Last Day

Hello, all. I had some glitches today with the new website so I did not get my posting done. This is the last day that I will be posting from this site. Tomorrow, I will be posting from the new site. Please join me there. I have appreciated your readership through the years and look forward to more blogging with you. Here is the new blog address   http://grammyalmascorner.com/.
I will be posting on there tomorrow. Probably not as early as I usually post, but definitely by day's end. After that, the early posts should resume, but on the new blog.

Be blessed and see you tomorrow, if the Lord wills.

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,
Alma L. Stepping On Jones

New Website

Good morning to each country around this world of ours that I am reaching. It is through your reading of this blog that I can get an idea of the hearts that I touch the world over with my care and concern all for the glory of God. Bless you, for your readership.
     Tomorrow when I post I may be posting from a different platform from within a new blog. This is what it should look like:

and this will be the new website:
http://grammyalmascorner.com/.

I hope that you will be able to make the move with me and that our fanbase will become even larger. My heart overflows with gratitude as I sit at the Lord's table and drink from the cup of the bounty of His blessings. In addition to this blog, here is a list of my other literary contributions:

The blessings of this book caused the setting up of a much-needed author website

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The blessings of the poems in this book and the short stories led to the writing of the book above, Chopping My Row.

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This is the lapel of the jacket that I had monogrammed for speaking engagements and public appearances as an author/poet.

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"The First Three" in order of publication
1. Avia
2.  Dei Sub Numine Viget
3.  A Suspenseful Paranormal Event

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To God be the glory!

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care

Alma L. Stepping On Jones (Grammy Alma)

Infectious Joy

Good morning, world! Joy is a contagion!

Did you know it? Let me give you a brief account of what happened to me yesterday as I was doing a bit of shopping in the grocery store. If you are a fruit lover, then you know the joy that comes upon you when you see a basket of large, juicy succulent grapes piled high. The first thing that comes to your mind is how those grapes would taste as they tickled your tongue and the juice from them wrapped your tongue in the nurturing presence of the grapes after your teeth had pierced their sweetness. Ha, ha, some of you are salivating about those grapes right now. (tee hee) Well, yesterday when I saw those grapes that is something along the lines of what I was thinking. But I was in my own little graped-induced world, just thinking about how good they would taste. I was saying over and over somewhat softly to myself, "Oh my goodness, oh, my goodness." I must have had a look of wonder on my face because a man who did not know me, looked at what I was looking at and then said to me, "You know they are something, aren't they? You get all three kinds in the one basket."  He had that same look of wonder that I imagine that he saw on mine. My joy in the grapes had become a contagion. I said, "Yes, sir, they are and then I got mine and went on about my business leaving him to do what he would about the grapes. Later, I saw him and looked into his cart and, sure enough, he had his package of grapes. I filed that back into my memory banks and finished my shopping.
     Now, look at me, spreading my joy about the grapes and my Lord to you. Yep, this little blog of mine stretches miles and miles to reach across many boundaries be they racial, political (countries), familial, economic, etc. This blog leaps from heart to heart as it traverses over hills, mountains, dells, hamlets, seacoasts, and skips across oceans to bring joy, contentment, peace of mind, and relief from stress to hearts the world over. It even manages, at times, to touch hearts thought long jaded. Ah, the stroke of a pen via a vessel of clay working for the glory of God!
    When I asked Lord to use me in His service,  I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would one day be writing a blog that would reach around the world. Yes, I told Him in a moment of prayerful adoration and fervor that I loved Him so much that I would stand on top of the tallest mountain in the world and shout my love for Him. I meant it then and still do now. I am just awestruck somewhat this morning because I realize the magnitude of the blessing that He has afforded me. He blessed me so that I could bless you through this blog of mine and through my books by allowing me to pour the soothing balm of assurance into some hearts, minds and /or psyches that have been wounded or beat down by the machinations of cruelty or inconsiderateness found in our world.
     Look at it like this. When you fix toast in the mornings, and you take that hot bread fresh from the oven or the toaster and spread butter over it, that bread drinks that butter like a rain-starved landscape does when long-awaited rain does finally come. That is the way that I like to think of my blog doing for each of you. Yes, spreading some much-needed love the world over.
     Going to worship this morning, Y'all and I am going to give Him praise, and yes, I will pray for you, too. Why? Well, because that is what He wants me to do because He said, "Love your fellowman as yourself." I paraphrased that, but you get my drift.

     Thank You, Lord for allowing me to serve You by allowing me to serve my fellowman. Please bless each of these, my blog readers today with the assurance of your love. Please soothe out hurts, eradicate the wounds of injustice and provide from your bounty, the things that they need. Asking for a special care package of the assurance of your love for each of them. In Jesus' name, I pray, Amen.

 Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I  Care,
Alma L. Stepping On Jones

I hope that my joy has become a contagion for you just like it did for the gentleman in the store yesterday.

Created a bastion 

Of joy that has become 

A contagion.

No Matter

No matter how dire a situation seems, just you remember that the Lord God is in control and He does not know impossible, for by Him were all things made. Sometimes, HE allows us to reach impossible so that we recognize anew Who He is and appreciate it even more.

All things work together for our good, not some things, but all things. You never know the difference a day makes so you make a difference in your own life and in someone else's today. Determine to be happy or at least, content and yes, be prepared to wait. And spread some sunshine and cheer while you wait. The world could use it, don't you agree?

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Good morning! Hope you are well. Me? I am peachy keen! Why? I just saw my book trailer, and it is absolutely great! It will be on YouTube sometime today. I hope that you will take a look at it and let me know what you think. I do love it so.

Running on all cylinders this morning. I am so pumped up. The new website will be up and running by Monday. Yep, you could say that I am stoked. (Tee hee)

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,
Alma L. Stepping On Jones

How happy am I? I am squealing happy.

Finishing Touches

Good morning! Hope that you are faring well. I have not had my spot of tea but will enjoy something warm and soothing after I finish posting this blog for you.
     I wanted to talk to you about yesterday's blog post. Did you notice the extra spaces between the lines in one of the verses of the poem that I did for you on yesterday? You did? Well, good! It means that you have grasped the way that I do things. As I have told you before, I like to make you think. So, if you noticed the spaces, then you gave it some thought as to whether or not it was intentional or if it were just a typographical error. Good for you. Will get back to you in a moment. Just hold on. Let me catch the others up to where we are since they have not yet learned to think as deeply as some of you.
      If you saw the spaces between the lines in the one verse of yesterday's poem and thought nothing about it, then think again. Most of the time that I leave what seems to be deliberate spacing, I do it with a purpose in mind. What I would like for you to do, is always try to figure out what I am trying to get you to see. If there are questions that you have regarding a blog piece, then ask me. I am always available to answer any questions that you might have regarding my pieces.
     Now, back to where we were. Usually, I repost a blog if I am going to refer back to it, and I will do that for you again, today. But I do want you to get in the habit of asking questions in your mind, at least, about what my purpose could possibly have been for doing a given thing on a given day. Here is a portion of yesterday's blog filled in with the obvious questions that should have come up in your mind. Say what? Oh, so I am starting to make your head hurt, am I? Well, take a Tylenol or whatever it is that you usually take for a headache and enjoy the fact that you, my friend are growing dendrites, all because of a blog piece of mine. Yes, you are developing thinking power or redeveloping it. (Tee hee) I do so love hearing about or imagining your moments of illumination when you grasp a point that I have been laboring to make. Enough talking, here is the piece with highlighted explanations:

Such is not too much

When the God is in the equation

Such is not too much

Under His masterful touch.

Grass grows under some tough conditions

Who would even think that grass can grow under such conditions? Yet it does!

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Flowers bloom in the harshest landscapes

No harsh conditions can override the will of GOD. With HIM, all things are possible.

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Life exists where no life should possibly be

Not possible? That is what your limitation as a man/woman thinks. Yet, these ice worms live and thrive on and in glaciers. Only with the LORD.
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So goes the life of you and me
It's just too much
I cannot thrive under the likes of such
Nonsense! Yes, you can, too. He is putting the finishing touches in your life. He is rounding out some rough edges. He has a special job for you to do and He knows the strength and the tenderness of character that it will take to get the job done. He has His hands on you so you will be okay, but you will be a stronger warrior capable of withstanding an onslaught that would fell a lesser man (woman). You are being prepped by GOD. Wow! That is amazing when you think about it. Yes, folks, I have my moments of illumination and epiphany, too. You have just experienced one such moment of mine.

For harsh conditions make a survivor

Into a seasoned and true warrior

Oh brother, oh sister, don't you see

It's not over until God says it's over

When the stormy trials are past

Such a soldier, you will be

With muscles of strong faith, at last.

Move soldier, you are the leader of a phalanx

You are battle-hardened and made ready by 

Your God engineered climb up through the ranks.

Points for Pondering (answers highlighted in yellow)

1. According to today's blog, is the word, "such" a qualitative word? How so, if it is and why not if it isn't? Yes, it is qualitative because it suggests a degree to which something is done or has occurred. Case in Point - It would seem to the ordinary mind that conditions are just not possible or ripe for the little blade of grass to grow up through an asphalt jungle. Yet, it does grow and thrive. The GOD of heaven is keeping it alive.  Same thing with the ice worms that live in and on a glacier. Life is just not possible, according to our limited way of thinking. But we must remember we serve a limitless GOD, WHO does HIS best work under the theme of impossible.
2. What message is being sent through today's poem? Substantiate. The message that is being sent through today's poem is that no matter how hard, no matter how hopeless, etc. a situation may seem, HE is working HIS plan for your life.  As long as you keep holding to HIS hand and asking for strength of faith and as long as you keep reaffirming that faith, GOD will bring you through. That means that through the darkest times, you hold on. HE will make your days sunny again and remember this. When you lose something that you think you cannot live without, He can give you something that you never dreamed of having. It may be that your time in the oven or furnace of preparation is over and as the cook would say, "You are done now; you are ready, soldier."

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,

Alma L. Stepping On Jones

Not only can you make it through difficult circumstances, you can thrive.  Just keep the Lord by sour side.

Such

Good morning, precious. We are the recipients of another day. 😊 Let's use it for the glory of the Lord, for there is none other such as He is. And He commands and deserves our praise and adoration.

Such is not too much

When the God is in the equation

Such is not too much

Under His masterful touch.

Grass grows under some tough conditions

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Flowers bloom in the harshest landscapes

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Life exists where no life should possibly be

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So goes the life of you and me

For harsh conditions make a survivor

Into a seasoned and true warrior

Oh brother, oh sister, don't you see

it's not over until God says it's over

When the stormy trials are past

Such a soldier, you will be

With muscles of strong faith, at last.

Move soldier, you are the leader of a phalanx

You are battle-hardened and made ready by 

Your God engineered climb up through the ranks.

Points for Pondering

1. According to today's blog, is the word, "such" a qualitative word? How so, if it is and why not if it isn't?
2. What message is being sent through today's poem? Substantiate.

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,

Alma L. Stepping On Jones (Grammy Alma)

Hang on precious one, it is not over until GOD says, "It's over."

Thankful and Contented Excitement

Good morning! Nothing gets a writer's excitement going like a new tool to use in the writing process. I will soon have my very own website set up! It will be http:grammyalmascorner.com/
I think that this is phenomenal!
     In the midst of turmoil, I love it when peace steals into the melee and spreads its effects all around. Sweet, perfect peace that only the Master can send...

For You

For every package crafted with care

I thank You

For every simple or complex act of nature

That You allow me to share

I thank You

For every robin and every other songbird

That trills from the tops of trees

I thank You

For the beauty of the morning and of the roaring seas

I thank You

For allowing me to just exist within

This microcosm of Your love

I thank You

In short, I thank You, Limitless God

For You.

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Spirit Within

Sometimes thoughts just flow

As if they have a will of their own

As if they know the way to go

To reach the presence of the Holy One

But then, the Spirit dwells within

The hearts and minds of faithful men

To help us past some perilous zones

So that hope is not lost, and joy is not gone.

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Perpetual

Words flow like a tireless stream

Across the landscape of the mind

Watering barren places and nurturing 

Progeny's thoughts to help mankind

In his enlightenment to find...

Self

Which 

Is to find

You.