I see this meme and my heart is heavy for my President. For 3 1/2 years he has been continually abused by the evil left and the fake media and all these groups. Let's keep praying for this man to be strong and courageous on our behalf. Thank you, God, for giving us the best president in my lifetime! Please, God, allow him to continue for 4 more years!
Holy cow! I just stumbled upon this rally early this morning and it is fabulous. You gotta listen!! #walkaway
I love John McNaughton's paintings and sketches. This one is from the debate last night. Love it!
Wow! I haven't been here in a few months, but I'm baaaaaack! ;-) I hope you all are enjoying tonight's debate! Woohooo!
We love and appreciate our farmers!!! Keep up the good work and God bless you!
They ran to the groceries, they filled up their carts,
They emptied the Tops and Price Chopper and Walmart,
They panicked and fought and then panicked some more,
Then they rushed to their homes and they locked all the doors.
The food will be gone! The milk eggs and cheese!
The yogurt! The apples! The green beans and peas!
The stores have run out, now what will we do?
They’ll be starving and looting and nothing to do!
Then they paused, and they listened a moment or two.
And they did hear a sound, rising over the fear,
It started out far, then began to grow near.
But this sound wasn’t sad, nor was it new,
The farms were still doing what farms always do.
The food was still coming, though they’d emptied the shelves,
The farms kept it coming, though they struggled themselves,
Though the cities had forgotten from where their food came,
The farms made them food every day, just the same.
Through weather and critics and markets that fall,
The farms kept on farming in spite of it all.
They farmed without thank yous.
They farmed without praise.
They farmed on the hottest and coldest of days.
They’d bought all the food, yet the next day came more,
And the people thought of something they hadn’t before.
Maybe food, they thought, doesn’t come from a store.
Maybe farmers, perhaps, mean a little bit more.
*Borrowed from a fellow farmer *
Jesus Christ is my Savior and Lord. I'm a retired high school French and English teacher from Michigan who enjoys knitting with friends and traveling with my husband in our homebuilt RV-7A airplane. I feel very blessed to be an American and I love my country and my president.
