Category Archives: Inspirational
Wasps on Trial
Another great blog from my son about beneficial insects!
I want to talk about one of the most “notorious pests” around, feared by many, deadly to some, with hundreds of dollars spent to find ways to kill them… wasps! These amazing creatures have long gotten a “bad rap.“ Most people are highly afraid of this insect. People become judge, jury, & executioner in one fatal swat. However, aren’t we suppose to have a chance to face our accuser and a chance to plead our case? Sadly, wasps cannot tell their side of the story, nor can they express their purpose for “being“, so allow me.
Proverbs 12:10 A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast: but the tender mercies of the wicked are cruel.
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My Calling and Purpose
An awesome post from my son, Austin of the blog
“Canvassing Creation”
I remember as a young boy of four or five, standing up to my grandfather who had dumped a bucket of tadpoles onto the ground to kill them, believing they were mosquito larvae. I was sad for the tadpoles and very angry at him. I even said a few angry words to him, although my mother scolded me I felt I had to speak my mind.
“Tadpole Crossing”
That is my earliest memory of defending the creatures I love.
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To My Twin Brother
To My Twin Brother
October 12th, 2012
At 8:42 A.M. October 12, 1974 at the Shelby Co. General Hospital in Center, Texas, I was born. A few minutes ahead of my arrival, my twin brother was born… stillborn. My mother and I was still in the hospital when my twin was laid to rest in Dickerson Cemetery at 2:00 P.M. on October 13, 1974; I was one day old.
A cousin carried his tiny casket to the grave site with my dad, granny, sisters and a few others following behind.
Some Gave All
Some Gave All
5-30-2011
I never had the pleasure of meeting my Uncle Pat, you see the war took him back in 1966. My oldest sister Barbie was the only niece from my dad he ever met, and she was just a baby, so she has no memory of him either. Brenda and I had never met him, but that doesn’t stop the tears from running down my face as I type this blog and it doesn’t stop the emotions from erupting from my heart as I edit the pictures of the articles my Granny clipped from the newspapers long ago. To read the words quoted from my daddy as he spoke of his only brother and to see the pain of losing a loved one in the faces of my dad, Granny, and aunts has taken its toll on me today. I am writing this blog for Memorial Day. The day that was set aside to remember that some gave all.
My daddy, William C. McGee, had already served one “hitch” in the army. When he got out, he and Uncle Pat worked in construction for a while. Work was scarce one winter so January 1963 they decided to enlist together. They were stationed together for a while in Korea.
Just as Much
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Just as Much
April 29, 2011
After I lost my sweet dog Foxy I thought I would not love another pet. I almost rebelliously had my mind set to it.
That is of course until a little dog named Kelev came into my life. -~~CONTINUE READING~~>
