goldcurlylocks

seasons greetings all

something i feel might go well in the GSC Prayer Room

is a big slice of an ongoing Prayer Book

project i have been honored to be a part of

alongside my continuing studies in hospice and hospital history

and while this project has been happening and growing for many years now

this newest map and webpage are its most recent developments that i have been responsible for

i would like to leave it as an open invitation to my peeps at the GSC

to send the name/s of those who are ill or dying

or even the recently departed and the grieving

...if you should find the need to do so

and not as much a thread for discussion

but as more of another marker and reminder

perhaps that gets bumped at times

when prayer is all we have left

that said...

imho, This Prayer Room of the GSC is a sacred 'Book of Life' all its own

arising from the needs in our darkest of winters of life

just as such books always seem to will and have and do

space and grace...

Okay=since we're into medical jokes=

An old man walks into the doctors office and the lady attendant asks him "what are you here for". He says" it's my penis". She blushes and says "next time you come in the office try to be a little more discreet because we have other people sitting here in the waiting room'.

So a couple of weeks later the old man walks back into the office and the attendant asks him "what are you here for". He says "it's my ear". Then the lady asks him "what seems to be the problem". The old man says "I can't pee out of it".

that was a scream kit ty laffing so hard ty

A big guy ties up his Rotweiller outside of a bar and walks in. He is sitting there enjoying a couple of beers when another small man runs into the bar and says who owns that Rotweiller outside. The bug guy at the counter says I do. The small man says well, your dog is dead. The big guy says what, how did he die. The small guy says, my dog killed it. The big guy says what kind of dog can kill a Rotweiller. The small guy says I have a Chiwawa. The big guy says how could that happen. The small guy says well, he got stuck in his throat!

A big guy ties up his Rotweiller outside of a bar and walks in. He is sitting there enjoying a couple of beers when another small man runs into the bar and says who owns that Rotweiller outside. The bug guy at the counter says I do. The small man says well, your dog is dead. The big guy says what, how did he die. The small guy says, my dog killed it. The big guy says what kind of dog can kill a Rotweiller. The small guy says I have a Chiwawa. The big guy says how could that happen. The small guy says well, he got stuck in his throat!

'Hey, Mom,' asked Little Johnny, "can you give me twenty dollars?"

"Certainly not!” she said.

"If you do," he went on,

"I'll tell you what dad said to the maid when you were at the beauty shop."

His mother's ears perked up and, grabbing her purse, she handed over the money.

"Well? What did he say?"

He said,

"Hey, Marie, make sure you wash my socks tomorrow." ~

Farmer-wanna-be Sudo bought two horses, but could never remember

which was which. A neighbor suggested that he cut the tail

of one horse and that worked great until the other horse

got his tail caught in a bush. It tore just right and

looked exactly like the other horse's tail and 'ole Sudo

was stuck again.

The neighbor suggested Sudo notch the ear of one horse. That

worked fine until the other horse caught his ear on a

barbed wire fence. Once again city slicker Sudo couldn't tell them

apart.

The neighbor suggested he measure the horses for height.

When he did, Sudo was very pleased to find that the white

horse was 2 inches taller than the black.

dot this day brings you a sad memory and has made me think of my mom (3 1/2) yrs. now .but i was able to have the adult life with her..my first grandbaby came a day after her birthday..

Maybe u were in reverse of yester years.. and knew you should take that turn,,sounds you gave ityour all..

Pinklady you will win this,your children will be back w/u..You have the faith and power..God is here and i ty for not blaming him for that torture . I as well had a hard marriage,but as you will over come as i did. You can PM me or Email me @ Kvagassmallfry@yahoo.com

what?

laffs

thought that was cute,but i have a adhd child and the pill doesn't work or the smacks ,,we are trying to work and learn the natural way ,because my veins in my hands are broken and her tail is out of whack!lol