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Monday, July 25, 2011


“It’s July - let’s go to the fair!” Nothing could be better than a stroll through Hier’s Park on a hot July day, with a warm breeze on your shoulders, and the sounds of laughter all around you.

Bill and I had the opportunity to take three of our grandchildren to the 4 H Fair, both Saturday evening and Sunday. Mainly, to visit the Pork Producers tent and eat giant pork chops instead of fixing dinner and lunch at home. With temperatures near 100 degrees, having someone else fix a hot meal for us, seemed wise. But, more than that, spending time with the children on July 23 and 24 could never have been snatched back from time if it had slipped away.

Friends, family is the precious gold that treasure hunters have always sought. It isn’t buried in the great golden veins of the West, the diamond mines of Africa, or on a corporate jet heading anywhere but home. The real treasure of life is found in a rabbit barn at the Fair, watching the antics of a Netherlands Dwarf rabbit with your granddaughter. Don’t let time slip through your fingers. Today can never have a do-over. Once the sun sets, it’s done and lives only in memory. What will your memories be? Let us pray:

“Oh Father, God of the priceless moment, we thank you for showing yourself in our daily lives. You are in the eyes of a bright baby and the love of family. May we learn to live within the precious moments of life, the place reality dwells, because the rest is either memory or daydreams. The only place in our lives where we can do your will, where we can serve you, is in the NOW of life. Forgive us when we spend our days planning and never do, or other days when we are consumed with the regret of didn’t do. Whisper truth in our ears, dear Lord, that we may know your will for the moment and find the courage to live for you in the NOW. Link us by our hearts to your son, Jesus Christ, where we might learn the truth of you. In his precious name we pray. Amen”
“God gives us stories that testify to His love. Let me tell you mine.”
Copyright 2011 Doris Gaines Rapp, Ph.D.


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