Tag: writing
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The Bus Driver
My mother was a bus driver for 23 years before she left us for Heaven. She loved being a bus driver because she loved children. To parent’s of kindergarteners she was known as the ‘singing bus driver.’ She had this title because she would sing with the kindergartens as she drove them to and from…
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Mamaw’s Eggs
The Good ‘Ol Days “Brothers and sisters, I do not consider that I have made it my own yet; but one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the [heavenly] prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.”…
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Gold Shoes
“but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31 ESV Happy 91st Birthday dad. Your first in Heaven. I see you wearing your shoes of gold and running through fields…
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Dashing Through the Snow
“Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my right hand.” Psalm 73:23 ESV I remember vividly coming to mamaw and papaw’s house for Christmas when we lived in Fort Worth, TX, while dad pursued his Master’s Degree (and graduated) from seminary. This would have been around 1969 or 1970. The travel time was really…
Myron Speaks 