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Good Things

by E. Christian, McAlester, OK
Sunday, May 6, 2012

GOD SPEAKS TO US THROUGH HIS HOLY WORD
11 Your word I have hidden in my heart, That I might not sin against You. - Psalm 119:11(New King James Version).

GOD'S PROMISE TO US FROM HIS HOLY WORD
(Jesus said) 15 “If you love Me, keep My commandments. 16 And I will pray the Father, and He will give you another Helper, that He may abide with you forever— 17 the Spirit of truth, whom the world cannot receive, because it neither sees Him nor knows Him; but you know Him, for He dwells with you and will be in you."- John 14: 15-17(New King James Version)

A QUOTE
It is more important to know we are on God's side. - Abraham Lincoln -

A THOUGHT TO REMEMBER
The things that count most cannot be counted. - From Home is Where the Heart Is -

NOTES
Today has been mostly cloudy with a high temperature of 87 degrees and a low temperature of 73 degrees. I attended Worship Services this morning and it was another wonderful service. I had lunch at home. I sat outside for a few minutes before my afternoon nap. Emmy took a nap with me this afternoon. I put treats outside for the cats at 4:45 p.m. I watched part of the Lawrence Welk show until I had to leave for church. I attended church tonight. After I came home from church at 7:15 p.m. I sat outside with my babies for 30 minutes. I then ate a bite of supper, put the garbage out for pick up in the morning and then started the Good Things. I love to send out the Word of God on the Good Things. That is why I feel that I cannot stop them. I really don't think the Lord would be pleased if I stopped them. I sometimes think it would have been better if I had never gotten a computer but then I wouldn't have all you wonderful e-mail friends, many I have never met in person. I had to get a computer when I did income taxes for a few years. I never hear from some people who receive the Good Things but they haven't told me to drop them so I will continue to send them to everyone. I do appreciate your e-mails and if you are reading this I really appreciate you. I have always believed in angels. Two years ago this month I saw my wife walking down the street. She had been gone for two years. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that it was my dear Flonnie. I subscribe to "Angels on Earth" magazine. I think that I have time to type you another cat story from an "Angels On Earth" magazine from three years ago. I will leave it at the end of the Good Things. If you would like to be dropped from Good Things, send me an e-mail.
The cats are fine. Rascal has been on the desk near me for a while but he just now left. Little Girl is on the sofa. I have seen all of the cats this evening.
I will see you next time,
In Christian Love,,br /> Everett.
********************************* Here is the Story:

THE CAT MADE HOUSE CALLS
By Kathy Lynn Lebo, Carlisle, Pennsylvania

Mom never complained, but it was obvious she was physically uncomfortable. She'd reached the end stages of lung cancer, and my sister and I worried there was really nothing we could do to comfort her. Except, of course, pray.
One morning my sister noticed a scraggly cat out on the patio and let him in. We followed him through the house, down the halllway and right into Mom's bedroom where he laid down against her side.
Mom turned her head to the four-legged visitor and smiled. The cat kneaded the bed with his big, soft paws and we noticed he had six toes on each foot. "That cat's stomping up a storm!" Dad laughed. The cat had its name: Stomper.
Stomper spent his days nuzzled up to Mom, rarely leaving her alone. Mom rested better and seemed more comfortable in general.
A friend came by one day to visit. "You've really got a little soul mate there, don't you?" she said, nodding to Stomper, curled up with Mom. " You have no idea," Mom said. "I was born with an extra digit on each hand, just like his, but my parents had them removed." Until then, I'd never heard the story.
When Mom died, Stomper took a new place by my father's side. That cat had brought Mom comfort. Now it was Dad's turn.
Posted to Religious by @ 7:49 am EDT

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