The theme this week is what is on the second shelf far right of one’s bookshelf. I have three actual bookshelves, but one huge bookshelf in the garage made of wooden boxes.
I am thankful to the Lord for everything mentioned below and all of His other blessings.
Oh, there once was some nothing that said,
“I am nothing, just something you’ve read
or you’ve heard. That is all
and my tales are tall,
but with nothing your minds have been fed.”
During the homily Father Thomas said that if you want to see God make sure you have a pure heart. William, a freshman in high school, didn’t like it when Aunt Cecelia poked him from the pew behind them when it looked like he wasn’t paying attention, which he often wasn’t, as she did just then.
After Mass as Father Thomas stood at the entrance of the church ready to shake hands and chat with anyone who was not trying to rush out unnoticed William stopped to ask, Father Thomas, can we see God if we look at someone whose heart is pure? Father Thomas thought and then answered, Those pure in heart may be the main way that God lets those with impure hearts get a peek at what they’re missing.
Outside William’s parents – surprised by their son’s sudden interest in such matters – and Aunt Cecelia – who realized her nephew was getting a little too old to poke – felt it best not to say anything further.
Years later recalling Father Thomas after admitting decades of mistakes, William got the peek at what he was missing that he had been promised when he finally opened his eyes.
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Denise offers the prompt word “rush” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
When living in Illinois I occasionally got a chance to visit the cliffs overlooking Lake Michigan at a small town called Lake Bluff. The ravines were beautiful, but the photos below were of the lake and autumn trees.
These photos, however, are from long ago.
Posted for Pepper’s One Step at a Time.
Dale offers the prompt “the end of summer” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Since I have been having trouble moving photos from my phone to the cloud and then back to my computer, these photos come from September of 2015, about the end of summer 11 years ago.
I think we were near Green Bay, Wisconsin at the time.
I am thankful to the Lord for everything mentioned below and all of His other blessings. The photos this week are from long ago.
The photos tell their tales with the help of captions.
When Jeremy entered his home the demons scrambled. They looked like those fat cockroaches that ran about when he turned on the light. He stepped on some squishing them nicely, but the more he squished the more they kept coming.
He’d admit that when they first arrived they looked cute and he enjoyed playing with them, but he never thought they would overrun the place like a huge forest fire starting from a careless camp site.
What was poor Jeremy to do?
After fits of indecision because those critters still looked so cute, he finally realized that if he didn’t clean house from top to bottom inside and out they would completely take over.
Denise offers the prompt word “fire” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
When we living north of Chicago in Northbrook, I used to go to this park often. There are about a mile of trails and some ponds.
Sometimes in the morning there was a nice fog on the pond.
Posted for Pepper’s One Step at a Time.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 