Simply Miracles

Simply Miracles
A Research on Miracles

Miracles, what are they? The dictionary[1] says a miracle means an extra ordinary events manifesting divine intervention in human affairs. Another definition means an extremely outstanding or unusual event, thing, or accomplishment. What is a miracle? Do they still happen? Here is a simple explanation of what a miracle is and what it can be?

A Little Rant & Rave about "Ring Around the Rosy"

A little rant and rave and small solution! LOL

Ok so this is supposed to be my stories and such but I have to give background for this one in order to show why I wrote this song. In high school I studied the origins of many nursery rhymes and fairy tales. It quite an amazing the history and don't recommend studing to hard or all your innocent nursery rhymes will no longer be so innocent.

I Will Never Leave You

A Journey with Cancer

“For he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” Hebrew 13:5

“Honey, you need to breath NOW.” “I will never leave you.” “Nothing wrong with you, you are just stressed.” “I will never leave you.” “You really need to see a specialist and soon.” “I will never leave you.” “We are going to do more test.” “I will never leave you.” “I’m sorry to tell you this, but you have cancer.” “I will never leave you.”

Two Poems

An old poem I wrote about 8 plus years ago easily. I'm not sure if I have it right I did it from memory.

How did you feel when you came out of the wilderness?

Ok I wanted to stay away from just blogging "non stories" but I would like to ask for assistance for a story. I got inspired on the way home from work, when I saw a building that use to be a church we rented. It now a coffeehouse. But I was wondering if you could tell me in one or two paragraphs about when you got the Holy Ghost.

An Old Fashion Testimony Service

*This is what I call a story song; it is a story that is created that incorporates a song. The story may sound good on paper but it mostly meant to be told. The lines in Italics Bold are simply meant to be sung. The goal is draw the audience into the story and then incorporating a very familiar song. The story is then ended in a song, to allow the congregation to get involved in worshipping the Lord. I don’t know if anyone else has ever done this or what the real what it called. But I found I enjoy this style of putting together, music, story telling and writing all wrapped into one for the praise and worship of my Lord Jesus Christ. Please comment I would like to know what you think. JSC*

What Do You Mean It's Over?!?!

What do you mean it’s over?!?!? It just happened and you’re already taking down the decorations. I know they have been up since the end of November but really so soon? You barely have finished assembling the “Only 10 easy minutes to assemble” toy of your child that took you days to figure out. Beside the kids haven’t finished playing will all the boxes and wrapping paper rolls yet… I mean toys that you bought for them.

Politically Correct Christmas... I mean Holiday

NEWS FLASH - The Politically Correct Police have stormed the country this Christmas… Holiday. Watch out they may invade you town at anytime! If you don’t want to persecute or possibly offend someone else, we advise you at this time to do the following. Please remove all “Christmas” from all your Holiday display. The word has “Christ” in it and to the unbeliever this might upset them. From now on all Christmas items will be replaced with the word “Holiday”. They will be Holiday Cards, Holiday Cookies, Holiday Trees, Holiday Songs, and so on.

Thanksgiving Dinner

It was thanksgiving day and the feast was spread out. The turkey was the finest meat that could be bought, flavored to perfection, juicy and tender and sliced by a pro. The stuffing was made from scratch, and so was the cranberry sauce with fresh berries. The vegetables were fresh and were cooked just enough to make them have a crunch. The salad was made with the best and freshest vegetables, thinly sliced cucumbers, shredded carrots, purple cabbage pieces, homemade crotons, topped off with small cherry tomatoes. The deserts were a works of art. Pumpkin pies made from fresh pumpkins and seasoned with nutmeg and ginger, and perfect spirals of whip cream swirled on top. Berry pies were made from fresh berries and had perfect homemade crust. Some of the best chefs in the area had special prepared the meal and did not hold back on any of their talent for the special occasion.

A Hundredfold

“Social Suicide,” Becky said “That is totally social suicide!” A group of cheerleaders sat in a semicircle around me, eight of them to be exact. It was the week of Cheerleading camp and the coach had sent them.