Jerry

Just a guy needing a fresh beginning...
Have a great day...

[★ Uroš Razinger ★ 🇪🇺 @AIFutureVine]

Good morning!

The trees do not rush their growth and the light does not force its way across the sky. Let this morning teach you the same steady patience - grow where you are, and rise at your own pace.

#NatureWisdom #GoodMorning #SteadyPace

[RedAlways @PATRIOT2117]

Good night, everyone! Sweet dreams! See you for coffee! ♥️

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[JUDY @judy08281241]

Good evening, friends💤
It was awfully hot in Texas today — the kind of heat that makes everything feel like it’s melting. After a day like that, watching the sun go down felt like the perfect little peace.
Have a peaceful night.
God bless you.🕊️🫶🏼

[𝙹𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚒 ᵃᵏᵃ ✨ 𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 🗽 @_Liberty_Lady]

Acts
Chapter 1

“In the first book, O Theophilus, I have dealt with all that Jesus began to do and teach, until the day when he was taken up, after he had given commands through the Holy Spirit to the apostles whom he had chosen. He presented himself alive to them after his suffering by many proofs, appearing to them during forty days and speaking about the kingdom of God. And while staying with them he ordered them not to depart from Jerusalem, but to wait for the promise of the Father, which, he said, “you heard from me; for John baptized with water, but you will be baptized with the Holy Spirit not many days from now.” So when they had come together, they asked him, “Lord, will you at this time restore the kingdom to Israel?” He said to them, “It is not for you to know times or seasons that the Father has fixed by his own authority. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.” And when he had said these things, as they were looking on, he was lifted up, and a cloud took him out of their sight. And while they were gazing into heaven as he went, behold, two men stood by them in white robes, and said, “Men of Galilee, why do you stand looking into heaven? This Jesus, who was taken up from you into heaven, will come in the same way as you saw him go into heaven.” Then they returned to Jerusalem from the mount called Olivet, which is near Jerusalem, a Sabbath day’s journey away. And when they had entered, they went up to the upper room, where they were staying, Peter and John and James and Andrew, Philip and Thomas, Bartholomew and Matthew, James the son of Alphaeus and Simon the Zealot and Judas the son of James. All these with one accord were devoting themselves to prayer, together with the women and Mary the mother of Jesus, and his brothers. In those days Peter stood up among the brothers (the company of persons was in all about 120) and said, “Brothers, the Scripture had to be fulfilled, which the Holy Spirit spoke beforehand by the mouth of David concerning Judas, who became a guide to those who arrested Jesus. For he was numbered among us and was allotted his share in this ministry.” (Now this man acquired a field with the reward of his wickedness, and falling headlong he burst open in the middle and all his bowels gushed out. And it became known to all the inhabitants of Jerusalem, so that the field was called in their own language Akeldama, that is, Field of Blood.) “For it is written in the Book of Psalms, “‘May his camp become desolate, and let there be no one to dwell in it’; and “‘Let another take his office.’ So one of the men who have accompanied us during all the time that the Lord Jesus went in and out among us, beginning from the baptism of John until the day when he was taken up from us—one of these men must become with us a witness to his resurrection.” And they put forward two, Joseph called Barsabbas, who was also called Justus, and Matthias. And they prayed and said, “You, Lord, who know the hearts of all, show which one of these two you have chosen to take the place in this ministry and apostleship from which Judas turned aside to go to his own place.” And they cast lots for them, and the lot fell on Matthias, and he was numbered with the eleven apostles.”

Acts 1: 1-26 ESV

[𝙹𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚒 ᵃᵏᵃ ✨ 𝙻𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢 🗽 @_Liberty_Lady]

Proverbs
Chapter 26

“Like snow in summer or rain in harvest, so honor is not fitting for a fool. Like a sparrow in its flitting, like a swallow in its flying, a curse that is causeless does not alight. A whip for the horse, a bridle for the donkey, and a rod for the back of fools. Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest you be like him yourself. Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own eyes. Whoever sends a message by the hand of a fool cuts off his own feet and drinks violence. Like a lame man’s legs, which hang useless, is a proverb in the mouth of fools. Like one who binds the stone in the sling is one who gives honor to a fool. Like a thorn that goes up into the hand of a drunkard is a proverb in the mouth of fools. Like an archer who wounds everyone is one who hires a passing fool or drunkard. Like a dog that returns to his vomit is a fool who repeats his folly. Do you see a man who is wise in his own eyes? There is more hope for a fool than for him. The sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road! There is a lion in the streets!” As a door turns on its hinges, so does a sluggard on his bed. The sluggard buries his hand in the dish; it wears him out to bring it back to his mouth. The sluggard is wiser in his own eyes than seven men who can answer sensibly. Whoever meddles in a quarrel not his own is like one who takes a passing dog by the ears. Like a madman who throws firebrands, arrows, and death is the man who deceives his neighbor and says, “I am only joking!” For lack of wood the fire goes out, and where there is no whisperer, quarreling ceases. As charcoal to hot embers and wood to fire, so is a quarrelsome man for kindling strife. The words of a whisperer are like delicious morsels; they go down into the inner parts of the body. Like the glaze covering an earthen vessel are fervent lips with an evil heart. Whoever hates disguises himself with his lips and harbors deceit in his heart; when he speaks graciously, believe him not, for there are seven abominations in his heart; though his hatred be covered with deception, his wickedness will be exposed in the assembly. Whoever digs a pit will fall into it, and a stone will come back on him who starts it rolling. A lying tongue hates its victims, and a flattering mouth works ruin.”

Proverbs 26: 1-28 ESV

[IGotYourSix @noreen05291]

Well friends there comes a time when i need to just sit & relax my mind for a while.
Guess what...
Its that time ⏲️
😂
May the Lord bless you & keep you. May the Lords face shine upon you as you call upon him & trust in him as your very own personal Savior.
#goodnightprayer
🙏

[Lisa🌺 @NurseLJohn707]

Sunsets are nature's way of soothing your soul and gladdening the heart.

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The “Shakedown”
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Good night my friends 🥱🥱🛏️

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Amen

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[Lisa🌺 @NurseLJohn707]

Smiles are the universal language of life.

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Hoop Skirts and Cowboy Hats: The Cattle Drive

The morning came earlier than either of them wished.

Before the rooster had finished announcing the dawn, the cowboys were already gathering their horses, checking saddles, and counting the herd. A week’s cattle drive stretched before them—dusty trails, river crossings, long days beneath the prairie sun, and quiet nights beneath a blanket of stars.

She stood by the white fence with her hands folded around the top rail, her plain prairie dress moving gently in the morning breeze.

He tipped his weathered cowboy hat.

No promises were spoken.

None were needed.

“I reckon I’ll be back before next Sunday,” he said with a smile that carried more hope than certainty.

“I’ll be looking toward this road,” she answered softly.

He nodded once.

The horses stepped forward, the herd began to move, and soon the steady rhythm of hooves and lowing cattle drifted across the open range. Every few moments he glanced over his shoulder.

She was still standing there.

Not waving now.

Just watching.

Long after he disappeared beyond the rise, she lingered by the fence, listening to a silence that somehow still sounded like him.

Each evening that week she found herself sitting on the porch as the sun slipped low behind the hills. Sometimes she read a favorite passage of Scripture. Sometimes she stitched quietly. Sometimes she simply watched the road, wondering where the herd had bedded down that night.

Out on the trail, after the cattle had settled and the campfire burned low, he would lean back against his saddle beneath the stars. Around him the other cowboys laughed, swapped stories, and drank coffee from blackened tin cups.

His eyes always wandered east.

Toward home.

Toward a little farmhouse.

Toward a porch where he imagined someone might be looking west at the very same sky.

The prairie seemed smaller somehow when two hearts were measuring the same distance.

A week isn’t long in the life of a rancher.

But when someone has quietly become part of your every ordinary day…

Seven sunsets can feel like a season.