Thursday, March 19, 2015

Thoughts from Nathan Johnson, Minister March 1925

 
 
March 1925
 
 
 

The Wild White Rose  By Ellen H. Willis
 
Oh, that I might have my request, and that God would grant me the thing that I long for.—Job 6:8.
 
It was peeping through the brambles, that little wild white rose,
Where the hawthorn hedge was planted, my garden to enclose.
All beyond was fern and heather, on the breezy, open moor;
All within was sun and shelter, and the wealth of beauty's store.
But I did not heed the fragrance of flow'ret or of tree,
For my eyes were on that rosebud, and it grew too high for me.
In vain I strove to reach it through the tangled mass of green,
It only smiled and nodded behind its thorny screen.
Yet through that summer morning I lingered near the spot:
Oh, why do things seem sweeter if we possess them not?
My garden buds were blooming, but all that I could see
Was that little mocking wild rose, hanging just too high for me.

So in life's wider garden there are buds of promise, too,
Beyond our reach to gather, but not beyond our view;
And like the little charmer that tempted me astray,
They steal out half the brightness of many a summer's day.
Oh, hearts that fail with longing for some forbidden tree,
Look up and learn a lesson from my white rose and me.
'Tis wiser far to number the blessings at my feet,
Than ever to be sighing for just one bud more sweet.
My sunbeams and my shadows fall from a pierced Hand,
I can surely trust His wisdom since His heart I understand;
And maybe in the morning, when His blessed face I see,
He will tell me why my white rose grew just too high for me.

 
 
 
 
Have a Great Day

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

The Prohibition Platform For Ohio… Daniel A.Poling

MQTlogoa A Little “Quality Time” History of Ohio.

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JOETODD Hi everyone. I ran across some old documents that belonged to My Great Grandfather The Reverend  Nathan Johnson. This was my first attempt at enlarging/scanning and modifying the document for use in a blog post.

NOTE: Daniel A. Poling::  In 1912 he was the Prohibition Party candidate for Governor of Ohio (he lost, but remained an unwavering teetotaler).

The Prohibition Platform For Ohio… Daniel A.Poling

Monday, March 16, 2015

Silently A Flower Blooms

MQTlogoaHave a Quality Time Day

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Silently a flower blooms,
In silence it falls away;
Yet here now, at this moment, at this place,
The world of the flower, the whole of
the world is blooming.
This is the talk of the flower, the truth
of the blossom:
The glory of eternal life is fully shining here.
~ Zenkei Shibayama

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CARDA Now go out there and enjoy the day.

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TOMATOGUYINTHEGARDEN That’s all for today

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Thursday, March 12, 2015

A Little about Bob D.

MQTlogoa Hi everyone… It has been a tough winter in many ways. The weather has really sucked to say the least and many of my friends have had serious health problems.. Asking for prayers for Jim G.  Charlie K. Tom K. & Vikki H.

Check out::  Bob Dylan Official Site

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TARNATION The photo above was taken at New Smyrna Beach Florida where Linda and I had the opportunity to spend a week in the sunshine (usually) and warm weather. I was going to do a Footprints In The Sand post but, there are hundreds and hundreds of those photos on the web. This is a little different… I hope you enjoy.. If interested make sure to check out Bob Dylan Official Site.

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Linda and I wish you a great day… A Quality Time dayMQTlogoa

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"The Night We Called It A Day"
(originally by Frank Sinatra) LYRICS

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

LIFE'S CIRCLE




 

 


Thanks Charlie

 

 

 

 

Life Cycle

 

Growing up is a weird notion to wrap your mind around. As you go through life, your perspectives on almost everything will change. How you define success will change as well. Things that you thought were important at the age of 35 will be useless when you're 65. You may not realize it now, but everything will shift.

 

 

At age 4 success is not peeing in your pants.

 

 

At age 12 success is having friends.

 

 

 

At age 16 success is having a drivers license.

 

 

At age 20 success is having sex.

 

 

 

At age 35 success is having money.

 

 

 

 

At age 50 success is having money.

 

 

 

At age 60 success is having sex.

 

 

 

At age 70 success is having a drivers license.

 

 

 

At age 75 success is having friends.

 

 

 

At age 80 success is not peeing in your pants.

 

 

It all comes full circle, whether you like it or not.

Share this hilarious truth about life with others.

 

 

May you always have

Love to Share,

Health to Spare, and

Friends who Care..

 

 

Thursday, February 19, 2015

FW: 12 pounds of Bananas




 

 


 
 
 
A little old lady is sitting in the violin section, fumbling for notes in a difficult key signature. After a few minutes the conductor becomes so enraged that he hits her on the head with his music stand, and the poor old dear dies instantly. Not surprisingly, he is convicted and put on death row. Just before he is to be electrocuted, his last request is for 12 pounds of bananas, which he devours. They strap him into the chair, flip the switch, and he just sits there, smiling. According to tradition, this is considered a reprieve from God and he is freed.
Somehow he gets his old job back, and he is happily conducting the orchestra when the trumpet player goes sharp. Enraged, he lunges out with his baton, skewering the offender's neck and killing him. Again, he is convicted and sent to death row. He again eats the 12 pounds of bananas, and lo and behold, the electricity does not harm him. This time the executioner cleans the contacts, makes him sit in a bucket of water; he tries everything - but the conductor won't die. So again, he is set free.
Amazingly he regains his job. It takes him 1 day to lose his temper and beat to death a trombonist. He returns to death row, eats the bananas, and survives the electrocution. At this point, the executioner can take no more - his professional pride has been hurt.
Before setting our friend free again, he asks him his secret, "What is it with the bananas?"
"Oh, the bananas have nothing to do with it," replies our friend. "I'm just a bad conductor."