Letter to Editor, Kerrville Daily Times

To the many folks in our town who give their time to those less fortunate, whether they be people or our four-legged friends.

To volunteer is to share yourself
Not money, gifts or food
It's time well spent, not really missed
For someone else's good

At Freeman Fritts, a walk or pat
That says "You're not alone"
To cats and dogs whose only dream
Is to have a forever home

But there's a bonus to the giving
The tables turn, a lesson
When offering any time at all
You get back more in blessings

for Chris's new tune...

It's hard to imagine
that You were a babe
The King of Creation
asleep in the hay

Held by your mother
and guarded with care
God sent you to save us
He put you right there.

They came to adore you
from near and afar
The mighty, the lowly
by way of a star

Please help us remember
just why you came
From Your home in heaven
to call us by name

Your life changing message
We pray all will hear
Our hearts can hold Christmas
each day of the year.

Henry's Friends

Who is this one
Who comes each day
They seem to spy
A mile away
And run to greet
That smiling face
Then stop and beg
(Sometimes with grace)
And some a little
Jealously
To have first bite
Of a delicacy
He seems to think
It's just the treats
That bring them faithfully
To his feet
But I see more
With my heart and eyes
Dogs know true friends
We should be so wise

Your Grace

Your Grace
Is sufficient for me
Your Grace
Warms my heart and sets me free

When I'm lost in a world
Of jealousy and greed
I fall down on my knees
And know you're everything I need

Your Grace
Is sufficient for me
Your Grace
Warms my heart and sets me free

I see things taking place
Of which I've no control
But I feel Your Spirit moving
From the bottom of my soul

Yes, Your Grace
Is sufficient for me
Your Grace
Warms my heart and sets me free

If I feel small and helpless
And fearful of the night
I only need remember
Your power and Your might

Oh Your Grace
Is sufficient for me
Your Grace
Warms my heart and sets me free

You created perfection
No sorrow, no strife
Now I pray for redemption
For sin in my life

But Your Grace
Is sufficient for me
Your Grace
Is sufficient for me!

That Place

Do I see what wasn't there
As I wander in this mind
To a place in peace I shared
With loved ones caring, kind

Can I remember all in truth
Must I see too, the forlorn
Do I add an untrue touch
To that place where I was born

Years seem to dim and fog the past
A curtain drawn across all time
Fading out a hurtful moment
Healing hearts, both yours and mine

I can't go back to mend or change
So recall the good, untorn
And know I left a piece of heart
In that place where I was born

I can't return nor would I want
To rearrange or calm a storm
I'm thankful for the music there
In that place where I was born

Life's Song

The country songs I listen to
All tell of love gone bad
Of shattered hearts and unfilled dreams
Just sung to make us sad..

But life is not all trouble
We're proof that this is true
Through ups and downs we've lasted
Just me....and you

I long to hear a song of hope
Of promises unbroken
Where years together satisfy
Love's words not always spoken

We've kept on dancing through the years
Though sometimes stepped on toes
Ever faithful to the beat
That leads us where life goes

Here's to a song of happiness
Of blessings, not of strife
No more words depressing
A truer tale of life

Our special little Dobie Gray was hit by a car yesterday...

Can you hear me little Dobie?
You left so suddenly
How our hearts ache with your going
You were just curled up with me
Are you with your long lost mommy
Played with Kit, seen Eartha yet
Please have a purr for little Max
He'll be a friend I'll bet
We'll so miss your tiny meowing
That let us know your every need
You're far too young to leave us
May God take care, I plead
One day we'll be with you
Where no hurtful thing is done
With precious pets and loved ones
And time spent with the Son