Go to Church on Sunday

Here is my newest commitment: I will attend the Church of my favor on Sunday.
I will also plan to go to Bible Study on Wednesdays whenever possible.
I really like a good sermon where the pastor is educated on the issues of the Lord. I think it could help me become less shameless (giggle) and keep a positive mental attitude throughout the week.
I am officially encouraging all who are willing to find a Church to your liking and go.
Those who have decided that Church folk are too much for them, I urge you to reconsider because no one of us is perfect. If we were perfect we would cease to exist.
So go and take your children if you have them.
The very least that could happen is that you develop insight and new perspectives on yourself and the world around you. The very most that could happen is that you become spiritually edified by the Word of the Lord.
Add your comments on how you feel about organized religion. Please keep in mind that the people who reside within in the United States are free to choose their religion.
No one in this country will force another to attend church or to love the Lord.
Have a happy Sunday.

Hello to the People All Over the World...

Today is my father's birthday--Happy birthday Dad--and I would like to welcome all of the new visitors to my blog. Please enjoy your stay here, tell your friends and make as many comments as you like.

P.S. I'm still in love...

Have a good day.
Ms McCloud

I am Shameless...

Discussing my trials and tribulations with an age old friend, we come upon the realization that I am shameless.
This is not new news to either one of us but I apparently top myself each and every time we discuss my inclination to get into devilment.
Nicey said I love to get into devilment.
We speak quite often by phone as she lives out-of-town. I have known her nearly 30 years. She has witnessed many, many scandalous situations.
"You go from zero to fool in less than 30 seconds. And it doesn't seem to be getting any better," she said one Sunday morning.
This is truthful.
"Fresh black pepper spices up my food. I like it hot," I said.
She groaned. She didn't want to hear the hideous details of my latest adventure.
And you shouldn't either.

OH I GET IT (FINALLY)

I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND BUT I DO HAVE A VERY GOOD FRIEND WHO LOVES ME AS A FRIEND.

DON'T LAUGH--HELL AT LEAST I FIGURED IT OUT.

AND HE REALLY IS A GOOD FRIEND.

I love my Boyfriend...

...but I can't tell if he REALLY loves me.
I can tell this post will go on forever. Men have so much ego and pride--i really feel bad for them sometimes because they have to carry all of that stuff around. I think I get on my Boyfriend's last nerve sometimes because I'm so "out there" but he knows I truly do love him but I guess just not enough.
I know he doesn't love me enough to shut his trap about my numerous faults.
I know I'm flawed.
Tonight I told him his opinion just didn't matter to me anymore and I think that made him angry.
Maybe I should learn how to better walk on eggshells. One would think I'd know how by now--considering I've been doing it all of my life.