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If There Was One

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If there was one whose heart was true

Who always saw the best

Who saw your worst yet loved you still

Who laid his life at rest

If there was one who died for you

Who gave it all to rescue

What would you say, how would you feel

When you got the chance to speak

If there was one, you sigh and wish

I’d give my life to him

I’d follow him around and know

Our love would never dim

If there was one, His name is Jesus

Read His life and see

He loves you so, He died for you

Christ Jesus, it is He

c2022 Lisa Lyons

Bounding Up the Hill

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My dog Fritz is one of my heroes.  He is now 15 and a half years old, and going strong.  🙂  He can’t hear or see much anymore and has trouble with his back legs, but he doesn’t let that stop him.  He does laps around the house, “working out” as we call it.  He still enjoys his food to the maximum.  He still gets playful at nighttime.  And yesterday when I took him for a walk, I almost had to run to keep up with him.  Excited, sniffing, eager….and when we got to our final hill of the driveway, he was bounding and pulling at the leash going up the hill.  What an inspiration and joy he is to us.  My husband and I look at him all the time and say that he is what we want to be like when we get older.  Loving life and loving us.  What more could you ask for in a dog and a friend.  Have a blessed day, and bound up a few hills!  Slainte, Lisa

Happy Man

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There’s a man that lives in a neighboring town who rides his red tractor around town every morning around 9 o’clock.  I have seen him every day as I was driving my daughters to day camp.  And he made my day, every day, because every day he has a HUGE smile on his face.  This man must be in his 90’s, and he is unable to drive his car anymore, but he is living “carpe diem” (seize the day) to the max.  I wish you could see him; his smile is infectious.  He seems to relish these moments on his tractor, moments of freedom and independence and driving, more than I relish my moments.  I want to be like him; he’s one of my new heroes.  I would love to take his picture, but I don’t want to make him self-conscious.  I just want him to keep loving life, and appreciating every moment, sitting and driving through town on his red tractor.

Drive your tractor, and please, put a smile on for him.  Slainte, Lisa

 

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