“You’ll miss them when they’re gone.” (Elizabeth Kolbert) A National Geographic article warns of the danger to our ecosystem by the loss of insects…a 76% drop since 1989. 5 million species of “bugs”, each with its purpose. All people, regardless of size, shape, or color have a “God-purpose” for being on this earth. Before we try to determine if one is better than another, let’s see if we can determine our own purpose for being here. I’d like to think that you and I will be missed when we’re gone! ;-) Jack
FROM RVB: My daily Bible art is so well coordinated with today’s WW…’H HAS MADE EVERYTHING BEAUTIFUL IN ITS TIME. (Ecclesiastes 3:11)===JACK: Thanks for the reminder that we have a God who not only creates, but cares for what He has created.
FROM RK IN MN: You certainly will, dear Jack. P J, too!===JACK: I'll always remember your smiling face. Smiles are better than frowns, any day.
FROM MY ATTORNEY: Missed, but never forgotten. Some people leave deep footprints. Especially you!!! ===JACK: I hope that you've made sure that my will is in order.
FROM TAMPA SHIRL: Just enjoy each day and do our best to make each day a good one! ===JACK: The Bible promises that there will be eternal enjoyment in Heaven.
FROM OUTHOUSE JUDY: One of my greatest sorrows was when my beloved grandma passed away. We have our grandchildren every other weekend from Friday to Sunday. And we have them Friday to Wednesday since schools closed. I do their homeschooling with them during the week.
Those six days are our best days. We will be missed!===JACK: It sounds as tho you've taken "grandma lessons" from your grandma.
FROM RS IN TEXAS: I know you will be (missed). Hopefully mankind will come to their senses and recognize that their "home" is more than just the dwelling they live in, and work to protect it as such.===JACK: It has been, is, and always will be as such. There is no place as heaven on earth.
FROM BLAZING OAKS: I once had a kitchen plaque that said, "If Noah had been truly wise, He would have swatted those two flies!!" But I suppose even flies have their purpose, pesky as they can be! We'll all be missed and mourned by family, friends and co-workers, no doubt, but much of our ideals and ideas will be carried on" by those we have impacted! Your legacy impacts a great many folks!! Carry on, Jack! :-)===JACK: Your plaque reminds of Ogden Nash who wrote..."God created the fly and forgot to tell us why." Here in Minnesota we have lots of wood ticks. I'll have to do some research and see what is their purpose in the food chain.
FROM WILLMAR REV: You'll certainly be missed for some time from beginning my mornings with your good word!! 0;-)===JACK: I wonder if there'll be computers in Heaven, or they still using scrolls?
FROM RS IN TEXAS: I know you will be (missed). Hopefully mankind will come to their senses and recognize that their "home" is more than just the dwelling they live in, and work to protect it as such.===JACK: It has been, is, and always will be as such. There is no place as heaven on earth.
FROM BLAZING OAKS: I once had a kitchen plaque that said, "If Noah had been truly wise, He would have swatted those two flies!!" But I suppose even flies have their purpose, pesky as they can be! We'll all be missed and mourned by family, friends and co-workers, no doubt, but much of our ideals and ideas will be carried on" by those we have impacted! Your legacy impacts a great many folks!! Carry on, Jack! :-)===JACK: Your plaque reminds of Ogden Nash who wrote..."God created the fly and forgot to tell us why." Here in Minnesota we have lots of wood ticks. I'll have to do some research and see what is their purpose in the food chain.
FROM WILLMAR REV: You'll certainly be missed for some time from beginning my mornings with your good word!! 0;-)===JACK: I wonder if there'll be computers in Heaven, or they still using scrolls?
Should you go first and I remain,
for battle to be fought.
Each thing you've touched along the way
will be a hallowed spot.
Each thing you've touched along the way
will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
will buoy me on with hope.
though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
will buoy me on with hope.
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