Yearning For the Good Old Days

Some days I yearn for my house to smell like it did when I was ten and came home from school. I want the odor of frozen clothes just in off the winter clothes line. I want mom’s homemade cookies and the warmth of the wood stove as it simmers a pot of soup. I yearn for the old fashioned days of faith.

Well I can’t have that anymore but I can create my own memories.

I can put the makings of soup into my crock pot.

 I can stir up a batch of chocolate chip cookies.

I can put a purchased chocolate chip cookie in the microwave for a few seconds.

I can stand by the gas fireplace and pretend.

I can take my clothes out of the dryer too early.

Better still, I can follow these words of advice.

My faith demands–this is not optional–my faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have, to try to make a difference.

Jimmy Carter

Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can.

John Wesley

Prayer- Father, thanks for the memories. (Bob Hope) Amen.

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