We can only  open today if it is available. We think today will come. It is only available if God allows it. He has a plan. We must listen. Sometimes we can’t hear him. We are so used to listening to other voices. He is so clear. Just listen.



My Sixty-Eighth Year

When we were children we played a game and said,” Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” That quote is not true. Words have broken many a heart. The tongue can be a spiteful tool. I refuse to believe negative comments of any kind from anyone. I know who my Father is. Jesus died on the cross for all of us. I believe in him. The problem is sometimes I let ugly remarks that are not true bother me, for a little while anyway. I realize that angry people want to blame others because they don’t have to change themselves.
Galations:5:22,23. The fruit of the spirit is love joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. Against such there is no law.
Galations:6:22 From now on let no one trouble me,for I bear in my bady the marks of the Lord Jesus.

My Sixty-Eighth Year

What have I learned so far this year about my sixty-eighth year? I have learned I have to be careful that I don’t fall. This is easy to do. It is hard to explain to younger people it is hard to climb up in a truck. Your body can’t do what it used to do. It is in a permanent slow function state. This isn’t the golden years, it is more like the pain years. The only way I have been able to cope with getting old is my faith in my Lord Jesus Christ. He is my strength and my salvation. Praise God that he died for you and me. I can’t understand how people who don’t know God can manage at all.

My Sixty-Eighth Year

Grown Kids

by Yvonne Leehelen Dowell

I am old and tired.

I have lived my life.

I will live  the rest of the time I have left in peace.

I won’r be blamed for the wrong in your life.

I won’t tolerate angriness.

If you do not want peace that only God gives

that is your decision.

I need Jesus Christ.

I know in him I have life.

Live you life as you wish.

I will continue to pray for you.

I will live my life

in perfect love.





My Sixty-Eighth Year


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I do not like pain and suffering. Some people are healed, yet most diseases are from cause and effect. It is smoking, overeating, where we live, what we are exposed , our ancestry genes,  all have have an effect on our quality of life.  Some people get everything, the flu, cancer, some people are strong as a bull. A lot of people eat junk food and can’t understand why they are fat.

I remember when I was a little girl we lived in a housing project in St.Louis. The apartment complex was regularly sprayed. All the children played on the grass barefooted in those days.  I  vomited when I went outside to play after the building was fumigated. I distinctly recall getting very sick.  That was when dangerous chemicals were used everywhere.

God gives us wisdom to take care of our bodies. Some people  do, some  people constantly abuse their  bodies with drugs or food,  whatever addiction they have. If only they  would seek him and find that peace that passeth understanding. He will hold them in his arms and comfort them if they seek him. He has done this for me. His arms are so strong.

My Sixty-Eighth Year

     I have been doing a lot of praying lately. I have been reflecting  on my life. I was  born at the appointed time God choose. He had a perfect will for my life. I didn’t follow that plan. I know this is true. I know if I had studied the Bible every day  and trusted in God, I would not have had such a difficult life. He wasn’t first in my life. I didn’t have a plan. 


My Sixty-Eighth Year

     God has allowed me to live sixty-eight years. I am very thankful he has given me this time. One of my earliest memories is when I was four years old. My sister Pauline was sixteen and she was my first teacher. We lived on Second Street in St.Louis Missouri. She bought a blackboard,chalk, and an eraser. I don’t know where she got the money, we were very poor. Pauline was a very dedicated teacher. She had a God given gift to teach. Honestly she was the very best teacher I  ever had. Pauline  had a pure kind of love, patience, and I was her star pupil. I would recite  my ABC’S  and write each letter on the blackboard. I loved playing school. My sister  faithfully taught me Psalm 23 and The Lord’s  Prayer. She taught me how to have faith.

We went to church every Sunday, to  a rather reserved church. I did have Bible study at 14 and got confirmed. I learned from my sister Pauline what true love was. I received love from  my sister and brothers.  They had their own lives, some of them had children my age or older. The attention Pauline gave my brother Archie and me was very special. I was the thirteenth and Archie the fourteenth child. I miss my sister Pauline. Continue reading