world's worst housekeeper. But... Since I had the house to myself, I said to myself, "Self! Let's sweep and mop the kitchen floor!"

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I wanted to have a closer relationship ... with youSo I brought you to my bedroom.I set you in a prominent place ... beside my bed,Determined to spend time with you,To get to know you better,Know you more intimately.When the night fell, I saw you sitting there.I glanced your way and thought to myself"soon enough we'll communicateI need to go through my night routine first...Get ready for bed"So I

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Tigger, our girl cat, chews herself. Actually chews her fur until she is raw. And she's not ashamed of it. She sits there and destroys herself.We try to stop her. Not much works. We clap loud to get her attention. Shout her name. Stomp our feet. The quickest way to get her to stop is to go after her and then she runs away.But that doesn't mean she stops chewing.Sometimes she will be chewing in

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We were discussing doctors. The others were talking about our local walk-in, no appointment necessary, clinics called "CareNow". I was speaking of my personal physician.We spoke of the differences. One friend said that her son calls "CareNow"..."Care Later" since most people in this area use web check-in then sit a home and wait and wait until they get a call to come on into the clinic thus

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My male cat, Tiger, loves to be petted ... on his own terms ...When he wants to be petted, he comes and sits on the floor by my legs and just stares at me. And stares at me.He stays put and stares with full expectation that I will understand his desire and that I will statisfy that desire by picking him up and petting him in his favorite places, one of which is just under his chin.Once I put him

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Remember the plant I told you about?It finally died ... completely.So dead I just had to throw it away. I knew I could not bring it back this time. It was gone.When I realized this, I looked around at its surroundings and realized that the only light it had was artificial light. No direct natural sunlight and it was a creation that needed sunlight.Little Lesson Life ExpressionWhat light are

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As we walked through the store yesterday, I saw a wall plaque that read something like: "Inside me lives a skinny person who is screaming to get out. I can usually shut her up with cookies."Ah yes! That's me for sure... except I shut mine up with Skittles!So it got me thinking...of course...what's the Little Lesson my Loving Lord would have me learn from that funny little sign that caught my

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I wonder where it went. What happened to it? It used to be so prevalent.Take for example this conversation:Me; “I bought you some of your favorites and put them in the cooler”Them: “That’s fine.”Or perhaps:Me: “Can I get you some iced tea or something else to drink?”Them: “I’m good.”Or this one:Them: “I love your shirt. You look great in that color.”Me: “This old thing?”And finally:Them: “I haven

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“You know, I meant to send him an email this week.” Dear Hubby was disappointed in himself. We have a friend whose dad is not doing well and may be in his final days here on this earth. “I wasn’t sure what to say because I can’t imagine what he’s going through.” He was right. We are both blessed to have both of our parents still with us and in pretty good health.I told him that sometimes all we

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I'm an addict.I admit it.But ... it's all my parents fault.Yep! It's true. Here's how it happened...We recently went on a family vacation to North Carolina. Dear hubby, me, my son and daughter-in-love ... Mom and Dad ... my brother along with his wife, four of their five grown children, their daughter-in-love and two grandchildren.I had one goal while we were there...to have great family

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“Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see,Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see,For the Father up above, is looking down in love,So be careful little eyes what you see!”I love this song. Many of us learned it when we were growing up. I hope they still teach it to preschoolers today. It’s a simple concept, right? Don’t look at things you should not look at.I’m thinking maybe we should also sing

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I received a small plant as a gift a few months back. Since neither one of my thumbs is green, it's leaves promptly withered up and died.The leaves died but the core of the plant ... it refused to die.As you can see in this picture, the stem of the plant is, well, green.I have been watching this plant daily for weeks. I touch the soil and if it's a bit dry, I water it. From the bottom as I

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I have a friend that is very special to me. She walked with me through some very rough times. I haven't heard from her in ... years. I call her every year on her birthday. She doesn't answer the phone. I leave a Happy Birthday voice mail. She does not call me back.I miss her. She lives too far away for me to pop in for a visit. Lately I've really wanted to have one of our chats. She always seems

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I'm a walking, talking fashion faux pas.Fashion and me just do not get along. Recently, I managed to coordinate a blouse, necklace, and earrings. I looked nice. Even had on some eye shadow and mascara. (I rarely wear makeup.)By way of a compliment, a friend said, "You know what you need? A bracelet! That would finish it off nicely!" Finish it off. I was more coordinated than you've seen me in

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While drying my hair this morning, I noticed the small frame on the wall."I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."Thinking of the struggles I've faced recently, I said, "Loving Lord, how? And why? Even with your strength I don't know how to continue working through these issues." Continuing to swirl the hair dryer around my head, I was pondering my questioning attitude when I was

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Recently we were discussing a band that was considered an overnight sensation. During our chat we became aware of a song they had on the billboard charts some TEN years before they became an 'overnight' success.I commented that many overnight success stories are years and years in the making.Through the years, I've heard many stories of lives that were changed overnight when a lost soul comes to

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While we were at the Weekend to Remember event, they told the story of a couple who thought that they were on an "all expenses paid" trip, so they really lived it up. They ate the finest things on the menu. They took advantage of every amenity at the resort.The truth was that their daughter, who knew they needed to be there and knew that they would say they didn't have the money to go, had put up

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My current PC wallpaper at work has the verse Psalm 37:4 written out on it.So I said, "Lord, I really desire..."He said, "Hold on. Are you sure you are delighting yourself in Me? In Me? Are you? Really?!?!?"Little Lesson Life ExpressionWho or what are you delighting in today? Are you delighting in the Lord? In His promises? Does your focus need to shift today towards Him?Psalm 37:4 (New

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Tonight after cooking supper and washing the pots and pans, I surfed around on Facebook and passively watched American Idol.On AI the contestants all had to sing Michael Jackson songs. I've never been much of an MJ fan. I did like the song Ben. (Does anyone remember that one?)So I was not surprised to hear the judges say over and over, "That was just not a good song choice for you." How can the

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(Dear hubby asked me if I really had the dream I mentioned yesterday. In case you too were wondering, yes. My reply to him was actually "Yes. You know I don't make up anything in the Little Lessons." To me, what makes Little Lessons special is what the tag line states: "Looking for the heavenly meaning in the every day events of life.")Last Friday, the president of the company I work for made a

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I had a dream last night. In the dream, a Bible Study leader was telling each of us to come up and get a banana and a muffin. Each of us went and picked up one of each. Then...Then...Then I woke up! Arrrgghhhh!!! What was the lesson??? Why did I wake up before I heard the lesson. I stayed in bed and thought about it. What can I learn from a banana and a muffin? To do so, I had to think about what

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Grab your cell-phone.Go ahead. I'll wait. Got it? Good.If your phone is like mine, there's a button on the side that lets you change the volume. Leaving out the vibrate options, mine goes in this order: Loud, Soft, Silent. Is yours similar? Since my phone has to be on Silent or Vibrate when I'm at work, every morning I go through this list from Loud to Soft/Vibrate and then in the afternoon as

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Well, my, my, my .....You all are indeed out there in readershipland. :-)I've heard encouraging words from many of you today. Some of you were caught by surprise at my tongue-in-check summary of how few of you there are. In case you missed it, in my previous post, I was looking for you to provide the lesson. I asked the readers to read the snippet about the road less traveled, the road with no

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In the last 10 days I have found out that Little Lessons has just a hand-full of readers...Rick, Rose, Connie, and Anonymous, all who responded on the website and Laura who emailed me directly. Although I really thought Little Lessons had more readers, I will still follow my Loving Lord's direction and write these lessons as I see them happen around me.So what did the road less traveled with no

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I've always know it.You know it too. You know that I prefer primary side roads over the freeways where I live. But know I know it's really true.I take the road less traveled. How do I know?I do not drive by even one Starbucks on my way to work using my preferred route.Oh, yeah, I see a Little Lesson in that. But today I want to find out if you do.If you are reading this on Facebook or through

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"You look great. What did you do different?" my friend asked as we walked out of the Sunday morning service."Everything!" I replied, smiling."You look HOT!"...in Bible study...another friend...as an afterthought she said "Is it okay for two middle-aged married women to say that to each other" and we both laughed.'Everything' was different. New glasses, new hair color with highlights, wearing

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Today in the United States of America, we have the privilege of doing something few, if any, other countries get to do. We get to swear into office the next leader of our country. A leader that was elected by the people of this great country. Every four years we have this privilege. Inauguration Day falls on January 20th every four years. [January 20th is also my nephew's birthday so every four

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Today we bid farewell to our current President and prepare to inaugurate our next one tomorrow.From the comments I have read on Facebook and other places on the Internet, I know some people are thinking "This can not happen fast enough."Whether you loved him as President or hated him as President, the fact remains that he was our President for 8 years. Whether or not you are excited about our

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Tuesday was my first day to report for possible Jury Duty.In downtown. I don't drive our freeways and I don't drive downtown. So of course I took the train, the TRE (Trinity Railway Express), and then caught a bus to get me nearer to the Tarrant County Justice Center. Although I had my directions in hand, not wanting to get lost along the way, I asked a lot of questions. I asked questions to

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While Pastor Gregg was preaching Sunday, as usual I was taking notes.My penmanship is not that great. Be glad you are reading this on-line and not in a handwritten journal. You might not be able to read my writing.As he was making that point on slave to sin versus slave to righteousness, when I wrote the word 'sin', even I couldn't read it. So I rewrote the letter "i" in the middle of the word.

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Pastor Gregg is preaching a sermon series on "New Year, New You". This past Sunday, one of his points was that we are either slave to sin or slave to righteousness.As is often the case, my mind wandered down it's own path as he made this point.Before you read on, please understand that I know that I'm not perfect and I have made mistakes and sometimes I have flat out sinned.With that said ... I

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Every morning, Tigger and Tiger get cat treats. The later I sleep, the more anxious they get about their treats. They desire them as early in the day as they can get them. If I first sit at the computer, like I did this morning, they sit near by and....they really do this...Tiger particularly...they scowl at me. It's like they are saying "Stop what you are doing! Don't you know how important our

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Tiger, my boy cat, loves to come in the bathroom with me. He loves to move around through my ankles showing affection and wanting attention. I pet him and sometimes pick him up and we cuddle and have "purr-time". When "purr-time" is over, I put him down and he rubs up against my ankles again. As soon as I make the slightest movement that indicates I'm about done, he runs away. As long as I'm

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Tired of cold cereal and breakfast bars ... and needing to reduce the sugar in my diet ... I decided to have oatmeal for breakfast. Instant oatmeal. Brand new box. I got out the bowl and read the directions on the box. And reread the directions. Then I opened the box ... and ... I ... read the directions on the individual packet. The directions gave me some choices like use either milk or water

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I must be really plain. Plain to the point of unnoticeable.I have a limited wardrobe and wear basically the same things over and over.Recently, I've made a few simple changes and the responses have been surprising.For example, I have one outfit that looks very nice on me (or so I think). I've worn this outfit to both church and work. A few weeks ago, I wore the outfit to church with one small

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The tree is beautiful. Fall is in full force here in Wisconsin. I've traveled here for business this week. Driving from the airport to the office, I traveled through the university campus and the beauty of the fall colors almost made me want to return to college.Arriving at the office, I noticed the tree. The reds so rich. The oranges so bright.But it was odd at the same time. It seemed the top

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What were your thoughts when you read the title of today's Little Lesson? What did those six little words bring your mind to? (Note to parents: Today's Little Lesson may be rated PG instead of G.)It's not what you think. I didn't say what you thought you read.If fact, I simply want my word back.In high school, I had a friend named Holly Gay. I loved her name. It always made me happy. See I knew

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It was to be a zoo. Or perhaps a jungle. Monkeys, flamingos, lions, and, of course, tigers. I was to be a tiger. So chosen in tribute to my own two cats Tigger and Tiger. And perhaps in honor of my high school mascot from all those years ago.It was actually crazy hat day at work. All of us leaders were wearing animal hats and either animal print shirts or camouflage. I had looked the previous

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Someone 'got it'. They really got it. When I started writing Little Lessons from my Loving Lord, I prayed that people would get it. That people would start to see the little lessons that are revealed to them as they go about living their lives...and that they would start sharing their own insights with others.Yesterday, I received an email from dear hubby's dad...who is a faithful reader. My

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I went to Kohl's today. Don't you just love shopping at Kohl's?I was a bit confused though. I had not been to this store in about two months. They had moved things around. Petites now occupy the space where my size used to be. I wondered around until I found clothes in my size. None of the garments on the rack shouted, "Buy me! Take me home with you! Come on, at least try me on!!!" So I headed

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Dear Hubby was sitting on the love seat reading the paper. I was at the computer reading email. The computer desk and the love seat are very close neighbors. In fact, they share the same wall and the same light sources. Dear Hubby's aging eyes did not like the light in the room. He squinted at the paper and said, "We need better light in here. What happened to that lamp that use to be in here?"

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Recently I stopped to pick up a someone on my way to church. We left her house and I headed due north on one of the main roads by her house. A road I travel often. A road I had taken recently. After driving a mile or so, I said "Where I am I going? Why am I going this way?" My church is basically due northeast, not due north, of her house and you take a completely different main road to get

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It's harder than you think. Have you tried it? Does it make you want to stop asking the question?When I issued the challenge I knew it wouldn't be easy. You see, I've done something similar before. In college. A friend initiated the challenge. Said "Next time someone asks you 'How are you?' answer with something off-the-wall." We responded with things like "Fine. Just worried 'bout this malaria."

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Hello my friend...how are you?Did you just mentally answer that question? If so, was it one of the usual suspect answers such as: "Fine. And you?"or"Good. Thanks."or"I'm okay"? How would you have answered if you had been honest with me? Would it have been something like:"Awful. I can't cope with this anymore"or"I'm worn out from...."or"I have issues at work that are getting the best of me"?Why

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Baby gifts. How fun!I have a baby shower to attend next weekend for a cousin on dear hubby's side of the family. As I was shopping for family necessities today, I found myself in a store where the mommy-to-be is registered. I checked the list and it had some interesting items on it but....I wasn't excited about any one thing in particular. So I perused the baby aisles. I looked a clothes, toys,

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Ahhh Yes! I just retrieved myself from a steaming hot over-sized bowl filled with bubbles and scented water. How relaxing. More direct...I just finished taking a bubble bath.As I was soaking and thinking, I was lost in a world of my own. Suddenly, without warning, an uninvited person was in my bathroom. A man. And he was talking about something to do with the dishwasher water and how it obviously

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Tigger and Tiger, my two cats, always have food available to them. Delectable kitty cat food provided in a continual feeding system that holds about five days worth of nutrition. At the bottom of the feeder is a small tray. This is where they actually ‘feed’.I have noticed lately that the tray is often ... empty. But. But! But…they are not out of food. When this tray gets empty, Tigger and Tiger

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Words.I love words.I love to use words and often use too many at the wrong time.But I'm not alone in that...not at all.I wonder what the world would be like if we all had Proverbs 16:24 as a life-directing verse..."Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones."Lately I have found that many people, including me, say things that are not 'pleasant' or 'sweet to the soul

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Think quick...how many times have you quoted the verse "...My God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory..."Too many to count? I thought so.Now...How many times....have you believed that verse to be true? Or have you chosen to fret and worry instead of standing on His promises?When was the last time you saw that verse in action? What was your reaction? Was it confidence or

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I have, several times through my life, bought various 'beauty' items...soap that keeps the fine lines and wrinkles away...diet aids that 'melt the pounds away'....iron pills that should lesson my anemia.Guess what? I now have fine lines in my face. I'm still overweight. My anemia still slows me down when I walk to far or climb too many stairs.Why?Did the products not deliver on their promises?

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Okay. I admit it.I hate to admit it. But I do.Those of you who know me personally, know that I'm rather conservative. I've even been called: old-fashioned, straight-laced, ... oh ... and out-of-touch.I don't watch wild, racy television shows (as a general rule). I don't like movies where it's all about either foul language or sex and nudity.So what am I admitting to? And why?Well....On occasion..

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I once heard a televangelist interview a Christian actress. The actress referred to her 'thorn in the flesh'. The televangelist replied "I got rid of mine! I just pulled it out." The actress referred back to scripture and stated that Paul asked three times for his to be removed but it wasn't. Was the televangelist saying that he was stronger than Paul?Do we ALL have a thorn? What is a thorn?I was

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Hello my friends and family. I have missed you. There is no excuse for my absence although I could give you many 'reasons' that I have not written. But I won't bore you. :-)I'm not sure how many times I will write over the next four months but I will try to 'visit' you as often as I can.I'd like to start my return with an open letter to a very special person...Dear one that we love,I wanted to

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I dream.I mean I have vivid true-to-life full-color wide-screen filmstrips that run through my mind as I am supposed to be rejuvenating my body through REM sleep.Sometimes my dreams are simple and realistic.Sometimes my dreams are far-fetched fiction concepts that 'might' make a great novel ... if the story would just complete itself.You see ... that's where my problem lies. Most of my 'great

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Last summer, dear hubby and I went on a cruise to Mexico for our silver anniversary. In the port of Ensenada, we purchased a beautiful plate with a lighthouse surrounded by rocks with wave crashing in on the rocks. This plate was hand painted. Literally. The painter used their fingers and fingernails to paint the picture. No brushes. Just fingers. The plate was placed on our mantel for all to

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Believe it or not, we are still visiting churches trying to find our home. Right now we are visiting a church that, you might say, is having an identity crisis. The question is: who are they? They were started in the post-war 50's when 'memorial' was a popular name for a church, thus they were chartered as Memorial Baptist Church. However, over the years they moved to a beautiful campus in the

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At my day job we have those faucets in the bathroom where the water in the sink comes on automatically when you place your hands under the faucet.Recently I noticed that quite frequently when I approach the sink the water comes on then I put the soap on my hands and lather well only to find that the water stops flowing so I can't rinse the soap off. So I pull my hands back ... and on comes the

Sharon @ Little Lessonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06998634198768159969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36076649.post-66343800194184085612008-02-07T07:42:00.000-06:002008-02-07T08:03:44.972-06:00

Driving to work, I pass a yellow diamond-shaped sign that reads "Limited Sight Distance". The sign is there to let you know, that as you go up and over this small hill, you can't see what is coming ... what's beyond the hill ... can't see what's there until you are over the hill.Life is often that way. We know the direction we are headed but can't see what is ahead of us. We can only go over the

Sharon @ Little Lessonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06998634198768159969noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36076649.post-75632666826713697972008-02-05T05:58:00.000-06:002008-02-05T08:59:47.435-06:00

I seem to have my daddy's hair.While I love my dad, I'm not so fond of my hair.It's thin, fine, straight, almost non-existent hair. My mom has always had a head full of hair. Hair that you could 'do something with'.The only thing I like about my hair is that, even at my age, I have very few gray hairs. What you see is my natural color. I don't color my hair.Other friends of mine have had gray

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As I was driving to work, I saw a sticker on the car in front of me that read "Enter into the darkness" which I'm pretty sure was a satanic or witchcraft related sticker. Now my normal reaction to such stickers is something completely spiritual like "You stupid person. How dumb can you be?" Okay so that's not a 'holy' response, I know...but I'm human and real and that is exactly what I 'usually'

Sharon @ Little Lessonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06998634198768159969noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36076649.post-57059493883743677262008-01-03T06:23:00.000-06:002008-01-03T06:44:09.488-06:00

Have you ever had a wonderful meal? I mean a 5-Star meal from a classy restaurant or a top quality prime steak cooked to perfection at home. We've had two such occasions in past year or so. One was at a Brazilian steak house and one was at the steak house we went to for a 'milestone' birthday celebration for my sister-in-law. The steaks were melt-in-your-mouth. The service was the best.After you

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Some regular readers and subscribers have noticed and commented on the lack of "Little Lessons" lately. One friend wrote and asked if I was okay. I said that I was fine, I just haven't had much 'inspiration' lately. The things that I did find to write about could have been deem 'inappropriate' by some. Due to my position at work, many of the little lessons I see there I have to keep to myself

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It happened again. It's been probably two years since we got it fixed the first time and now it has happened again.Our plumbing clean-out got clogged. The clean-out got clogged so the drain water from the washing machine had no where to go except back into the house. The pipes were clogged with built-up particles that do not belong in drain pipes.We had a clogged drain pipe and things get trapped

Sharon @ Little Lessonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06998634198768159969noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36076649.post-24771097252725229672007-12-12T07:05:00.000-06:002007-12-12T07:26:48.729-06:00

I received this email today...We have reviewed your resume at Careerbuilder.com and are eager to informyou that we are ready to offer you a vacant position of the "Financial Agent".We looked through your skills and became sure that you correspond to ourrequirements.The position of the "Financial Agent" will require from you ahalf-day activity.Your work will consist in transferring money among

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Football is big in Texas. Currently the best high school teams are in the play-offs seeking a state championship in their division. Our largest high schools are 5A and we have 5A division I and 5A division II.One local school, Southlake Carroll, had some unbelievable win streak come to an end early this year when they played a high school from my hometown which is in Florida.Still, the Carroll

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I'm very curious about something even though I think I know the answer. How did stories about things God is doing spread around before email? I'm also curious as to why He suddenly needs email with conditions to have His love spread around. You know what I mean by 'with conditions'. Emails that instruct you to send the email immediately to x number of people within in x number of hours or days so

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I love to write. Not that you could tell it by coming here recently. But I do. I love to write.Each week I write at least one thing. Each week I write an entry for the FaithWriters Writing Challenge. A few weeks back, I was awarded first place for my entry on Evangelism called Breaking It Down. This meant I had to move from Level 1 and now compete at Level 2. It meant I had to step it up and be

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Yesterday at work, I saw a video about Johnny the bagger. I had heard the story before. If you are not familiar with it, either click the link or search for it on the Internet. There are several places you can read his story.Anyway we were talking about it at dinner last night and this was the conversation.. "That's great but it would never work where I work. People are too beat down.""But it

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So this morning I wanted to follow the challenge from yesterday...however...I'm still not a 'get up' early morning person. So a stayed in bed, quoted some scriptures I know from memory, spoke with our Loving Lord about them then finally got up and got ready for work.I was in the bathroom and noticed the sink needed to be cleaned. I got a tad bit frustrated about this as it seems I am the only one

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I'm an 'OK' morning person. I can wake up and have a conversation before my eyes are even open but I don't like getting up. Planning to get up 'early' takes a lot for me.I have recently discovered a truth that makes me jealous of morning people and of older people.Yes, I said jealous of older people. Why?Well because, based on my experiences, I think most older people prefer 'traditional' worship

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Tiger, my boy cat, often spends time in the bathroom with me. The other day he was in there and the door was closed and he wanted out. So I turned the door handle just enough so that Tiger 'could' simply nudge the door with his nose and walk through it. Verbally, I encouraged him to "go...go on" but he just sat there. He sat there meowing at me. Seemingly he was saying "open the door, open the

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A while back my son lost his job with a major package carrier. He was very disappointed about this event in his young life. He knew what he had to do. He had to get a new job. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do or where he wanted to work.So what do you do? How do you find a new place to work?He immediately went to the mall and put in some applications. He came home and joined Monster.com and

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Smokie and Safire are two cats that allow my sister-in-law (s-i-l) to live in their home. She, of course, loves those cats as if they were her children.Recently my s-i-l was accepting a delivery at their home and after the deliverymen left, Safire was no where to be found. No where!She looked high and low for her. Inside and outside for her. She had never ventured outside so everyone was pretty

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Tigger, my girl cat, loves to boldly walk up to me when I am sitting down and slam her body into my legs. We call it 'slamma jammin' herself into one's legs. Sometimes she also slamma jamma's into my side when I am laying down.The interesting thing is that when I am sitting down and she slamma jammas, if I reach out to pet her, she moves away. Moves out of reach. Which, of course, starts a

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Tomorrow is a special day.It's a holiday but most people don't know that. Tomorrow, November 1st, is All Saints Day.Tomorrow is a special day.It's not special because it's a holiday, it's special because it's someone's birthday and that someone is special to me.Tomorrow is a special day because it is Dad's birthday.Today is a day that many people fuss over. Today is a very weird day. Today is a

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We saw it. We really did. Coming home from lunch on Sunday after church, we saw it. Two girls, on horses, coming out of the 'drive through' at Starbucks. Two girls with their Starbucks cups in hand, on horses, at the end of the drive-through.I had to wonder...Do horses belong in the drive-through at Starbucks? (Does that change it to a trot-through?)We just got a good laugh out of the apparent

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I have a friend from childhood that grew up and became an actress. As adults, we've only had a few opportunities to visit. Whenever I find out that she is anywhere near me, I do try to go see her both as a friend and to support her career.Recently she had a gig in a nearby town and I really wanted to get together with her however the timing was just not right. So we simply chatted by phone and

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I've missed writing to you all. However...Have I not written because I've been too busy?Have I not written because I chose other activities over Little Lessons?Have I not written because many of the Little Lessons that I would have written were possibly at the risk of exposing the shortcomings of someone else instead of my own?Have I not written because I've been uninspired?The answer, depending

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I have 'extremely short' term memory loss.I don't have 'short-term' memory loss.Examples of my 'extremely short' term memory loss include:I get in the shower, wet, shampoo, and rinse my hair, wash my body and wonder "did I shampoo my hair or just wet it?"I sit to write a little lesson and get this far through and wonder "what point was I going to make?"When I leave for work, I put my things in my

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Each evening about the same time, our girl cat, Tigger, expects at least one of us to go to bed. If we are watching TV, she will come and sit in front of us and stare. If we don't respond, she says "meeeow?" which I think means "Aren't you going to bed?" But I'm not completely sure because I don't speak cat very well.So the other night, I did indeed go to the bedroom before she had to come to

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Welcome to the weakly edition of Little Lessons from my Loving Lord.No. That is not a typo. It does seem that I am writing less frequently, like weekly, so perhaps 'weekly edition' also works.The weakly edition is how I feel. One reason that I've only been writing on an occasional basis is that the strong lessons that have practically written themselves over the past year, well, their just not

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Today of all days!Why?I normally don't pay much attention to my hair since most days ARE bad hair days with thin, fine, straight, non-existent hair. But today is the day my new team 'goes-live'. That means that they are taking on the work they were hired and trained to do. So we will have guests from the home office visiting us to help ensure that all systems are go.And I'm having a bad hair day.

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Wow. It's hard for me to believe it's been a week since we last met but that's what the date on my log in blogger.com says.The new job is going good. This past week I had the thrill of hiring and the agony of firing. Neither are easy decisions however both are part of the changes that happen in life.My son's job situation is better. This past week he started a new part time job and he interviewed

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Each night as I go to sleep, I lean up against dear hubby and pray myself to sleep. Most nights I start out praying for my dear hubby and the concerns in his life. Funny thing is ... the more I want to pray about, the faster I fall asleep ... never making it through my list.Then I when I wake up in the morning, I reach out and touch dear hubby and start praying again. I pray between the times my

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As many of you know, I try to avoid the freeways at all cost. Occasionally I will venture onto one of them but not during rush hour or other high traffic times. This, of course, leads me to go through many traffic lights on my way to my destination.Traffic lights can be all green and make for a smooth commute. Or they can occasionally turn red, making for a slower trip to where I am going.That

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Where does the time go? I can't believe that it has been a week since I visited with you here at Little Lessons.I have been writing some, not much but some, in other placesOne such place is at Faithwriters.com. Some of you know that I enter the weekly writing challenge there.In the most recent judging, I received a Highly Commended. This is my 2nd time to be highly commended. It's like getting

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I just read a story online about a man that had to have the top of his head replaced with a plastic prosthetic because his scalp was not kept well during a surgery. (You can read it yourself at http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/20495967/wid/11915773?gt1=10316.)The story ends with a statement that "The experts consulted by the court concluded the new skull roof was better than the original," ... REALLY?

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This week I get to work in my actual office. Well...most of my time will be in the training room with my team but at least I'm working 'locally'...and I don't have to count on the shuttle bus for a ride back to where I will lay my head for the night. Times are good for me.As of this past Saturday, my young adult son is no longer employed. This week he will be job hunting with a vengeance. We

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Last week, I was once again at the hotel where the hair dryer was unplugged. So, of course, before I started to dry my hair, I checked the plug to see if it was connected to the power ... It wasn't ... So ... I plugged it in. (Ya rarely have to tell me something twice ;-))Each morning, I used this hair dryer to dry my hair. It did the job just fine.Then I came home.When I came home, I was once

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My Mom and Dad have always managed their money very well. They rarely spend money that they don’t need to spend. Because of this they are able to provide special treats for themselves when they want to. One of their favorite special treats is going on a cruise! I couldn’t agree more.Anyway, one of the ways they ‘save’ money is to drink water when they go out to dinner. They like water. It’s good

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Recently I blogged about "What Do You Do With People In Chains?" and a friend asked me to share more of my thoughts on this topic.I can not say that I have personally been tangibly involved in a prison follow-up ministry. I have been a prayer supporter for several though. I have also been closely involved in situations where family members have had to deal with the arrest of a loved one and the

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