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Plus:
Gospel-hymn
Inspiration
Give
me that old time religion…Reckon that’s true
This hillbilly nostalgic-lamented treasures I
knew
Living in my
private world-mind---physical-grew
Born a Nashville
southern-boy “…land of the free…”
Twice
sacred-blessed in family-fortune pure Love,
I see
Tennessee-hills
soared spirit-wild enhance Life-Gee!
Measured-cadenced
beat in memory-lexicon beating
Granny’s
porch-gatherings adventure-bound fleeting
Warm-comfort
family-love “Go-to-church-meeting”
Sound-sweet
Granny-voice Gospel-hymn Inspiration
Sunday-morn
radio-preacher sweet-Jesus incantation
Celestial
heaven-glow heavy weighs on youth-intuition
Cary me home to
the soft soaring-spirit Love-born
Any dark-cloud
vanquished like trinity sheep-shorn
Rich-held
measure-treasure Faith!- Freedom!-adorn
Flow-gentle
deep-wide Cumberland river-water roll
My valued
Shelby-Park gatherings sacred virtue-toll
Reunion-pleasure
Centennial-Park sweet sugar-bowl
July 4th
birthdays celebration for Granny & Randell
One angel-lady white-haired halo in
Jesus-holy spell
Cool-as-Elvis Uncle-saint
tantalizing unique story-tell
In yonder ailing
heart sweet-sigh slash of joyful-tear
From the
collective-of-Love learned I shall
never fear
One day too soon
view meadow-green whitetail-deer
Over
Tennessee-hill waits patient Liberty-well
source
Little white
house porch-surround proud---Of course!
Country-folk
humble-plain-simple Jesus-belief verbose
And---For…me:
A treasured life-of-Love delights---maybe?…undeserved
A virtue-value
appreciated “Thank Thee”
ever-observed
What Good I? Ten thousand-plus trees
reverent-conserved
Respite silver maple sun-filigree cool whisper-wind
deserved
Flash of
“pop”-color Gospel-hymn Inspiration
preserved---
Amen!
Plus:
Day 330
Randolph County
Conservation Lake
When
opportunity knocks, I make the most of the offer-at-hand.
My
first “real” job in the vast marketplace of industry provided me with a company
car and the advantage of working “on my own time”. I could come and go as I
pleased and as long as my work product satisfied the “powers that be”, I was
left alone to my own devices. Fantastic!
Being
well-organized and precisely efficient this forebode “Good” things for me
personally.
For
years I thought I worked for money; then, one fine day, we put $17,900 in the
bank, after taxes and expenses (more money than I earned in a year for several
years) and the next month I got my “huge” commission check for a measly $12.50;
I had closed all my sales the prior month (and, I can be like French
bread---one long loaf…on occasion). Neither month changed anything.
A
“light bulb” went off with that distinct dichotomy of funds available: I did not work for “money”; I worked for the
imitable (and, elusive) prize of Freedom!---and…I found it.
Being
on my own time without direct supervision (I worked out of my home for many
years) I found to me to do the things best suited to a “practicing-bum” like golf, writing, horses,
photography, farming, construction, real estate, and my very favorite pursuit: Faith! Family! Freedom! I made a career
of “Having a great life:! And---surprise…once I quit chasing that elusive
dollar (believe it or not), the money began to chase Me! I reckon that’s true enough.
I
eschew “worry & fear”---refuse to indulge the evil twin step-sisters…I just
enjoy life!
So?
On one of my frequent dalliances on a beautiful afternoon in the quaint little
town of Chester, Illinois, I found myself between appointments. Grabbing a
burger and a Coke, I trekked on over to the Randolph Conservation Lake area located
about three miles north of town. The state had purchased 1100 acres and dammed
off a 30 acre lake with hiking and horse trails in a fantastic topography for
the enjoyment of the public; I even fished there a couple of times.
We
picnicked on the property as a family and Lady Candice and I still make
day-trips to the location; often we get a chicken dinner at the local grocery
store and share the treat in our little secluded hide-away yonder by the levee
which contains the lake; our favorite time is the fall leaves reflecting on the
dancing diamond surface, a sight to behold; such a very spectacular area.
We
have continued the odyssey and tradition taking our grandchildren to the venue
for fun.
Such
wondrous serendipity-finds add
depth-of-appreciation to the experience of life. Amen!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Freedom-calls” Memories!
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