Concrete Vs. Cement
Concrete is made up of cement, sand, rock, and water (and often additives). Cement is a powdery substance made with calcined lime and clay. It is mixed with water to form mortar or mixed with sand, gravel, and water to make concrete.
So, we see concrete trucks delivering concrete for concrete drives, sidewalks, etc.
Cement, being a powder, will blow away!!!
Here is a picture of an early concrete plant in Plainview.
I'm sort of good at a few things, but I'm not excellent at anything. Do you feel this way? Do you ever look around and wonder why you don't have this talent or that talent? I'm going to be honest with you. In my case, it is because of (1) I fear failure, and (2) I can't handle criticism, (both stem from childhood issues) so it is just easier not to go there.
No need to tell me that you think I'm lovely or feel sorry for me because I'm not good at knit and purl, quilting, baking, wood-work, painting or whatever. What I do well is that I know people in "high" places (which I have discovered is better than low, unless you are Christ born in a lowly manger and that has turned out pretty amazing, as in saving the world) that are gifted in every area and are there for me should the need arise. I like that. I want to need others. I love to encourage others for what it is that they do. I have always said to do what you do well and not worry about what others are doing.
I stand by that. I get up every day, and my goal is to do what that day brings me and do it well.
Everyone does something well. I'm still trying to figure mine out. That's a goal I have set for 2020. When I have time, I'll think about it. I might even write a screenplay about my life...
Characters: God, me, you, and them.
Outline: Born --- Died
Plot: How does God use you and me to reach them in the --- of life?
Treatment: let's play make-believe school; always read the last question first; you must choose to accept the mission; a life of Fruit Loops in relation to Cocoa Krispies.; how many days does one have before the fizz turns flat ... and so on.
Now to write...
On the other hand, maybe not tonight.
It truly is hard to put oneself out there in today's world. People are a critical species. I've never heard an elephant talk about the ape or the butterfly belittle the ladybug.
Life is better than sort of good. I'm tired, and I must be doing something right because God says so. It's God, me, you, and them. That's what matters; what we do in our dashes.
P.S. Fear has two meanings: Fear Everything And Run or Face Everything And Rise! I choose RISE over run except to run the race for Christ, which is to RISE and shine & give God the Glory, Glory, children of the Lord!!!
Some think you need water to surf. Not so. In West Texas, we have the best of all worlds.
Our grand-sisters were all together this weekend and they were all smiles with their Grandpa TC.
Our four plus a cousin...a fun girl's day!
What if every person was created the same. Wouldn't that be terribly mundane?
What if every chair was different when folks came to dine with you. Nothing matched, but each had a seat to choose. Would they care, would they dare deny to dine, choosing to exit and stay hungry until another time.
Life is a table flowing with beautiful food, and we are the chairs, not matching, not alike, very different, some poles apart. Nothing matched, nothing gained, until we are willing to sit side-by-side, two-by-two, and enter the ark, olive branch in hand. Let's start.
Let the fun begin! All the girls together for weekend fun!!!
One of my very favorite reasons to read is to discover the lesson of the Holy Spirit hidden within the words. This evening as I read, this phrase popped off the page.
Water is a living thing. It moves; it flows; it cannot be contained. Water is stronger than anything in its way. It can wear down mountains, bring down houses, turn everything to slush and mush. Water always gets its way.
Colgan, Jenny. The Bookshop on the Shore (p. 349). William Morrow Paperbacks. Kindle Edition.
Jesus moves, flows, cannot be contained, is stronger than anything in His way, can wear down mountains, bring down houses, turn everything to slush & mush. Jesus ALWAYS gets his way once we choose him. Remember, he WINS!!!
It doesn't mean that there are no trials & everything is rosy. There are thorns in life. The beauty is found in reading the words that deliver true peace that flows through the living water.
The miracle fruit. No, it is not beans that we learned about in the little jingle song growing up, "Beans, Beans, the magical (musical) fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot."
The fruit I am writing about is the prune. It is what I call the power fruit. I have shared this story with several people and maybe even blogged about it before, but I feel I need to share this information.
I had my first bone density test years ago. I struggled with severe bone loss. I was on the bottom quarter of the scale. I was given a prescription for a once a month pill that would maintain what I had left but not improve anything.
Fast forward to 2013, and my mom passes away, and I decide to make some life changes. I'm still working on the exercise part, but another story for another time.
I discovered the prune is a mighty powerful fruit. It is best known for helping with bowel issues, but its healing power goes beyond that. On that note, they can help regulate either issue you might have, loose or constipation.
So, back to bones and prunes. For two years, I ate two prunes a day. I had no idea that prunes helped recover the bone loss. I went for my bone density test, and the doctor came back in the exam room and asked me what I had done. I was confused, to say the least. I said that the only thing I had done was that I started eating two prunes each morning. That was it. The prunes had helped improve my bone loss. I was on the top of the scale!
I bought a book on healing foods. Sure enough, it shared that prunes worked for bone loss. I came home and told several friends, and they started eating prunes, and they had bone improvement, as well. This is not a quick fix. It is a lifestyle change. It takes creating a routine. It works best with exercise thrown in for good measure (although I'm not good at that part).
So many say that they can't eat prunes, but you can. I'm very food texturally challenged. I buy the individually wrapped ones, and they taste sweet. I have just two with my half a cup of black coffee each morning.
Here is an article that I find very informative about the good found in prunes as they relate to health. God has provided what we need to keep us healthy.
I am not against pharmaceuticals. There is a time and place for them. A healthy life is found through what we eat and how we exercise...oh, and water purified in a copper pitcher...the BEST!
Then the way you live will always honor and please the Lord, and your lives will produce every kind of good fruit. Colossians 1:10
Always when I stop and take time, I am totally in awe of God's gifts.
Let all the earth fear the Lord; let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him! Psalm 33:8
Somewhere in the eighties-nineties, I coached our Plainview Stars Special Olympics teams. I was certified in all sports. I had to take a break, and when I came back I found out I had to recertify in all sports again so, I opted out.
This is a picture of the basketball team. We had some fun times, and these athletes were great!!!
Fresh Find: Republican Coffee. Leave the coffees out of this debate. They've done nothing to deserve the warzone!!! LOL