Brenda Cannon Henley's archive

As we approach Thanksgiving 2011, many of us are very thankful for many different things. Each individual heart is pricked differently. What touches yours might not excite mine, and the other way around. Our lives are not alike, and neither are our expressions of gratitude.

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This is not the subject I anted to write about today for my column in The Examiner. The sun is shining brightly, the flounder are running briskly after the little cold front, and Ted says we can go out in the boat. However, I’ve been a Christian for a good many years now, and I’ve learned (often, the hard way) that God puts things on hearts for reasons only known to Him. I honestly and sincerely believe this column is needed by someone who will be reading it in just a few days.

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The regular readers of this column know by now that my husband, Ted, and I love to fish here on the Southeast Texas Gulf Coast. I don’t care if we are in the open Gulf of Mexico, on the beautiful Intracoastal Canal, Galveston Bay, Rollover Pass, or along a secluded little inlet. I love it all. There’s nothing more relaxing or healing to me than being on the water.

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What milestones do you use by which to judge your life’s highs and lows? In retrospect, do these events or encounters appear larger than life, or have you honestly ever taken the time to think about what makes your life worth living each day?

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With all of the weather related occurrences in our natural habitat in the last few months, folks are beginning to wonder if some of those old Bible prophecies might be more than just fodder for Sunday sermons by rambling old preachers of the gospel. Several dear friends of mine who have no more than a passing interest in religion, church or gathering with other believers have found the time to ask me what I think about them, and more importantly, what I think might be coming in our future.

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