OUT TO PASTOR: O Energy, O Energy, wherefore art thou O Energy?
Since I have reached a certain age, I don’t have the energy I once had.
Where it has gone, I have yet to discover.
Since I have reached a certain age, I don’t have the energy I once had.
Where it has gone, I have yet to discover.
It probably wasn’t the cranking up of the truck that brought me back to reality, but the revving up of the engine, I said to Cheyenne, continuing the saga.
On New Year’s Eve, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were celebrating in our living room with some hot apple cider.
“Cheyenne,” I said, with a look of amazement, “when Corrina took me up upstairs and showed me her room and her view westward from her upstairs window...
Sitting around the Christmas tree with my family and opening up Christmas presents, it stirred fond memories of my Aunt Edith.
She was known as “The Re-gifting Queen” of our family.
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