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Cousins

And, here it is, the real deal hanging in our new living room! And, it’s only fitting that the smaller pictures to the right of the clock are of Ma and Pa, my maternal grandparents. They were a huge part of our lives when we were young.

This painting, “Joy Ride”, by David Uhl—brother to our precious friend, Paula (Polly) Uhl Snyder, spoke to me the moment I saw it.

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Memories of my childhood with my cousins roared to life in my mind, especially some of those with my best friend/cousin, Eddy Madden. The joy we shared—all my cousins—as one big family when we were growing up is etched in my memory and never fails to make me smile—and often laugh—when I recall the times we spent together. How lucky were we to grow up in a simple time where simple things—just being together—could live in our minds and hearts forever.

Joy Ride by David Uhl

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Two Heads Are Better ~ July 17

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Our Chosen Destiny

Let go and let God; easy to say, but not always (as in hardly ever) easy to do. But listen, folks; all we can do is the best we can do, right? And if we do the best we can, and know God is in charge, when all is said and done, we will be where He needs us to be. Unfortunately we all think we know where that is, and think we can worry our way to our chosen destiny.

Worry is the path to failure. When we worry, we’re denying God is in charge and attempting to impose our own will and desires on a situation. We’re afraid God can’t handle it, and decide we have to take matters into our own hands. How many times has that worked out?

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Rejoice in the Lord always: and again I say, Rejoice. Philippians 4:4

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If I Only Knew Then…

pushing car quoteThe familiar saying goes, “If I only knew then what I know now,” but the fact is, we learn as we go, and sometimes the lessons are hard. In most cases (with me anyway) it seems the school of hard knocks is the one that teaches the lasting lessons.

Yes, if we knew then, what we know now, we probably could’ve saved ourselves a lot of pain and heartache. Unfortunately, it’s usually after we realize how little we know, and turn to God, that we truly begin to learn.

 

Thy hands have made me and fashioned me: give me understanding, that I may learn thy commandments. Psalm 119:73

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Well… Come On Then!

We never know when we might encourage another person, and oftentimes we don’t even know we’ve done so. I can recall times when I was feeling down, and a stranger showed me a small kindness that cheered me up.

toddler fishing 2I’ll never forget the time I stopped at a historical mill in Arkansas. A toddler was coming out of the mill with his mother as we were going in, and he stopped in front of me. “We’re goin’ fishin’,” he told me excitedly. I grinned at him and said, “Me too!” The little guy just stood there staring at me with gigantic blue eyes, and after about half a minute, said, “Well… come on then!” That brief encounter occurred over twenty years ago, but it blessed me then and has brought a smile to my face many times since. The little boy, obviously, had no idea he was refreshing my heart, but he left a lasting impression on me.

God sends refreshment in many and varied ways. Don’t get so down you forget to look up. You might miss your blessing.

Your love has given me great joy and encouragement, because you, brother, have refreshed the hearts of the saints. Philemon 1:7

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Things Certain

I used to think it was funny when our English lit teacher, Miss Chapman, would try to get us to figure out what a poet was saying–what might be hidden in his words. I always thought the words a poet wrote meant exactly, and only, what they said.Well… I reckon I might’ve been wrong.

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man

There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.

That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,

And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire;

from The Gods of the Copybook Headings ~ Rudyard Kipling

 

The following poem was inspired by Jack London’s short story, The Law of Life. As I read it, I could not help but draw a parallel between the death of the old indian, Koskoosh, to the state of—possibly the dying of—our country.

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Almost Morning

Sometimes, I come across poems and stories I’ve written, and I don’t remember writing them. And once in a while, I read one and think, “Hey! That’s not too shabby for an old hack.

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

I’ve been on both ends of this candle, and neither was any fun in the end. And, unfortunately these things often lead to the end.

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