Category: Spiritual

BOOKMARKS: Native American

Maybe it was the clothes they wore, or the beautiful feathers, or their glistening, smooth-as-satin skin that attracted me to them. Maybe it was the rugged outdoors, living in tepees, the Indian Chief, his  old, leathery face etched with hardship and pain. Maybe it was the young men on horses, their faces painted for battle, or the hardworking squaws they left behind. Whatever the reason, I, that little red-haired, fair-skinned, freckled-faced child of the past, wished to be an Indian. Their eyes, their wisdom and strength reached out and touched my soul. I hope my bookmarks convey to you the heritage, honor and strength of the born and bred true American!


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It may be small, but there’s plenty of room for anyone who enjoys a good laugh, spiritual insights, and down-to-earth fun. We’ll walk through the vallies of hope, climb the mountains of strength, and cross the bridges of courage. There is no age limit here, no judgement or ridicule. Best of all, God is here, teaching, leading and guiding us every step of the way. So, if you’ve lost your way chasing dreams, searching for love, honesty and truth, well then . . . welcome to my world!

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BOOKMARKS: Nurses’s Prayer

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Letter to God

Letter to God

Dear God,

I’ve known you all my life. Even though I could never see you, I knew you were there, watching and listening. Remember those cold, lonely nights when I couldn’t sleep and tried to imagine the world without You in it? The darkness, the deep, empty hole, the overwhelming feeling of nothingness pierced my soul till I cried. Worried and concerned, mom rushed to my side, asking me what was wrong. But, how could a six-year-old explain such feelings of dread and doom?

Seems I’m always pondering things like, what if Satan had overpowered You and he was the one in charge. Or, what if Jesus had rebelled against You saying, “I’m not leaving all this to die for those crazy people down there!” Or, what if Mary had terminated her unexpected, inconvenient pregnancy.

And, I have to admit there are times I wish I could talk to You face to face; that I could see You, touch You, look into Your eyes, hear Your voice. But, for now I’m happy that I can see You through the eyes of faith.

Thank You, God, for revealing Yourself to me and helping me to trust and believe in You. Thank You for Your love and forgiveness and for never giving up on me. And thank You, that in a world of many gods, You are the One and Only true and living God!

All my love,


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