Perhaps a return to the "internal ministry"?
You can never get enough fruits of the spirit.
yep, taps out, throws in the towel, waves the white flag!
in today's watchtower it basically said don't expect any results due to widespread apathy and opposition.
but you can still bear fruit just by going through the motions of being regular in field service.
Perhaps a return to the "internal ministry"?
You can never get enough fruits of the spirit.
a walk in the moonlight will do me good.
i shall understand inner turmoil in a new light, that proffered by the softly suffused illumination della bella luna.
the black shadow of the walking dead, cast upon a meandering path by the gracious moon, will be my companion.. treading my way slowly, reverentially, to the frosty view above that patiently awaits me, i stop dead at land's end.
Wishing you and your boys happy trails, Perry.
"The moon is mysteriously comforting."
YES!
Thanks.
a walk in the moonlight will do me good.
i shall understand inner turmoil in a new light, that proffered by the softly suffused illumination della bella luna.
the black shadow of the walking dead, cast upon a meandering path by the gracious moon, will be my companion.. treading my way slowly, reverentially, to the frosty view above that patiently awaits me, i stop dead at land's end.
a walk in the moonlight will do me good.
i shall understand inner turmoil in a new light, that proffered by the softly suffused illumination della bella luna.
the black shadow of the walking dead, cast upon a meandering path by the gracious moon, will be my companion.. treading my way slowly, reverentially, to the frosty view above that patiently awaits me, i stop dead at land's end.
A walk in the moonlight will do me good.
I shall understand inner turmoil in a new light, that proffered by the softly suffused illumination della bella luna. The black shadow of the walking dead, cast upon a meandering path by the gracious moon, will be my companion.
Treading my way slowly, reverentially, to the frosty view above that patiently awaits me, I stop dead at land's end. Full, round, and gleaming is beauty supernal: my exquisite, my lovely Moon. How I wish to touch her but am overwhelmed by giant sentinels whose barren arms stretch with desperate longing toward her. For all their height, those statuesque trees are no more able to caress her silvery face than I. The eternal, unrequited pining for what is enthroned on high.
I am seeking something, but it remains unnamed and unknown. Who will tell me who I am and where I am going? A thankless and lonely quest has it been all these years. The lunar queen has no spoken answer, perhaps, yet her presence comforts me as none other can.
An estate in Northern California . . .
THANKS!
On this beautiful property, all buildings are otherwise well maintained.
Nature triumphs.
greetings, pet owners and lovers:.
while i have no pets of my own, i do care for dogs and cats and have cared for bunnies and guinea pigs in the past.
i'm working on an essay with an 11-year-old student, and the subject is symbiotic relationships and how humans learn from their close interaction with animals.. here is a portion of the reference material under study:.
Thank you, LUHE, JRK, and Pete, for your comments and pics.
I am eternally gratefully for my bound volumes and their keeping me current on current thinking (well, slightly dated current thinking).
I am caring for a pair of Maine Coons that are only now coming out of hiding and allowing me to pet them. It's been a mere three years.
greetings, friends:.
my trusty and very old dell died a few days ago; a friend's gift of a toshiba has gotten me here.
fortunately, it uses windows 7 like my old pc.
Good one, humbled!
Thanks, smiddy3, for the welcome back!
HEAVEN FORBID!