The Peasall Sisters

Truly Angelic Voices

Watch the whole video, it shows these young girls a few years later as they become young women.

Now I am a tough guy and don't often admit to things like this, but I cried throughout the whole video because of the beauty of their Heavenly voices. I hope this brings joy to your hearts as well as it did mine. (sniff) And maybe a tear or two also.

My Mamo's Favorite Song

I had a dream last night about my Mamo (grandmother on father's side). She was a good Christian woman, passed on in December 1989. I know she is in Heaven, and I will be joining her there. Her favorite gospel song was Sweet Hour Of Prayer. It was written by William W. Watford in 1845 and is taken from 1 Thessalonians Chapter 5:17 Pray without ceasing. Unfortunately she never got to hear me play it as I can now, back then I could only basically strum with a little flatpicking thrown in.

The lyrics are as follows and what wondrous words they are:


Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief,
My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare,
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
The joys I feel, the bliss I share,
Of those whose anxious spirits burn
With strong desires for thy return!
With such I hasten to the place
Where God my Savior shows His face,
And gladly take my station there,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”

I have attached a video of me playing it on the 12 string guitar that I have just recently learned to fingerpick. The fat man in the video is me.

I hope this brings comfort to any and all that are having doubts or suffering any illness or just having trouble in dealing with the storms of life. God Bless.



And I'll leave you with a little upbeat bluegrass style of I'll Fly Away.

Jihad American Style

A four foot five inch 90 pound Turkish immigrant woman, used an axe to defend herself in an attempted armed robbery in Brookhaven, New York. When the masked armed robber attempted to hold her up, she withdrew an axe from behind the counter, and proceeded to have at him. The cowardly armed robber fled the scene with the diminutive store clerk in hot pursuit.

See the story: TINY CHOP-KEEPER KICK'S GUNMAN'S AXE
Video: Clerk fights off robber with axe

Now this is a jihad that I can support. Too bad she had such a bad swing, it would have meant one less scumbag on the loose. HASSAN CHOP !!!!!!!!

What she needed is one of these:

Progressives

Ever since liberals have started to refer to themselves as "progressives", I have refused to accept their new label. I felt that it was a new deceitful way of hiding who they truly are, after all "liberal" has become synonymous with their warped ideology. While I still believe that they are attempting to hide behind a new innocuous name for themselves, I believe that they have chosen a new title that correctly reveals their nefarious intentions. The Lord does work in mysterious ways.
we do have eyes that see and ears that hear.

Wednesday, while driving to work, I had an epiphany.(for you folks in rio lindo, look it up. hahaha little rushie there.) Well anyway, the epiphany was that they have truly chosen an apt title that reveals their hidden agenda and the way they plan to institute it. Let's look back at some of their shenanigans.

Homosexuals only want to be tolerated. Doesn't sound bad does it? But then we PROGRESSIVELY are made to accept more and more of their wicked and perverted lifestyle in incremental steps. No longer is mere tolerance acceptable, they then want public acceptance, no condemnation of them, to being able to have parades that expose our children to their perversion. Now they are demanding not just tolerance, but public acceptance, demanding the same institution of marriage that has always been understood to be of a man and a woman only. To the point that they are now using our schools to indoctrinate our school children in their perversion, even in the first and second grades. See how their progressive title fits?

Take the latest Schip program. Oh it's for the children, those poor little children. Now their latest progressive step has been to try and extend that coverage to "children" that are up to 25 years old, and to families making as much as $83,000 a year. Doesn't sound like it's just for those poh children anymore. This is the step to step system of socialized medicine. Thanks, but NO THANKS. I prefer to have a dentist extract my teeth, not pull them myself like some in the English social medicine network have been doing.

How about their stand on the Iraq War. Remember before it started? The democrats demanded a vote in both houses of congress to prove that they were patriots and to get in the record that they supported this country and it's military. They have progressively gone from support to outright condemnation and lies. From trying to establish points of progress in Iraq tied to funding, to slowing the funds themselves, to demanding withdrawal dates, to sabotaging the war effort by their slander of our troops by accusing them of being torturers and killers of innocent Iraqis and worse. To their latest backdoor strategy of actively condemning Turkey for the Armenian genocide that occurred almost 100 years ago, and had nothing to do with the Turkish leadership now, but was perpetrated by the Ottoman Empire. Had this succeeded, and aggravated Turkey, an ALLY, it would have severely crippled our war effort. More than half of the supplies for our military in Iraq, flows through Turkey.

I could name many other incidents like those above that the "progressives" (pthooey) have and are using now, but I believe the picture is clear. These liberal, progressives have shown their true colors. They are progressively deceitful, progressively cowards, progressively traitorous, progressively treasonous, progressively socialist commies, progressively anti-military, progressively anti-family, progressively anti-U.S., and progressively making me want to hurl my stomach contents!!!!!!!

The Rest of the Story

Hi All, Thanks to everyone for stopping by.

Been real busy tonight at work with very little free time.

"nanc, like if we're in a serious discussion of politics, i probably shouldn't throw in a broccoli cheese soup recipe?"

"The Merry Widow said...
How about my Creamy Broccoli-Cheddar Soup?"

NO THANK YOU PLEASE. However,......................... if you happen to have a Tex-Mex recipe for corn meal dumplings, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO POST IT NO MATTER WHAT THE DISCUSSION IS!!!!!!!!!

Besides, allowances are made for friends.

You see, I haven't had any since my mom passed away 2 years ago this past June 20. She was disabled and living with me, and any time we had ham, within the week she would make the dumplings from the ham drippings with corn meal, chili mix, and ham bits.

It has been a trying time for me. I work nights, and basically keep my same schedule of sleep periods.

I would always tell her when I left for work, that if I didn't see her in the morning, I would see her at the Eastern Gate. (We do the song, "Eastern Gate" in our quartet and I still break down) Always expecting that it would be me waiting on her there. (Always seem to think our mothers are immortal, almost)

Well, that Sunday the 19th, I was staying awake all night so I could sleep Monday morning and be ready for the night shift. I last talked to her about 2 a.m. when some kittens she had brought in from outside had knocked over some stuff outside her bedroom.

I staightened things up for her and she seemed to be doing fine, recovering from a kidney infection that she had from the previous week. She was even laughing at those six toed kittens that kept hampering my efforts. Of course, I was sort of putting on a show for her with those rascals. Said goodnight and told her I would see her in the morning. Little did I know.

Well, I had a habit of waiting for her to get up before going to bed and checking to see if she needed anything. I am waiting up for her and it gets past 8 a.m., and she is not up. I go to check on her, and find her by her bed on the floor. Looks as if she was coming back from the bathroom. Coroner said it was a massive heart attack and she had passed away before she even hit the floor.

The only funny (not haha funny) thing about the situation was this. She seemed to get in the last word to this crazy world. Her right arm had caught on her clothes hamper and was elevated to her side. Only one finger was extended outwards, the middle one. It was as if she was saying, screw you world, I'm going to a far better place than this.

Soooooo, if you happen to have that recipe for corn meal dumplings, I would be indebted. Never did get it from Mom. (we think they'll live forever, don't we?)

Oh by the way, has anybody heard from jbargholz from moonbatcentral? Haven't seen or heard of since we gang tackled that moonbat the last time there (lol)

So basically all I have had time for lately is a little quick reading of some of your blogspots, and managing to do a quick drive by posting, or bashing of a progessive. Hope that changes now, new responsibilities on the job have been able to be transfered to others.