Sometimes You Have to Wonder

A friend sent me an e-mail recently with the following instructions:

Go to google.com
Click on maps
Click on get directions
Type in new york, new york in the from line and paris, france in the to line
Read line 23

If you think this is as amusing as I think it is, please let me know.

Trying the picture thing.

My cousin Gracie in December

The Truth shall set you free.

During a wonderful sermon this snowy, yes, SNOWY, Easter morning, my pastor made the following comments concerning those who say they have the family tomb of Jesus.

The only way that they could really test the DNA of Jesus is to match it with the Fathers' DNA. I wonder how they intend to do that.

Well said Brother George!
( a very good thought )

He then finished the sermon by giving all the accounts in the Bible of people that saw Jesus after He rose a victor over death. Doesn't that just make you feel all warm inside to know that He is indeed risen and that no earthly grave is strong enough to hold our blessed Savior!!

Brrrrrrr

Somewhat chilly for Easter weekend.

Suprise!

I have officially joined the world of bloggers (miracles DO happen, aye they do)!

I will wait for a few momens for you to return from the vast state of shock that I just forced upon you.

Ready?

Okay.

As I was sitting here in my somewhat chilled living room ( I cannot at this time get my heater to obey my orders), I made the decision to start this newfangled chapter in my life. Most of my dearest friends are quite years ahead of me in this endevor, but I will attempt to catch up best I can.

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