MY INHERITANCE

The Friday Fictioneers challenge was to write a 100 word story about this picture. Here is my story.  Enjoy.


“Hey Jeb. Whatcha got there?

“Found this in my Mom’s House.”

“A jar of batteries?”

“Yep.”

“Are they any good?”

“I have no idea. I doubt it.”

“Why would she keep a jar full of dead batteries?”

“Don’t know. Sure can’t ask her now.

“Guess you’ll just throw them away? ”

“Naw. Guess, I’ll keep ‘em. You never know when you might need a jar of dead batteries.”

A Late Friday Fictioneers

After a challenge from Shirley McCann on Saturday to write 100 words about this picture  I decided to try my first Friday Fictioneer story. 



Dear Lord:
Please bring her home safe. The weather is so bad. Rain, sleet and snow. She’s been driving for hours and I know she is tired. I’m so afraid but I know you will watch over her. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. So much could happen to a young woman alone on the roads tonight but please keep your hand on her Lord and bring her home safe, Father. This is a grandmother's mother’s plea.

Oh, I see her headlights in the window. Thank you God for answered prayer for my granddaughter’s safe trip home.

Dear Lord


Please bring her home safe. The weather is so bad. Rain, sleet and snow. She’s been driving for hours and I know she is tired. I’m so afraid but I know you will watch over her. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. So much could happen to a young woman alone on the roads tonight but please keep your hand on her Lord and bring her home safe, Father. This is a mother’s plea.

Oh, I see her headlights in the window. Thank you God for answered prayer for my daughter’s safe trip home.

PEACE

This is my first blog after a long absence due to chronic migraine. My neurologist has changed my medicine so I have been reborn from a zombie to possibly being able to think beyond the next moment.

 No matter who you voted for, we know there is change coming. America is not the same. The country is deeply in debt. People feel discouraged not knowing what the future holds.

I teach a Bible Study Class of adults. I was startled to study this week’s lesson “Living in Truth.” We haven’t heard much truth during the past weeks of election campaigning. We long for truth. Just tell us what is true, so we can vote for the right man or woman. We knew what we wanted; we just didn’t know which candidate would give us what the country needed. Well, the election is over. We have the candidates that will rule our Country, State, and counties in the future. Still people don’t know which way to turn, how to plan for their future. What about their health care? Should they change their investment portfolio? What about their job? What will happen to our country?

I don’t know the answers to those questions. I only know one thing. God is in control. He made the world. He knows what is happening in the world. I trust Him. I gave my life to Him many years ago. He saved me and promised me a home in heaven when I die. I trust and believe what he said because it is in His Word, the Bible. I will not worry about tomorrow or next week or next year. I will pray to my Father in Heaven for His Will to be done. He cares about us and when we trust Him for all our tomorrows, he will take care of us. “Casting all your cares upon Him for he cares for you.(1 Peter 5:7)”

Family Vacation continued

We got an early start the next morning, well, early for us. With many hugs and waves, we started toward Nashville, our friendly but aggravating GPS directing every turn. Early morning coffee necessitated a stop and more coffee for me.

How it happened I’ll never know but my hot (make that HOT)coffee landed on my crisp clean shirt and went right on down to my white pants. Not a drop of it landed on the seat of the car – it all soaked into the front of me. I exited the car with a gasp. Hot coffee will do that. The waitress didn’t or couldn’t say a word. My family was all sympathy and began dabbing me with napkins while I was trying to hold the hot fabric away from my skin.

After dancing around in the parking lot for fully five minutes and assuring the waitress we wouldn’t sue, we decided that since my suitcase was on the bottom on the trunk, I could wear the mess to Gatlinburg.

I will not bore you with the details of the rest of the drive. We stopped for lunch somewhere with me hiding behind one of the granddaughters before sinking into a seat in the restaurant. Maybe people thought my coffee stained shirt and pants was the new look in tourist wear. Yea sure!

We arrived in Gatlinburg in time for a quick tour of the ‘burg and steaks on the grill at the fabulous cabin the family had reserved for our stay.

Words cannot describe the beauty of the Smoky Mountains. We saw a Momma bear and twin cubs in Cades Cove; we loved the old buildings that are kept in good repair by the park service. In one place, we were amused to see a crowd gathered around a long black snake. We stayed well back from that phenomenon. Being from the Ozarks, we were all too familiar with that kind of wild life.

One evening we arrived back at our cabin to find that a bear had been clever enough to open the trash bin and scatter our trash all over the yard. The next morning we saw the culprit, scoping out the possibilities again. That is a little too close for comfort. We took his/her picture safe on our cabin deck.

The granddaughters introduced me to geocaching. I don’t think they will take me again. My comments consisted of, “You’ll catch poison ivy. Don’t stick your hand in there. There could be snakes in there. You are gonna get lost, running round the country side in strange places.”

Needless to say, our trusty GPS got us home safely and so ends our family vacation of 2011.

Family Vacation continued

Family Vacation 3

We got an early start the next morning, well, early for us. With many hugs and waves, we started toward Nashville, our friendly but aggravating GPS directing every turn. Early morning coffee necessitated a stop and more coffee for me.

How it happened I’ll never know but my hot (make that HOT)coffee landed on my crisp clean shirt and went right on down to my white pants. Not a drop of it landed on the seat of the car – it all soaked into the front of me. I exited the car with a gasp. Hot coffee with do that. The waitress didn’t or couldn’t say a word. My family was all sympathy and began dabbing me with napkins while I was trying to hold the hot fabric away from my skin.

After dancing around in the parking lot for fully five minutes and assuring the waitress we wouldn’t sue, we decided that since my suitcase was on the bottom on the trunk, I could wear the mess to Gatlinburg.

I will not bore you with the details of the rest of the drive. We stopped for lunch somewhere with me hiding behind one of the granddaughters before sinking into a seat in the restaurant. Maybe people thought my coffee stained shirt and pants was new look in tourist wear. Yea sure!

We arrived in Gatlinburg in time for a quick tour of the ‘burg and steaks on the grill at the fabulous cabin the family had reserved for our stay.

Words cannot describe the beauty of the Smoky Mountains. We saw a Momma bear and twin cubs in Cades Cove; we loved the old buildings that are kept in good repair by the park service. In one place, we were amused to see a crowd gathered around a long black snake. We stayed well back from that phenomenon. Being from the Ozarks, we were all too familiar with that kind of wild life.

One evening we arrived back at our cabin to find that a bear had been clever enough to open the trash bin and scatter our trash all over the yard. The next morning we saw the culprit, scoping out the possibilities again. That is a little too close for comfort. We took his/her picture safe on our cabin deck.

The granddaughters introduced me to geocaching. I don’t think they will take me again. My comments consisted of, “You’ll catch poison ivy. Don’t stick your hand in there. There could be snakes in there. You are gonna get lost, running round the country side in strange places.”

Needless to say, our trusty GPS got us home safely and so ends our family vacation of 2011.