Tommy and Mandy came home last night after a 10-day stay in 2 hospitals. He started out in Baylor Grapevine and was transferred to Parkland to receive special analysis. They finally released him last night (Monday night). It was really nice to see him walk through the door. This happened by God's good Grace and His answers to our prayers. Vertical is always better than horizontal.
Parkland Hospital is massive and has grown so much since the stone-age when I was a kid. We went up there on Saturday night to pick up Mandy (who had stayed by Tommy's side for the whole time). We wanted her to have a break and to be able to sleep in a real bed for a night and to get to go to Church on Sunday morning. She called us in the car and told us to meet her at the Emergency Entrance. We finally found that area. It was amazing to see that it looked just like it did in November 1963 when President Kennedy was taken there after being shot. I remember that day. I was in 7th grade at Bowie Junior High School in Irving. I was returning from lunch to my English class and there was a strange feeling in the air, but I did not know what had happened. As in any thing like this rumors abounded. I remember someone telling me that the President was not hurt, but that someone had shot the Governor (Connally) several times up close with a shotgun! What are some historical moments that you remember and where were you and what were you doing and thinking at the time??

I have thoughts that are trigger other related thoughts in rapid succession until my last thought is nowhere near the first. Example: The sun shines on my car mirror and into my eyes-the sun is bright-the Sun of righteousness in the Old Testament, with healing in His wings-if this IS Jesus does He have wings?-do angels fly on a regular basis in Heaven?-will I have wings there?-if I do where will I fly?-how big is Heaven?-can I just roam around up there?-what will I see?-if the streets are gold is there any "ground" there?-if so do things grow there?-how many people will be there?-will I just automatically "know" people there or will I have to ask?-will any of the Apostles think that I am as interesting as I think they will be?? SO, after a bright spot shines in my eye...I wonder what the Apostle Paul will think of me! So, do I need to be sent to the "Loony Bin" or do other folks think like this as well? Let me know what you think (if you don't get too side-tracked just thinking about it!!) Do any of you have "chain thoughts"?

I try to read a Psalm each morning. Today I read Psalm 139. I was moved by the thoughts there: The Father knows what I am doing, what I am thinking, and what I'm about to say. I cannot hide from Him, He sees through the blackest night. He knit me together before I was born. And ending the thoughts with: "(23) Search me , O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! (24) And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting!" --- This comforts and heightens our awareness. He is here beside me now...Does He approve of what He sees? How many evil thoughts and careless words have I produced in 60 years? We ask Him as the Psalmist did to see if I am veering off the road and to steer me back to the Way everlasting. --- I'd like to ask you all for a favorite Psalm or Proverb, and to tell us why it is special to you...

I have a very controversial thought on this. I am a pessimist, always expect the worst. When it does happen, it was expected anyway. If it does not turn out that way then rejoice!
My philosophy is this: "Pessimists are almost ALWAYS pleasantly surprised !" Conversely Optimists are often disappointed.
I would love your feedback on this. ( You can be brutal if you like...I EXPECT it ! )

I thought that I might explain the picture that is in the Gallery. That is "Ronnie" Gray at the wheel. My big brother "Wally" is the power behind the car. ( For you who can remember "Leave It to Beaver" on television, I am approximately Beaver's age and I too had an older brother named Wally. I also had the strange array of friends growing up. Beaver's friend "Whitey" always got him into trouble and then "left him hanging". My Whitey was named "Tommy" and lived next door!) - Well, back to the car...It was about a 1948 model (a used car) and had pedals to make it go. Wally always had a better way, so he pushed me really fast. I got some terrible "road burn" on my "Flintstone Feet" and the pedals beat my little legs. If I remember correctly Wally got something beat as well when our Mom found out!