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		<title>Ice Skating on the Pond</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Ice Skating on the Pond written by: Sandy Blaser, Healing Rain to the Nations On this chilly morning I set bundled in a blanket watching the flames dance in the fireplace. My mind begin&#8217;s to drift through the pages of yesteryear&#8217;s.… I can just hear my sweet Daddy&#8217;s voice of excitement waking me up for [...]</p><p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com/2018/ice-skating-on-the-pond/">Ice Skating on the Pond</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com">Healing Rain to the Nations</a>.</p>]]></description>
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<h2><b style="font-size: large; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Ice Skating on the Pond</b></h2>
<p><em>written by: Sandy Blaser, Healing Rain to the Nations</em></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">On this chilly morning I set bundled in a blanket watching the flames dance in the fireplace. My mind begin&#8217;s to drift through the pages of yesteryear&#8217;s.…</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I can just hear my sweet Daddy&#8217;s voice of excitement waking me up for School&#8230;&#8221;Sis, it won&#8217;t be long till the ice on the pond is thick enough to Skate!&#8221;</span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As snowflakes began to fill the air, us kids would keep a watchful eye on the ole thermometer hangin&#8217; on the front porch. When temps began dropping towards &#8220;0&#8243;, and winds got bitter cold, we knew it wouldn&#8217;t be long. Daddy would never let us kids on the pond until the ice was a certain thickness. Every morning Dad had to chop a waterhole for the cows, therefore he kept close watch on the thickness of the ice. Then came the moment we had been waiting for&#8230; the big &#8220;OK, Let&#8217;s Skate&#8221;!! </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes Mom and Dad and even our old dog would join us kids!  We had no skates, but I had the next best thing&#8230;a pair of old black and white Saddle Oxford&#8217;s.  Them leather sole&#8217;s were mighty slick!  </span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As t</span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he giggles rang throughout the Holler, the ole Cows gathered around in curiosity!  </span><span style="font-size: large; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Oh what plain simple fun we had together there on that ole Pond.  For those moments in time, worries and concerns were left at the pond-bank as the air was filled with jOy and laughter and oh yes, even a few snowball&#8217;s!!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We skated till our fingers and toes we&#8217;re frozen numb. Then we headed to the old farmhouse where Momma&#8217;s steaming hot chocolate and a warm fire was awaiting us. Oh yes, I remember how bad the frozen fingers and toes hurt as they began to warm up! But oh&#8230;it was so worth it!! I will forever cherish my Family and all the sweet memories of the simple-life, growing up in the Holler!!</span></span></p>
<p><em><span style="color: #000000;">Jesus was the center of our Family life.  We depended upon the Lord for everything.  Below is a Favorite song our Family loved to sing together.  Come on and Lift you voice and rejOice!&#8230;.Enjoy this beautiful old Gospel Song that was very much a part of my wonderful life in the Holler!   Be blessed!  ~San, Healing Rain to the Nations</span></em></p>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2016 04:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>&#160; Be Ye Kind&#8230; When my brother Bill and I were growing up we heard this scripture quoted a lot when we got into a squabble. That was many years ago, but I can still hear my Momma preaching it to us&#8230;&#8221;Be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted forgiving one another &#8220;. (Eph 4:32). Even [...]</p><p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com/2016/be-kind/">Be Ye Kind</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com">Healing Rain to the Nations</a>.</p>]]></description>
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<h4>Be Ye Kind&#8230;</h4>
<p>When my brother Bill and I were growing up we heard this scripture quoted a lot when we got into a squabble. That was many years ago, but I can still hear my Momma preaching it to us&#8230;&#8221;Be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted forgiving one another &#8220;. (Eph 4:32). Even now in my mature years I find it&#8217;s certainly a Word to live by!</p>
<div>~San, Healing Rain to the Nations</div>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Dec 2013 05:54:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>The Perfect Tree Written by:  Sandy Blaser, Healing Rain to the Nations I have many beautiful memories of my Brother and I spending hours wading through the snow with a strong determination of finding the perfect Tree. After we found just the right one, we hitched up “Trigger” our old horse, then went back to [...]</p><p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com/2013/the-perfect-tree/">The Perfect Tree</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="http://hrn.sandyblaser.com">Healing Rain to the Nations</a>.</p>]]></description>
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<h4 style="text-align: center;"><b>The Perfect Tree</b></h4>
<p><em>Written by:  Sandy Blaser, Healing Rain to the Nations</em></p>
<p>I have many beautiful memories of my Brother and I spending hours wading through the snow with a strong determination of finding the perfect Tree.</p>
<p>After we found just the right one, we hitched up “Trigger” our old horse, then went back to the woods and cut the Tree down and hauled it to the house on the old horses’ back.</p>
<p>Momma always had a big pot of steaming Hot Chocolate waiting on the old Wood Stove to warm up these two frozen kids!  It was my Daddy&#8217;s job to get that Cedar Tree trimmed and into the house.  Now I could never figure out how that tree could look so small out there in the woods and be so huge when we tried to get through the front door!!  I&#8217;m positive that Cedar Tree grew another couple feet after we cut it!! <strong>*:o)</strong></p>
<p>Daddy got the ole hand-saw and would generally cut at least 2-feet off in order to get the Tree into the house.  I can still hear Daddy giggling as he looked at me and said…”Why didn’t you get a bigger one Sis”??!!</p>
<p><em>Written by:  Sandy Blaser, Healing Rain to the Nations</em></p>
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