Juices I Miss.

Ya. I miss those times of stories just rolling-out from our imaginations.
Man, those are the juices I miss.


Your mom just called me, Honey . . . I got'a go.


LOVE YOU,
Dad.

Squinting Looking up Thinking Hard...

This reminds me of something...I'm searching for the memory...ahhh HA...there-it-is...It reminds me of 2 things...first: I remember when we used to hug. I was a little girl...I would be in your arms with a smile on my face thinking...Yes he will I know he will...(me)TAP...(you)TAP...(me) TAP TAP (you) TAP TAP (me) TAP TAP TAPTAP TAP (you) TAPTAP!!!!! Second: I was walking through and open field -When I heard the sound of TwoFlat pieces of woodclap together; The Sun Blinked its lightoff-and-on Several Times- Quickly, and I heard,throughout the sky -The voice of a Grocery clerk attendant, saying: "Good evening EARTH Shoppers . . .We will be closing in Fifteen minutes. . . we will be Closing in Fifteen minutes.. . . . . . . thank you.................(you) and then what happened!!!! (me) in the far distance you saw the cutest little girl with black spirals dancing on her head. Her arms were reaching, stretching, twirling. Her head tilted back eyes closed.......(me) and then what happened daddy??? (I loved making up those wonderful stories)!!!!

A VERBAL CARTOON:

I was walking through and open field -
When I heard the sound of

Two
Flat pieces of wood
clap together;

The Sun Blinked
its light
off-and-on
Several Times
- Quickly, and

I heard,
throughout the sky -
The voice of a Grocery clerk attendant, saying:

"Good evening
EARTH Shoppers . . .
We will be closing in
Fifteen minutes
. . . we will be
Closing in Fifteen minutes.

. . . . . . . thank you."




Kind of crazy, but

There it is . . .



Dad

Welllllll....

I'll Try....Mama...dad is sure there was a robe...and I believe him!

oxox
Brandi

ABSOLUTELY.

THE "ROBE" IS ABSOLUTELY, AND POSITIVELY A "FACT" - BEYOND THE SHADOW OF A DOUBT.

TELL THAT TO YOUR MOM.




Dad.

Robe??

For the life of me I can not remember the robe?? Bummer...I think that would have been a super memory...When I told Darin about what you wrote...I told him how lucky I was that I was a part of a church that would begin shaping my gift so early...enough so to have a special robe made for me...wow!! Thank you Bellflower Church of God...

B

Memories

I was remembereing you singing, "I'm going up yonder".

How the entro was no rhythm, and you would improvise - "If you wa'na know." . . .
"Where I'm going." . . . "Where I'm going." . . . . . . . . "soon" (pause) . . . "I'm going up (Rhythm starts on word "Yonder,")

Wow, you would shock those people - a little child singing in tune, with dynamics, emotion, and vibrato.


I was also remembering when the Church of God choir got new robes for Christmas, or something, and they also made a little robe for you. There you were in your little robe that looked just like the adult's robes - singing a special song with your mom backing you up on auto-harp.

What beautiful memories -


love you, honey.



Dad.

Never ever...

Lets never get to busy to do this...just reading through these made my heart hurt...I miss you my sweet father...mom too...tell her for me. Sometimes my tears sting my face and I ask God WHY! WHY! WHY! Then...I wake up start my day live my life and say oh ya...sorry God...I forgot...I love you with all my heart dad...
oxoxox
B

Very Good.

Good, honey.

In these days, there are two books (only) that I can read, and that minister to me.

"My Utmost for HIS Highest" by Oswald Chambers, and "The Hungering Dark" by Frederick

Buechner - and of course THE SCRIPTURES, but THEY are far more than books.


My copy of "Utmost" is at my job at my station. Its the one that has Champer's exact words -

not paraphrased. I have nothing against other translations, it's just that this is the transtlation

Frank Rice sent me - from God (and believe me this is true) during the worst time in my life.

I had never heared of the book, before.


Good, baby.

We'll do it.


Dad

It's not working...

ok so the book of the bible thing just isn't working for me write now...sorry...I just started my utmost for His highest by Oswald Chambers and I thought since I know you have that book too maybe that would work better...if it doesn't work for you that's ok but that's the tool I'm using write now to plug into the word...

so I'm on day two and I keep running over the last sentence in my mind...so much so that I'm up writing this to you...the day is titled "Will you go out without knowing"?...and the last line is this...You must learn to "go out" through your convictions, creeds, or experiences until you come to the point in your faith where there is nothing between yourself and God. Could you imagine that dad...what if in your faith there was nothing between you and God...what would you hear him say...how far would we go to do His will?? What does that even look like??? How do we get there??? Maybe the first step is to identify what is standing between us...what sin has crept into my life that I excuse away, what flashes of glitter steel my attention from my precious God...what do I hold up in my hands above my head shouting NO I WILL NOT LAY It DOWN this is more important than You...

yes...I think I'll start there...

I love you my father...pray for God to reveal truth to me concerning this...

ox B

Old Man.

That's not me, and You know it.

Where did you get the Impersonator?

What ever He cost - tell him he over did it.

. . . and besides . . . I look twenty years younger.


You look great.

The Impersonator's a Joke -

You should have has ME take the pictures with you.





Dad.

Dad and me Christmas morning...

ox B