My Electric Connections

I believe that some people have more of a connection to electricity than do others. Many years ago my father was watching a lightning storm through the screen door of the house when a lightning bolt struck the screen and knocked him down and out. …

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I believe that some people have more of a connection to electricity than do others.

 

Many years ago my father was watching a lightning storm through the screen door of the house when a lightning bolt struck the screen and knocked him down and out. He recovered with no bad effects.

 

I’ve also had electrcial experiences…

 

Once when I was changing furniture around a room, I unplugged the TV and saw this huge flash of light, heard a loud pop, and was thrown across the room. 

I didn’t know it but our dog had chewed on the TV cord and I guess she broke the wire inside.

 

Another time, I went to turn on a night light (the kind you plug into an outlet) and again the huge flash of light, loud pop, and was thrown across room. I didn’t know the bulb had been broken, and I had grabbed the bare filament instead of the on/off switch. This time my hand became covered with a soot-like substance but had no burn.

 

Another time, I was sitting and watching TV between two windows that were open directly across from each other. We were having a thunder storm and all of a sudden I saw this lightning bolt shoot right directly across in front of me. It came in one window and went out the other. Luckily I was sitting just behind the direct path or oops! You better believe I’ll no longer sit in the direct path of two open windows during a storm again!

 

And yet another time Priscilla and I were walking along…a tree branch snapped and fell, pulling down and breaking an electrical line. The line was snapping around and lighting up! Good thing I heard the snapping of the branch and looked up. I was able to put distance between P & me and the live broken line. Our area was without electric for a few hours.

 

I’ve also been in an airplane when lightning struck it. Believe me, there was a whole lot of shaking going on!

 

So, do some people have more of a connection to electricity than others?

What do you think?

 

PMCBurkey 2011

 

Faithful Felix

Felix was a man of GodHe loved the Lord; He worked the sod.He gave his all, helped the poorHis job to teach was not a chore.Time to hunt; Soldiers went outThey looked for Felix all about.Felix prayed; His faith was strongHe had to hide, outdo the …

 

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Felix was a man of God
He loved the Lord; He worked the sod.
He gave his all, helped the poor
His job to teach was not a chore.
Time to hunt; Soldiers went out
They looked for Felix all about.
Felix prayed; His faith was strong
He had to hide, outdo the throng.
Found some ruins, hid within
A spider came and webbed him in.
It spun fast so faithfully
The soldiers passed; Felix was free.
Silken curtain quickly spun
Unbroken threads meant job well done.
Felix prayed in thankful bliss 
Named faithful spider, Fidelis.
~PMCBurkey 2005 

Believe?

People say seeing is believing. Close your eyes…. Can you smell the rain before it drops? Can you feel the sun rise or set on your face? Can you see the beauty of music? Can you taste the kiss of love? Can you hear the pain of heartbreak? Is onl…

People say seeing is believing. 

Close your eyes…. 

Can you smell the rain before it drops? 

Can you feel the sun rise or set on your face? 

Can you see the beauty of music? 

Can you taste the kiss of love? 

Can you hear the pain of heartbreak? 

Is only seeing believing? 

~PMCBurkey 2008 

(inspired by the movie: ‘The Eye’)

 

The Church

The Church is not a building; It’s a body. It has no rooms for cleaning, Or a lobby. You cannot paint its walls -or- Greet in the halls. The Church is not a building; It’s a body. The Church is not an office; It’s a body. It’s not a place for busi…

The Church is not a building; 

It’s a body. 

It has no rooms for cleaning, 

Or a lobby. 

You cannot paint its walls -or- 

Greet in the halls. 

The Church is not a building; 

It’s a body. 

The Church is not an office; 

It’s a body. 

It’s not a place for business 

Or a party. 

It’s not where we meet -or- 

Where we take a seat. 

The Church is not a building; 

It’s a body. 

The Church is not in town; 

It is the City. 

It’s not built upon the ground 

Or with money. 

You can’t hang up a sign 

On brick, oak, or pine. 

The Church is not in town; 

It is the City. 

The Church is the Bride; 

Jesus is the Groom. 

Together they abide 

As new Jerusalem. 

The Church is the Kingdom; 

Its light is the Lord. 

For us He has come, 

So faithful is His Word! 

~PMCBurkey 2000

 

Food For Fun…

“I once was in on the founding of a new ‘psychic’ group. One of our founding members (a former school teacher) had business cards drawn up for us. The key word was ‘Physic’. Well…so much for the movement …” ~May : )

“I once was in on the founding of a new ‘psychic’ group.  One of our founding members (a former school teacher) had business cards drawn up for us. The key word was ‘Physic’.  Well…so much for the movement…” ~PMCBurkey  : )

 

 

Walking The Dog…

The air was hot, humid, and heavy When we ventured out. As the sun beat down upon us She pulled me quickly along, Then stopped in the shade of a tree And allowed the cooling breeze To refresh the air we breathed. Standing still with her hair blowi…

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The air was hot, humid, and heavy 

When we ventured out. 

As the sun beat down upon us 

She pulled me quickly along, 

Then stopped in the shade of a tree 

And allowed the cooling breeze 

To refresh the air we breathed. 

Standing still with her hair blowing gently, 

I lifted my arms as a bird would wings, 

And we enjoyed the moment pleasantly. 

I urged her along to continue our walk. 

Reluctant to start off, she gave in 

As she spied our next ‘rest area.’ 

On our hot summer walks we now become 

Explorers in search of the next shade tree!

~PMCBurkey 2006

 

 

Me, A Blogger?

Who would’ve thought I’d be a Blogger! I’ve been a Chugger and a Hugger, Maybe a Tugger…Never a Mugger. If this works out, I might try to be a Juggler!

Who would’ve thought I’d be a Blogger!

I’ve been a Chugger and a Hugger,

Maybe a Tugger…Never a Mugger.

If this works out, I might try to be a Juggler!

PMCBurkey