"Prayers for my Love"

Last week I wrote about my "valentine", the love of my life, my Adrienne. This week my darling wife is having an operation of some severity and will require some weeks of bed rest and healing time. Because of this situation I will be concentrating my time on helping her to mend.
It will be about five or six weeks until things can get back to our normal lives, so I am suspending my blogs until that time has passed by.
I would appreciate all prayers on my Adrienne's behalf as we are trusting God in all things.
Thank all of you for your readership, but most of all for your prayers at this time. God Bless you all.

"My Valentine!"

This week is "Valentine's Day", a day for celebrating our sweethearts, girl friends, boy friends and fiancées! We celebrate all of those special people in our lives that we designate as "valentines". I know that the kids at my school will exchange cards and have parties this Friday, some will give candy to each other, unlike us old folks, I don't expect to see any flowers given away.

When I first met my "valentine", I was at work, and as most guys, I was taken by her appearance. She had, and still has, bright and expressive eyes and a welcoming smile; she was well dressed without being too flashy; and she was friendly. After a while, we eventually began seeing each other on a very regular basis; rarely a night went by when we weren't with one another. Ah, romance in the beginning is like a whirlwind, swept up in emotion and infatuation.

Soon my "valentine" became my wife. We have been "valentines" for nearly 40 years now and it still seems to be working out well; at least for me anyway!

You may ask how does a "valentine" last for such an extended period, and I believe it is because of all of the shared life we've experienced together.

We have sat through thousands of breakfasts, lunches and dinners and still manage to find something to talk about at each sitting. We still laugh late at night when we say something funny in the bedroom when the lights go out. We still feel that "something" that we don't feel when we are with anyone else, and we aren't interested in looking anyplace else for that "something".

We have lived through each other's illnesses and injuries, feeling each other's pain and doing what we could to make the pain go away. We have each cried over loss of loved ones and found comfort in each other's arms. We have each argued with one another without using words that would cause the kind of hurt that doesn't leave quickly. We have both petitioned God when things looked bleak, and thanked Him when things go well.

She still looks at me like my hair isn't so thin, or my waistline isn't so thick; to her I still feel like a guy in his twenties. Yes I'm still that guy when I'm with her.

She will always be the girl God picked out for me. She is the first face I look for in the room, and the last face I see at night; I don't understand how she has managed to stop the aging process after all these years, but she's done it for me! Her name is Adrienne, she is my "valentine", she is the one that brings out the best in me! I only wish that everyone who reads this can have a "valentine" as great as mine is to me.

Celebrate love this week with someone that makes you better than you are, and tell them so; HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!

"5 Bucks"

I remember many years ago I went to visit a friend at his college for the weekend. I stayed in his dorm room and we spent some time talking about our high school experiences. He set me up with a blind date, nice girl, but not for me. The Saturday I was there, he had asked if I wanted to go to a “mixer” in the student union; a name band from the 60s was performing and the cost was $5.00, a good chunk of change way back then, but I said fine and that evening we walked over to the union for music, girls and dancing.

The girls were friendly and the union was modern, soda and fast food was available at reasonable cost. Everyone was anticipating the group that was featured for the night, they had a “Top 40” record out and we expected some good sounds.

The group walked out on the stage to rousing applause and cheers. They all had on “bell-bottom jeans and wildly colored T-shirts” and they looked the part of “rock stars”.

They stood at center stage and the lead singer flashed a smile at his band mates and the music began.

Evidently, the studio engineers are very important people in the music industry and play a great part in “refining” the music you hear on the radio. The noise that assaulted my ears at this “concert” was tantamount to a “cat caught in a potato-peeler”. I had never heard noises like this outside of a “horror movie”. I paid 5 bucks for this, and I was not happy! I said to my friend “These guys stink! I’m not staying around to listen to this garbage!” My friend agreed with me and we left for a small club in town for the rest of the evening.

I know this cost me $5.00, but I couldn’t stand the crap that was passing for music so I “bit the bullet” and walked out.

Last week, America heard President Barack Hussein Obama make his State of the Union Address to Congress. His message was part rehash of last year’s speech and part Obama saying he was going to bypass Congress to enact his agenda for America.

I won’t lie, I couldn’t sit through another Barack Obama speech, so I opted to ignore it for anything else that was available; and it didn’t cost me 5 bucks to do it! This was easy for me, as I had no peer pressure to watch his speech so I could turn it off at my pleasure.

I heard there was one courageous man who was sitting in the Capitol Building who had finally had enough of this President’s ideological rhetoric and disregard of the Constitution and he got up and left the hall!

Congressman Steve Stockman from Texas was fed up with Barack Hussein Obama and he walked away in disgust. This is a man with real nerve and real principles. I’m sure you will hear howling from the left for weeks about his action, but he only did what millions of Americans would have done had they been sitting there with him.

I have heard that Representative Stockman has begun impeachment inquiries for Mr. Obama, and I laud him for this action. It is tough for a politician to take such a visible course in the arena of Washington D.C.; it could mean political suicide, or it could mean he takes his job seriously, as a public trust.

I wish Congressman Stockman well in his pursuit, as he is one of the few who is actually looking out for the people of the United States of America! Let me know if you need 5 bucks!!!