Lessons learned the first 50 years

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I hit a milestone. I turned 50 years old. I am thankful that I don't feel 50.   I am thankful for things God has taught me throughout those 50 years. .  I have learned that God loves mercy and when I feel a sense that justice needs to happen over mercy, all I need to do is remember that I am thankful for when God gives me mercy instead of a just punishment.   (Micah 6:8 8 He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.) ( Luke 6: 36  Be merciful, even as your Father is merciful. ) I have learned that hurt people end up hurting people.   When I am able to see that I didn't hurt them but I am bearing the results of that persons hurt inflicted by other people, it helps me forgive whatever hurt they pushed onto me and move on.  (Romans 12 : 18  If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. )  I have learned that anyone who thinks they have God

Yesterday, I conquered the 13 miles/ today I conquered "Black Friday"

Today, I went shopping at 5:45 am.  Why?  Well, it is "Black Friday" which means the stores are giving great deals on things my kids want for Christmas.  Each store wants you to buy the items you want at their store...thus, the great deals. Why is it called Black Friday? Some say.. that stores traditionally operated at a financial loss for most of the year (January through November) and make their profit during the holiday season...which officially begins on the day after Thanksgiving. When   recording gains/ losses in the financial records,  accountants would use red ink to show negative amounts and black ink to show positive amounts. Black Friday, under this theory, is the beginning of the period where retailers would no longer have losses (the red) and instead take in the year's profits (the black). 

I came back home by 8:30 am..not too bad.  The crowds were NOT terrible..and I did not wait longer than 5 minutes waiting in line to pay for my items.  For me...it was worth it!
We also went to the Horse Rescue Center and worked awhile.  Star is a beautiful boy!  He was a show horse until a mule bit his ear off.  Isn't he STILL a pretty boy?

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