Dear friend,
Here is Chapter 3 in the continuing "Whistletypuff" saga.
-- Poet Les
CHAPTER III
Ticklish Tommy was lost in reverie now as he let this mysterious Whistletypuff fill his mind. He wanted to know, oh so VERY much what a Whistletypuff was!
But no, indeed, -- until Hilarious Hank told him about it, Ticklish Tommy Jones had never even HEARD of anything called Whistletypuff! Can you imagine that? Such a fascinating creature! He certainly was curious!
But he had no picture in his mind of what a Whistletypuff was! Ticklish Tommy KNEW that he didn't know, but he knew that he WANTED to know. He wanted very much to know what a Whistletypuff was!
He REALLY got interested at the thought of learning about, and solving, this mystery. It was brand new to his thinking. He got very excited when he thought of finding out about something with such a mysterious and tantalizing name as Whistletypuff!
“And when I do find out,” he thought, “I can tell all my friends. They’ll be so pleased! Why, they’ll wonder why THEY never heard of the mysterious Whistletypuff themselves!”
Oh, a Whistletypuff must be SO wonderful! Think of it! A radiant, shimmering, mysterious Whistletypuff! A fabulous, fantastic, far-off Whistletypuff! A peculiar, eccentric, unusual Whistletypuff! An odd, curious, and uncommon Whistletypuff!
Oh, how Tommy longed to see a Whistletypuff, and find out for himself what it REALLY was. He thought about it every livelong day. And he dreamed about it every sleep-jumbled night!
"SOMEDAY soon I will certainly find it out." Ticklish Tommy told himself. And this was reassuring to him, VERY reassuring. Yes, he was far more interested than anyone could imagine!
But he didn't know HOW he would go about finding out who, or what, Whistletypuff was. How WOULD Ticklish Tommy find out what a Whistletypuff is, anyway? The people that he held in highest regard couldn’t seem to tell him. “Strange,” he thought, “very strange, indeed!”
Was there someone he could ask? Or was there a book he could read that would tell him what a Whistletypuff is? Ticklish Tommy wondered, and he wondered, and he WONDERED some more! He knew that books could tell him a lot of things, but he wasn’t really sure about this one.
Could he find out by asking Patriarchal Papa? Or would Magnificent Mama perhaps have the answer to what this mysterious Whistletypuff creature is? Big brother Hank hadn't been able to tell him, but perhaps SOMEBODY could. Surely Patriarchal Papa could, if ANYBODY could!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
THE STORY...
CHAPTER II
Just then an idea came to Ticklish Tommy’s mind. "Perhaps it is a special kind of cow, and maybe, just maybe, it gives milk!" he thought aloud to himself. He knew a little about cows, because his Uncle Terrific Tad had some in his barn. Ticklish Tommy had gone with his Patriarchal Papa several times, to visit Uncle Terrific Tad when he was milking his cows.
He used to go to the barn at chore time with his dairyman Uncle every chance he got. Sometimes he would stand behind a cow, off to the side a little, as his Uncle milked it. And at times like that, Uncle Terrific Tad liked to tease Ticklish Tommy, by squirting him with a stream of warm white milk, while Uncle was milking his best cow.
Now this brought out the giggles and laughs in Ticklish Tommy all over again. That’s how he got his special name. Remember?
“And do you know what?” Tommy asked, as he was telling Hilarious Hank about it later, “that milk was warm and delicious – the BEST milk I ever tasted!” And so Ticklish Tommy mused about Whistletypuff, and wondered if it could be a cow!
"Or…," he thought quizzically, as his mind began to wander away from the farm, "do you suppose it is a very old and very big dinosaur that lived long ago and far away?" Dinosaurs were especially intriguing to Ticklish Tommy. He liked to read about them and see pictures of them.
Certainly they were some of the most marvelous creatures that God had ever made. They were just amazing! And when Ticklish Tommy started thinking about dinosaurs, he would burst out giggling and laughing!
Dinosaurs were long, and had very powerful tails. Ticklish Tommy understood that they could move their tails in an amazing circular motion, and take down a whole row of big trees in one swipe! Could Whistletypuff be like them, big and fantastically powerful?
But he didn’t ask Magnificent Mama and Patriarchal Papa about that. He didn’t want them to think he was smack-dab in the middle of a dream, a day-dream, that is. So he thought, and he THOUGHT , and he T-H-O-U-G-H-T some more!
"You know,” he said to himself, “maybe Whistletypuff is a tiny little worm, a wiggly little bright green worm, living in the sand on the beach." Ticklish Tommy thought again. "Maybe, just maybe, it is very hard to see it without a magnifying glass!" “Do you suppose that Whistletypuff COULD be a worm?”
Ticklish Tommy knew that worms come in all sorts of sizes. “And they have different colors, too,” he thought. Some are long, and some are short. Some seem to glide along effortlessly, while others arch up and down, like a roller coaster. Some are a peculiar reddish brown, but others are orange, with some black on them, and some of them are even green!
“Some are used for fishing,” he said aloud to himself. “I wish I could go fishing, right now!” But no,” Ticklish Tommy said as he came back to the reality of finding out what Whistletypuff is. “That’s much too important to let the trail go cold while I go fishing!”
Just then an idea came to Ticklish Tommy’s mind. "Perhaps it is a special kind of cow, and maybe, just maybe, it gives milk!" he thought aloud to himself. He knew a little about cows, because his Uncle Terrific Tad had some in his barn. Ticklish Tommy had gone with his Patriarchal Papa several times, to visit Uncle Terrific Tad when he was milking his cows.
He used to go to the barn at chore time with his dairyman Uncle every chance he got. Sometimes he would stand behind a cow, off to the side a little, as his Uncle milked it. And at times like that, Uncle Terrific Tad liked to tease Ticklish Tommy, by squirting him with a stream of warm white milk, while Uncle was milking his best cow.
Now this brought out the giggles and laughs in Ticklish Tommy all over again. That’s how he got his special name. Remember?
“And do you know what?” Tommy asked, as he was telling Hilarious Hank about it later, “that milk was warm and delicious – the BEST milk I ever tasted!” And so Ticklish Tommy mused about Whistletypuff, and wondered if it could be a cow!
"Or…," he thought quizzically, as his mind began to wander away from the farm, "do you suppose it is a very old and very big dinosaur that lived long ago and far away?" Dinosaurs were especially intriguing to Ticklish Tommy. He liked to read about them and see pictures of them.
Certainly they were some of the most marvelous creatures that God had ever made. They were just amazing! And when Ticklish Tommy started thinking about dinosaurs, he would burst out giggling and laughing!
Dinosaurs were long, and had very powerful tails. Ticklish Tommy understood that they could move their tails in an amazing circular motion, and take down a whole row of big trees in one swipe! Could Whistletypuff be like them, big and fantastically powerful?
But he didn’t ask Magnificent Mama and Patriarchal Papa about that. He didn’t want them to think he was smack-dab in the middle of a dream, a day-dream, that is. So he thought, and he THOUGHT , and he T-H-O-U-G-H-T some more!
"You know,” he said to himself, “maybe Whistletypuff is a tiny little worm, a wiggly little bright green worm, living in the sand on the beach." Ticklish Tommy thought again. "Maybe, just maybe, it is very hard to see it without a magnifying glass!" “Do you suppose that Whistletypuff COULD be a worm?”
Ticklish Tommy knew that worms come in all sorts of sizes. “And they have different colors, too,” he thought. Some are long, and some are short. Some seem to glide along effortlessly, while others arch up and down, like a roller coaster. Some are a peculiar reddish brown, but others are orange, with some black on them, and some of them are even green!
“Some are used for fishing,” he said aloud to himself. “I wish I could go fishing, right now!” But no,” Ticklish Tommy said as he came back to the reality of finding out what Whistletypuff is. “That’s much too important to let the trail go cold while I go fishing!”
Friday, January 11, 2008
A Story for You....
Hello, Art,
We’ve been considering some “heavy-duty” stuff in our exchange of letters, and now I think it’s time to lighten up a little. We’ll get back to the serious and sublime later, I’m sure.
But for now, Art, we all know how children are curious and like to laugh (sometimes giggle). I came across an interesting story that’s a little mysterious, that you might enjoy reading.
Here’s the first chapter:
THE CASE OF THE
MYSTERIOUS
WHISTLETYPUFF
By
Serious Sandy Shortbread
We’ve been considering some “heavy-duty” stuff in our exchange of letters, and now I think it’s time to lighten up a little. We’ll get back to the serious and sublime later, I’m sure.
But for now, Art, we all know how children are curious and like to laugh (sometimes giggle). I came across an interesting story that’s a little mysterious, that you might enjoy reading.
Here’s the first chapter:
THE CASE OF THE
MYSTERIOUS
WHISTLETYPUFF
By
Serious Sandy Shortbread
DEDICATION
To all my young friends
Where'er they may be,
Who wonder and smile
And giggle with glee.
Now read to your wonder,
With smiles and with laughs;
For people you’ll see,
And maybe giraffes!
For you now today,
I write this fine tome,
And hope that our story
Will delight you at home!
At home, yes, at home!
The one place to be
When Whistletypuff whistles,
And doggy makes three!
To all my young friends
Where'er they may be,
Who wonder and smile
And giggle with glee.
Now read to your wonder,
With smiles and with laughs;
For people you’ll see,
And maybe giraffes!
For you now today,
I write this fine tome,
And hope that our story
Will delight you at home!
At home, yes, at home!
The one place to be
When Whistletypuff whistles,
And doggy makes three!
CHAPTER 1
Did YOU ever hear of a Whistletypuff? No, you haven’t?!?!?? Well, neither had Ticklish Tommy Jones. But he was about to have the surprise of his life!
Ticklish Tommy was an inquisitive little boy who enjoyed learning all sorts of things. Do you????? Do YOU like to learn new things? Ticklish Tommy always seemed eager to meet new folks, and explore new places.
Sometimes, when Ticklish Tommy saw something he couldn't understand, he would ask his Magnificent Mama or his Patriarchal Papa for an explanation. And sometimes his older brother Hilarious Hank would help him with the knowledge he that wanted, too.
"WHAT is a Whistletypuff?" wondered ticklish Tommy. He had NO IDEA what it was. But … he had heard about this mysterious something which had the very odd name of Whistletypuff! Hilarious Hank had told Tommy about it, and said that Whistletypuff was most wonderful and marvelous!
And then he started to giggle and laugh right out loud, just as if someone were tickling him on his funny-bone! And do you know something? Ticklish Tommy did this quite often, as his name implies.
"And it's REALLY mysterious!" Hilarious Hank added. "But I can't explain it, -- you'll just HAVE to see it for yourself, Ticklish Tommy! Yes, you’ll just have to see Whistletypuff for yourself,” he added under his breath.
This caused Ticklish Tommy to feel curious, oh, so curious, yes, very, V-E-R-R-Y curious! Now just WHAT did Hilarious Hank see? And WHY couldn't he explain it? “What made Whistletypuff so mysterious?” Tommy wondered.
Ticklish Tommy just COULDN’T get this brand new creature called Whistletypuff out of his mind. He thought, and he Thought, and he THOUGHT, and then he T-H-O-U-G-H-T some more! What could Whistletypuff possibly be?
Did YOU ever hear of a Whistletypuff? No, you haven’t?!?!?? Well, neither had Ticklish Tommy Jones. But he was about to have the surprise of his life!
Ticklish Tommy was an inquisitive little boy who enjoyed learning all sorts of things. Do you????? Do YOU like to learn new things? Ticklish Tommy always seemed eager to meet new folks, and explore new places.
Sometimes, when Ticklish Tommy saw something he couldn't understand, he would ask his Magnificent Mama or his Patriarchal Papa for an explanation. And sometimes his older brother Hilarious Hank would help him with the knowledge he that wanted, too.
"WHAT is a Whistletypuff?" wondered ticklish Tommy. He had NO IDEA what it was. But … he had heard about this mysterious something which had the very odd name of Whistletypuff! Hilarious Hank had told Tommy about it, and said that Whistletypuff was most wonderful and marvelous!
And then he started to giggle and laugh right out loud, just as if someone were tickling him on his funny-bone! And do you know something? Ticklish Tommy did this quite often, as his name implies.
"And it's REALLY mysterious!" Hilarious Hank added. "But I can't explain it, -- you'll just HAVE to see it for yourself, Ticklish Tommy! Yes, you’ll just have to see Whistletypuff for yourself,” he added under his breath.
This caused Ticklish Tommy to feel curious, oh, so curious, yes, very, V-E-R-R-Y curious! Now just WHAT did Hilarious Hank see? And WHY couldn't he explain it? “What made Whistletypuff so mysterious?” Tommy wondered.
Ticklish Tommy just COULDN’T get this brand new creature called Whistletypuff out of his mind. He thought, and he Thought, and he THOUGHT, and then he T-H-O-U-G-H-T some more! What could Whistletypuff possibly be?
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
My New Year's wish from Art Zee....
1-02-08
To PapaPops,
This has been a very busy few weeks for my wife and me. At Thanksgiving we welcomed guests from several States. Then we began to prepare for Christmas, with another family gathering at that time. I’m sure you know what that’s all about – gifts to buy and wrap, a tree to bring in and decorate, a cantata to prepare for, and present, in the Church Choir, and…!
Here’s something that’s a bit unusual for me, -- I sat down to write a few lines of poetry for one of our dear friends that came to see us. What do you think of this? –
Friend, it’s so great to welcome you today,
Where you live is to us, so very far away;
But now we can meet and catch up on “old times,”
Sing a few songs, and make a few rhymes!
We can eat here today, with family and friends,
Enjoying old favorites, establishing new trends,
Knowing the value of direct communication,
Whether home every day, or on a vacation!
-- yours truly, Art Zee
What do you think of that? Did I do Ok for a “beginner?”
Although the time has been busy, it’s been good. Isn’t that the way with you? For us, it’s especially great to get together with some of the family members that we don’t see often, and even some old friends. We never know, at our ages, just how many more times we have, do we?!?
Speaking of that, I do apologize to you for getting a little testy, my friend, when I wrote you over a month ago. It’s really quite unsettling to consider the shortness of life, isn’t it, especially after retiring, and realizing that we’re “winding down,” in our lives now. There are so many interesting things to do, and places to go, that I can’t imagine how anyone deals with the aging that seems to come to people in their last years, with illness and even severe limitations…. “Last years” makes me shudder! Doesn’t it do that to you?
I think you really meant it when you said, “I certainly do not pretend to be better than others, nor to have any special ‘in’ with God….” Perhaps I was a little hasty, -- didn’t mean to accuse you, really. Please accept my apology.
You also wrote, “I know that when I complete my earthly journey, I will be at home with the Lord. …I have NOT worked for it, because I couldn’t succeed in a million years, and neither can anyone else.” I do admire you and appreciate your work, PapaPops, and would think that if anyone can earn a heavenly home in the “great beyond,” it would be you.
How can you say that you couldn’t do that “in a million years?” Haven’t you given you life to serve God? Then shouldn’t you expect Him to give you some reward for that? When I had a very devoted employee in my business in the past, one who had been with me for a long time and did good work, I made it a point to give that person some special recognition. Is God like that, with those that work for Him?
And now I wish you a very HAPPY NEW YEAR!
-- Art
To PapaPops,
This has been a very busy few weeks for my wife and me. At Thanksgiving we welcomed guests from several States. Then we began to prepare for Christmas, with another family gathering at that time. I’m sure you know what that’s all about – gifts to buy and wrap, a tree to bring in and decorate, a cantata to prepare for, and present, in the Church Choir, and…!
Here’s something that’s a bit unusual for me, -- I sat down to write a few lines of poetry for one of our dear friends that came to see us. What do you think of this? –
Friend, it’s so great to welcome you today,
Where you live is to us, so very far away;
But now we can meet and catch up on “old times,”
Sing a few songs, and make a few rhymes!
We can eat here today, with family and friends,
Enjoying old favorites, establishing new trends,
Knowing the value of direct communication,
Whether home every day, or on a vacation!
-- yours truly, Art Zee
What do you think of that? Did I do Ok for a “beginner?”
Although the time has been busy, it’s been good. Isn’t that the way with you? For us, it’s especially great to get together with some of the family members that we don’t see often, and even some old friends. We never know, at our ages, just how many more times we have, do we?!?
Speaking of that, I do apologize to you for getting a little testy, my friend, when I wrote you over a month ago. It’s really quite unsettling to consider the shortness of life, isn’t it, especially after retiring, and realizing that we’re “winding down,” in our lives now. There are so many interesting things to do, and places to go, that I can’t imagine how anyone deals with the aging that seems to come to people in their last years, with illness and even severe limitations…. “Last years” makes me shudder! Doesn’t it do that to you?
I think you really meant it when you said, “I certainly do not pretend to be better than others, nor to have any special ‘in’ with God….” Perhaps I was a little hasty, -- didn’t mean to accuse you, really. Please accept my apology.
You also wrote, “I know that when I complete my earthly journey, I will be at home with the Lord. …I have NOT worked for it, because I couldn’t succeed in a million years, and neither can anyone else.” I do admire you and appreciate your work, PapaPops, and would think that if anyone can earn a heavenly home in the “great beyond,” it would be you.
How can you say that you couldn’t do that “in a million years?” Haven’t you given you life to serve God? Then shouldn’t you expect Him to give you some reward for that? When I had a very devoted employee in my business in the past, one who had been with me for a long time and did good work, I made it a point to give that person some special recognition. Is God like that, with those that work for Him?
And now I wish you a very HAPPY NEW YEAR!
-- Art
Saturday, December 29, 2007
A Happy New Year Wish...
...for you, as expressed below:
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
A “Happy New Year” is our wish to you,
Dear family, and friends, and all of you who
Live near us in miles, or very far away,
Whose acquaintance we’ve made some other bright day.
Your year almost past now – happy has it been?
Think about it, please, as you wipe the slate clean,
To enter so soon a completely new year, --
We hope each day brings you true happiness and cheer!
Joy and real blessings may here fill our lives,
Through work, and accomplishment, husbands or wives,
Sports, recreation, concerts, and all
That transforms the humdrum, removes bitter gall.
But always we’re reaching for something that’s higher,
More beautiful or pleasing, our heart’s strong desire;
Whatever it is that we longingly want,
It can’t make us happy, and true joy it may daunt.
For all that this world affords us at times,
There’s something far better in Heavenly climes,
Awaiting each one who in God now will trust,
Approach Him through Jesus, His Son – that’s a must!
We meet the true God, and our Savior, His Son,
In the Book that God left us, finished and done,
Genesis to Revelation, one Bible, one God,
Salvation the theme, and Christ’s grace we applaud!
-- Poet Les
(12-29-2007)
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
A “Happy New Year” is our wish to you,
Dear family, and friends, and all of you who
Live near us in miles, or very far away,
Whose acquaintance we’ve made some other bright day.
Your year almost past now – happy has it been?
Think about it, please, as you wipe the slate clean,
To enter so soon a completely new year, --
We hope each day brings you true happiness and cheer!
Joy and real blessings may here fill our lives,
Through work, and accomplishment, husbands or wives,
Sports, recreation, concerts, and all
That transforms the humdrum, removes bitter gall.
But always we’re reaching for something that’s higher,
More beautiful or pleasing, our heart’s strong desire;
Whatever it is that we longingly want,
It can’t make us happy, and true joy it may daunt.
For all that this world affords us at times,
There’s something far better in Heavenly climes,
Awaiting each one who in God now will trust,
Approach Him through Jesus, His Son – that’s a must!
We meet the true God, and our Savior, His Son,
In the Book that God left us, finished and done,
Genesis to Revelation, one Bible, one God,
Salvation the theme, and Christ’s grace we applaud!
-- Poet Les
(12-29-2007)
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Merry Christmas
To All Who read this blog today
Christmas Day
Dec. 25, 2007
-
A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU
-
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Merry Christmas, Ho! Ho! Ho!
So much to do, so far to go!
Christmas comes but once a year,
So praise the Lord, speak words of cheer!
The love we have for you today
Faintly reflects divine love’s display,
Suggests the greatness of His Love,
Who gave us Christmas, came from above!
The reason for the season, noted,
Is found in Scripture, often quoted;
A Baby born to bring us peace,
And from sin’s grip, divine release.
If you on Christmas Day this year,
Are filled with doubt, real dread and fear,
Then find your Peace in God’s dear Son,
With the old now gone, new life’s begun!
-- Poet Les (12-25-07)
So much to do, so far to go!
Christmas comes but once a year,
So praise the Lord, speak words of cheer!
The love we have for you today
Faintly reflects divine love’s display,
Suggests the greatness of His Love,
Who gave us Christmas, came from above!
The reason for the season, noted,
Is found in Scripture, often quoted;
A Baby born to bring us peace,
And from sin’s grip, divine release.
If you on Christmas Day this year,
Are filled with doubt, real dread and fear,
Then find your Peace in God’s dear Son,
With the old now gone, new life’s begun!
-- Poet Les (12-25-07)
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Sunday, December 16, 2007
The Snow Came Down Today!
SNOWFLAKES
Snowflakes white, snowflakes bright,
Floating down through day and night,
Filling up my view today,
As winter’s beauty they portray.
A world of silence, cold, relentless,
All driven by the wind and scentless,
As in my house I contemplate,
How snowflakes’ beauty becomes ornate.
They come from high above our heads,
Cover lawns and walks and sheds,
Now make of all a wonderland,
Where grime and dirt are covered, banned.
Tomorrow’s sun will glisten white,
As snowflakes lie so meek, contrite,
Until comes Spring, then melt away,
To come again another day!
-- Poet Les (12-16-07)
Snowflakes white, snowflakes bright,
Floating down through day and night,
Filling up my view today,
As winter’s beauty they portray.
A world of silence, cold, relentless,
All driven by the wind and scentless,
As in my house I contemplate,
How snowflakes’ beauty becomes ornate.
They come from high above our heads,
Cover lawns and walks and sheds,
Now make of all a wonderland,
Where grime and dirt are covered, banned.
Tomorrow’s sun will glisten white,
As snowflakes lie so meek, contrite,
Until comes Spring, then melt away,
To come again another day!
-- Poet Les (12-16-07)
Monday, December 3, 2007
My Apology to Art
To Art,
Needless to say, I was saddened by your response to my last e-communication with you. If I have offended you by some way that I have expressed myself in writing to you, I apologize sincerely, Art. I am well aware that I am imperfect, and therefore I may be vulnerable to offending others. However, if you or anyone at all is offended by the Gospel of Christ our only Savior, then I really cannot help that.
I didn’t originate or formulate the Gospel. Instead, it came from God alone. What is the Gospel? It is the wonderful plan of our great Creator God, devised and implemented for our redemption. He revealed it to us in His Book, the Bible, and in the Person of His Son, Jesus Christ. He is expressing His great love for you and me, Art, through that plan, -- His love for all the world!
Friend, I want to make it clear that I certainly do not pretend to be better than others, nor to have any special “in” with God, apart from His love and grace, which are available to all. I do know beyond the shadow of a doubt that I am now a child of God, by grace through faith in His Son. And I know that when I complete my earthly journey, I will be at home with the Lord. You, too, can know that, Art. Anyone can. I have NOT worked for it, because I couldn’t succeed in a million years, and neither can anyone else.
There’s more that I want to write you, Art, if you’re willing. You sounded very skeptical when you wrote me on the 27th. You had asked me about the end of the world. Would you like to know more? I don’t claim to have all the answers, but would be glad to pass along to you some of the Bible teachings that I have learned. They can be of tremendous comfort and encouragement to you, Art.
I sincerely care about you, as well as the many other friends that I have known over the years. My desire is to know that you will prepare your self now, to join me someday in the Heavenly mansions that our Savior went to prepare.
Sincerely,
PapaPops
Needless to say, I was saddened by your response to my last e-communication with you. If I have offended you by some way that I have expressed myself in writing to you, I apologize sincerely, Art. I am well aware that I am imperfect, and therefore I may be vulnerable to offending others. However, if you or anyone at all is offended by the Gospel of Christ our only Savior, then I really cannot help that.
I didn’t originate or formulate the Gospel. Instead, it came from God alone. What is the Gospel? It is the wonderful plan of our great Creator God, devised and implemented for our redemption. He revealed it to us in His Book, the Bible, and in the Person of His Son, Jesus Christ. He is expressing His great love for you and me, Art, through that plan, -- His love for all the world!
Friend, I want to make it clear that I certainly do not pretend to be better than others, nor to have any special “in” with God, apart from His love and grace, which are available to all. I do know beyond the shadow of a doubt that I am now a child of God, by grace through faith in His Son. And I know that when I complete my earthly journey, I will be at home with the Lord. You, too, can know that, Art. Anyone can. I have NOT worked for it, because I couldn’t succeed in a million years, and neither can anyone else.
There’s more that I want to write you, Art, if you’re willing. You sounded very skeptical when you wrote me on the 27th. You had asked me about the end of the world. Would you like to know more? I don’t claim to have all the answers, but would be glad to pass along to you some of the Bible teachings that I have learned. They can be of tremendous comfort and encouragement to you, Art.
I sincerely care about you, as well as the many other friends that I have known over the years. My desire is to know that you will prepare your self now, to join me someday in the Heavenly mansions that our Savior went to prepare.
Sincerely,
PapaPops
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Family Get-together at Thanksgiving 2007...
Preparations -- Table for sixteen
Thanksgiving Day, in our
Kitchen!
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