loisredfer: WILL GOD HEAR ME? THERE WERE TWO BABY SQUARRELS IN AN OLD OAK TREE. ONE WAS BLACK WITH DARK EYES AND A BUSHY TAIL, THE OTHER BABY SQUARREL WAS BROWN WITH NO TAIL. THEY WERE SITTING VERY HIGH IN A VERY OLD OAK TREE THAT APPEARED TO BE TOUCHING THE SKY. THE SQUARELS, SAID, "HEY, LET'S GO VISIT WITH GOD AND HAVE A TALK WITH HIM. SO THEY BEGAN TO CLIMB THE TREE, THEY CLIMBED AND CLIMBED AND CLIMBED AND CLIMBED. THE TREE KEPT GETTING TALLER AND TALLER AND TALLER. THE BLACK SQUARREL SAID, "LET'S STOP TO REST. GOD MIGHT BE EATING HIS LUNCH NOW." "OKAY SAID THE BROWN SQUARREL, SO THEY DID. AFTER LUNCH , THEY STARTED TO CLIMB AGAIN, THEY CLIMBED, THEY CLIMBED, AND THEY KEPT ON CLIMBING THE VERY OLD OAK TREE. THE SKY KEPT GETTING FURTHER AND FURTHER AWAY. IT IS NOW EVENING, THE BLACK SQUARREL, SAID, "IT IS DINNER TIME, GOD IS EATING HIS DINNER, LET'S STOP AND EAT DINNER. AT THIS TIME ANOTHER WHITE SQUARREL APPEARED. "HE SAID HELLO, WHY ARE YOU CLIMBING SO HIGH IN THIS VERY OLD OAK TREE? YOU ARE SO VERY YOUNG. IT WILL SOON BE DARK AND YOU WILL NOT FIND YOUR WAY HOME." THE SQUARRELS, SAID, "WE ARE ON OUR WAY TO TALK TO GOD, HE LIVES IN THE SKY." "YES, HE DOES SAID THE WHITE ANGEL SQUARREL, I AM AN ANGEL SQUARREL, GOD SENT ME HERE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU DON'T NEED TO CLIMB THIS VERY OLD OAK TREE TO MEET HIM AND TO TALK TO HIM. HE LIVES IN YOUR HEART." "JUST OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND START PRAYING, HE WILL HEAR YOU." AND THEY DID. THEY WERE VERY PLEASED WITH THIS ANSWER. THEIR HEARTS WERE PLEASED TOO. THE WHITE SQUARREL PICKED UP THE TWO BABY SQUARRELS AND PLACED THEM BACK ON SOLID GROUND. THE TWO SQUARRELS IMMEDIATELY RAN HOME AND SAID," MOTHER, DAD, DID YOU KNOW YOU CAN TALK TO GOD WITHOUT CLIMBING A TREE?" |
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loisredfer: I want to share my poems. I want some feedback I will send the $48.00 after my free trial. I have also written a novel, entitled, LOOKING FOR LOVE AND ROMANCE IN EUROPE. IT TOOK ME 3 YEARS TO WRITE THIS BOOK. IT IS AMAZING. SEND FOR A COPY. |
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loisredfer: THE CHICKEN AND THE DUCK THE CHICKEN AND THE DUCK LIVED IN THIS OLD FARM HOUSE DOWN IN SOUTH CAROLINA. THEY WENT AWALKING ONE MORNING AROUND THE YARD. THE CHICKEN SAID, "TO THE DUCK, "MAN LOOK AT MY FEATHERS, I AM THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CHICKEN IN THIS HERE FARM YARD." ALL OF THE LADY CHICKENS IN THIS HERE FARMYARD ARE ALWALYS QUACKING AND CLUCKING AND TALKING WHEN I AM AROUND THEM. "MAN YOU NEED TO GET SOME PIZZASS AND SOME GLAMOUR ABOUT YOU." THE DUCK SAID, "THE LADY CHICKENS JUST STAND IN LINE WHEN I COME NEAR THEM, WITH THEIR HEADS BOWED, AS IF THEY ARE PRAYING, THEY DO NOT MOVE OR SAY A WORD UNTIL I HAVE PASSED THEM." "MAN SAID THE CHICKEN, THAT IS DEEP." "YES, SAID THE DUCK THAT IS RESPECT." "WE CAN ALWAYS BUY GLAMOUR AND BEAUTY, BUT WE CAN'T ALWAYS BUY RESPECT AROUND THIS HERE FARM YARD. THE DUCK AND THE CHICKEN QUACKED AND SAID, "MAN YOU GOT THAT RIGHT." "I THINK I WILL TRY TO GET ME SOME RESPECT SAID THE CHICKEN." |
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