Sunday again. Still must stay "put." My hopes of the yesterdays are getting thin. Kind of tired of preaching to myself. What do I know to preach about? I will look on TV for help. Even sometime the sermons are pushed aside and replaced by sports. Even French toast could not perk me up this morning. I watched my Bird Family as they scarfed up wheat crackers. A mother was feeding a "baby" that was larger than her. Soon it will be time for that fellow to travel on. Mama is tired. I hear big fellows and girls sometime have trouble moving on. Many reasons for that I guess. But sending a child out into the world on there own is scary to Moms and Dads too. But that is the way it should be. Hear I am preaching to you. I am sure you have heard and lived that story yourself.
BETTY (should just be still) BOOP
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