The Bridge in Eden Park.

If you are ever in the Cincinnati Area or if you live there I would highly recommend taking the drive up to Eden Park. There is so much to do there such as the Art Museum and Playhouse in the Park as well as to take of your shoes and drop your toes into the cool waters of Mirror lake. My favorite thing to do is to go a further on up the hill to a little lake that has a bridge so that one could walk around and see the trees, feed the mallards, have a picnic or just to look out across the Ohio river into Northern Kentucky. Such a beautiful site in the Spring.

It's always nice to reflect on ones life and to remember the good times as well as the no so good times. This keeps up balanced. Have you ever heard someone say, "I wish that we would only have sunny days!" Well, you could have those days if you moved to the Sahara Desert. It would be nice maybe for a day or two but pretty soon you would hear someone say, " Man, I wish that it would rain!" I guess that is what so nice about Cincinnati, because if you don't like the weather, stick around it will change shortly!

You have to take the good with the bad. Learn from your mistakes and never do those mistakes again. That is called wisdom. Life doesn't come with a Manual unless you count the Bible.

Of Course a lot of people don't put too much trust in the Bible. They say that it's too hard to understand and that the language is hard to follow.  What I don't understand is that my Grandmother Mary understood it perfectly and she read it every day. She taught a Sunday School class for thirty five years yet never finished fourth grade. I never heard her talk about going to a therapist nor worry about her weight.
She had a husband that was abusive but she never took him to divorce court or had him arrested she just prayed for him. I know that you won't believe this but this same man that use to beat her in his drunken stupor actually changed his ways and started going to Church. The same man who was feared for years in Booneville Kentucky as a moonshiner, bootlegger, gunman changed to become a law abiding citizen, farmer, and deacon in the First Baptist Church in Harrison, Ohio. In fact that same church started in his kitchen while he lived in Sunman, Indiana. When he died he was a pillar of the community and a loving husband and he too had become a student of this old Bible. Some times the old ways still work.