Good News for Whosoever

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By: Charles G. Laws

The earliest recollection I have of my life was when I was six or seven years old. I loved playing outside with bushes, flowers, and nature around me, a trait that has followed me throughout my life. I enjoyed nature and did much thinking upon how did things come to be as they were. I knew that it was not by chance and observed that nature followed cycles; cycles of beginning, cycles of growth and cycles of death. I looked into the skies many times and observed the patterns there: the moon went through its phases as it revolved around the earth, held there in its position by some unknown force. The sun rose in the East and set in the West daily. The hours of daylight changed from long days of sunshine to very short days of sunshine and the moon varied accordingly. I looked into the night skies and saw the stars, each one following its pattern with regularity. All of this beauty and regularity could not be by chance, so I arrived at a premise that all the patterns and regularity were controlled; there had to be a God, an all-powerful being, who created all of this beauty and controlled the perfect timing of it all. Now I knew of this God but did not know Him. Could a human, just a little boy or anyone for that matter, come to know this being who created the universe and controlled it?

Step-Dad’s Who Step Up

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There are times in your life when you need your father, especially, during the mile markers and challenges in your life. Important events, such as, graduation, marriage and the birth of your children can be painful reminders to those of us who do not have our father figure in our life. The fortunate fact is there are other good men who can be in your life and step into that role or at the very least model for you what a good man and father looks like. This man does not have to be of your blood. It may be a mentor, a teacher, a family friend, an uncle, or a stepfather.

I am more than blessed to have not one, but two fathers in my life growing up and as an adult. From the age of two, I was raised by my wonderful and loving stepfather, Richard. In my childhood, he would be the only man I would ever know as ‘Dad.’ He taught me how to fish, ride my bike, playing in the mud was not just for boys, and ungrounded me often which annoyed my Mom! He also taught me boys have cooties that are highly contagious, how to defend myself and to not tolerate disrespect but to have self-worth. In my teens, my dad and Mom divorced but my ‘Dad’ did not divorce me! He remained a loving and constant father to me and continues to do so to this day.

stepdads-who-step-up4step-dads-who-step-up3It was not until I was a young adult that I discovered the truth that my Dad who was lovingly raising me was not my birth father. My biological father was an absentee father on all levels. My biological father knew I existed, however, he never came looking for me. At the age of thirty, I sought him out and met him for the first time. He is truly a nice man and I was able to find out all the family history and where I came from. We continued to talk for several months developing a new kind of relationship and then he just selfishly and suddenly disappeared from my life.

‘One’

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‘One’

 As the beauty of the day grows

the warm rays are radiating upon the fall foliage

illuminating the brilliance of burnishing brown, flaming orange and wine red

I inhale as I hold onto this moment in time

as the whispers of the flowing air gently flutters 

the inevitable fallen leaves

I exhale as my thought drifts to ‘one’

Curiosity and interest

seeds you have sown in the depths of my soul

Will this be the one…

the one who nurtures the seed…

the one who will cause me to never breathe the same again?

 ~Shirley J. Fink

Memories…A Love Story – Until Death Do Us Part

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I had spoken to her several times in church but did not know her very well. I noticed a sparkle in her blue eyes every time we greeted one another. At the time I was teaching the Senior Adult Sunday School class she was also attending. I had thought about asking her for a date, but felt a bit awkward about it, due to the fact that I was her teacher. I had planned an outing for the class to go to a restaurant called Memories in Etowah, a small town about a half-hour drive away. Ah, I had a plan! I called everyone in the class to see how many were interested in going and when I called her I discretely asked her to be my guest, in other words, I asked her for a date!

When we got on the bus we sat down together, and it was as if we had known each other much longer. The restaurant was very nice with lighting that created an ambiance all around us. When we got back to the church each of us got back in our cars to go home and I told her that I enjoyed being with her, and she did likewise. As we left I watched her drive away in her black Ford and I missed her already. I told myself that it couldn’t be, not that fast. I was falling in love with her! Little did I know it, but she was falling in love with me as well.

Please God…Just One More Day

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Please God, Just One More Day

  My dear sweet Heavenly Father I come to you today

With faith and hope I ask

Please God…Don’t take my Mom away

One day with her is all I ask, just one more day together

If I could have one more day with her I would make it last forever

I know her time is near and soon you’ll take her home

Where she will be so perfect and a beautiful Angel she’ll roam

Heaven with more colors than we even know

Where even the rarest of flowers sing in the loveliest picture show

Her sparkle lights up the darkness like the brightest star of night

Rising in our hearts her brightest loving light

Life will never be the same since she was called away

Her light shone bright in the darkest hours of each and every day

I believe that she is with me when the sorrow is too much

I believe that she reaches out to me

I know that I feel her touch

When tomorrow starts without her don’t think we’re far apart

For every time I think of her she’s right here in my heart

Every day I miss the smile that no one can replace

Yet still it brings me comfort in the sadness that I face

Until we meet again I’ll find the strength to live through each new day

Grateful for the happy years before she went away

My Dear sweet Heavenly Father with hope and faith I pray

Please take us all to Heaven’s final resting place, at last, we all can stay

Please God, Just One More Day.

I Love You Mom…With all of My Heart,

Your Daughter,

Shirley

In Loving Memory of my beautiful Mom 

Ramona (Jeanne) Laws 06/19/49 to 10/28/15

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