The 60's. What a time. Somehow, I knew there was a war going on, but it didn't really seem to affect our little world. I'm sure it did affect friends and family, but we didn't have nearly the amount of media overload to deal with back then. I'll never ever forget seeing the Vietnam Memorial a few years ago. And the overwhelming sense of honor, pain and gratitude I felt for those remembered there.
Our world has changed so much in the past few decades. We have amazing technology. I can make friends in Kentucky, North Carolina, Australia and Missouri just by connecting here with them at "Grace Today." But we are at war once again, we have a big election coming up, people are hurting all around.... and sometimes some of us wish we could find ourselves back in our Father's arms, watching black and white t.v. and wondering how the lost will be rescued off the island...
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To ponder my world is a heavy weeping at times. And through all the muck and yuck, there comes a window of grace and light and truth and suddenly, I'm transported back to the safety of my Father's arms, and I remember that he holds my future and my world.
Technicolor and all!
Love the photo...what a treasured memory.
peace~elaine
What a beautiful photo. One to treasure always.
What a great photo...
do you remember what your dad was looking at? (looks like a catalog)
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