During a revival meeting, an evangelist asked the people in line what they needed.
One man’s request was for his hearing. The evangelist spit on his finger, put it in the man’s ear, prayed for him and then asked him, “How’s your hearing now?”
He said, “I don’t know – it’s next Tuesday.”
Every year the King Parrots come and feed on our front verandah. First the pair come, then just the male, and then the chicks and the female. Currently just the male comes around 5 each day. Waiting for the female to return with the chicks. So sad when we wait and wait, but only the male keeps coming each night, and we never know if something happened to the female, or if they had no chicks. But each year they return.
Who remembers this song? I know at least one person who has some memories of this song!!
Beautiful morning here in Lakes Entrance. Have an amazing, safe day!
