All it takes is to be with someone for two minutes and I can stray. They tell an evil joke, I find myself searching for one to top theirs. Evil does not rest. The evil one is all around. But good always “stomps” evil out. There is always a way out of temptation, we have to find it. Even work for it. The reward is great. A feeling of accomplishment. Thank-You Master, The hard road becomes the “easier, softer way.”
Category: My Daily Meds
My Daily Meds – A Short Story For Every Day of the Year
Daily meditations and poems with a spiritual humor twist, thoughts stories, happenings, poems written by P. M.
Written by a Christian. A book for people who have hit rock bottom. Physically, mentally and spiritually. It is intended to help lift you. some is for Christians in recovery. Most. Each day is a surprise. This book was 23 years in the making – written by one who did hit bottom. Acute alcohol poisoning twice.
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My Daily Meds: July 1
Tomorrow may never come
This might be alright for some
If God’s on my side
I won’t run and hide
But I refuse to die if I’m glum -
My Daily Meds: March 11
Maybe it’s my mind, but when I change the oil in my motorcycle, I can feel the difference. It seems to run smoother. Like new blood running through it. I love to drink vegetable juice. Not just straight, though. I doctor it up a little. It’s like the “perfect energy drink”. I have to guzzle it, I can’t sip it. I pour about ten ounces into a glass. Then, I shake some hot sauce into it. After that, I put in some black pepper. I smash and cut up a clove of garlic (small enough so I can swallow it). If I am going to be home all day, I add a teaspoon of olive oil, if not, I don’t put it in. When I drink this, I really feel like I did something for my body. Incidentally, the last two times I gave blood, 2 different nurses remarked how dark my blood was, and what good color it was. I might drink one a day or up to 3 a day. It can’t hurt. I just buy the least expensive brand, because I drink it so often. Mmm mmm delicious. Delicious-oskous. Guzzle. Mmmmmm.
I don’t like it plain, though. And it has to be cold – no ice. Thank-You Lord for the little pleasures in life. Thank-You.