Where our yard runs down to the creek Was once a field of maize. Where the women in colored beads Gathered the ears in earlier days.
While the braves with bow and arrow Hunted the deer and stalked the bear. And Indian children ran and played Across the field over there.
Days turned into years and time marched on And these people have all gone away. But sometimes when the breeze is still I can almost hear them today.
The women chanting a song in the rows of maize And children laughing as they play. The sound of horses hoofs as the men return. I can almost hear them today.
I wonder why I feel such kinship To these brave people of long ago. Could their blood run with my blood. I don't know, but I feel it is so.
Riding up to the North pasture To check on the cattle, my horse and me. I glance over to my right. A heard of cows gathered round a tree. They have found a refuge From the hot noon day sun. They sure look happy and content, Each and every one.
A refuge I said to my horse out loud. And the greatest refuge of love, I said, You know, Is my wonderful Lord above. My horse nodded as if he understood. I said, Whoa, right there that day. I took off my hat, looked to heaven And I begin to pray.
Thank you, Dear Lord, I just wanted you to know I'm so thankful that You love and care For this ole cowboy so. And that I have a refuge in You Safe and secure as can be. The wonderful peace and assurance That you are watching over me.
Just want to tell you again, Lord, Thanks and I love you so. Well, better get on back to work, Lord. I just wanted you to know. I put on my hat and nudged my horse And we were on our way. A song of praise from my heart and lips. How blessed I am each and every day.
The little ruddy faced lad standing silent in field of cotton white. He bends his ear to hear the far away sound Of the silver flashly streamlined Southbound Though it is still out of sight.
He knows it is coming though, he's watched many a time. And it's always just as exciting for the little boy. His heart always jumps with a special joy. When he sees that Southbound going down the railroad line.
The whistle just sounded, closer now, he can finally see. He raises his hand to say "Hello". And the engineer waves back, and reaches for the horn to blow. Making the little patched kneeded lad happy as can be.
He stands and watches the train as it speeds on away. The rumble, rattle and clatter gone down the track. A smile on his face, the little lad picks up his cotton sack And dreams of people and far away places he'll see one day.
God owns everything. He is the creator and the sustainer of the whole universe. ".....for by Him were all things created that are in heaven and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him: And he is before all things, and by him all things consist". Colossians 1:16,17. But God so loved us that He gave us a choice. We could choose Him or not choose Him. Initially, all made the wrong choice. "All have sinned and come short of the glory of God" Romans 3:23. Man made the wrong choice and gave up his love relationship with God. But, thank God, we who have accepted Christ as our Saviour "are not our own, but are bought with a price." The price is God's Son. What a price God had to pay for us! We are no longer our own, now we belong to God! As that wonderful old song says, "Now I belong to Jesus, Jesus belongs to me. Not for the years of time alone, But for eternity". Praise and thanks to God!!!!
It was December, 1959. The new catalogs were out and on the back cover an ad for a brand new Daisy pump gun (air rifle). It was The Western Carbine and sold for $7.95. Wow, what a Christmas gift. ______________
Remember coming in from school and heading to the kitchen to mix up a glass of chocolate milk using Bosco? ______________________
Remember when you bought a Milkshake candybar and was given an ice cream stick to go with it. You put the stick in the candy bar and ate it just like an ice cream. _________________________________
One of my favorite candy bars was called 7-Up bar. Can you still get them? It was a bar of candy made up of seven different creams and caramel etc. With each bite you had a different piece of candy. Mmmm, I can taste it now. __________________________________________
Remember those little wax pop bottles filled with a sweet colored liquid. After you drank the liquid, you could chew the wax. _____________________
What about opening your Roy Rogers lunch box and finding not only a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.......but a special treat --A Flavor Straw. Remember those! Be it chocolate, cherry, or starwberry, it was great. You put it in your milk and when the milk passed through the straw you had a flavored drink. __________________________________
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