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~ September 2025 ~
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~ September 30th, 2025 ~
Troubles
I want to share a story that I saw on Facebook. It speaks about something we all have in our lives, "TROUBLES"! I do not have trouble tree at my house but I thought that was an interesting idea. When it comes to my troubles I give them all to Jesus. He said in the Bible we all will have them and He also said that He has conquered them all. After reading this short story I share a poem that I was blessed with and can be found in my 1st book of poems titled "I Need Your Help Today, Lord"! Oh so true!
The Trouble Tree
The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start.
While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.
On arriving, he invited me in to meet his family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands.
When opening the door he underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small children and gave his wife a kiss.
Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed the tree and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.
"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied." I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing's for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and the children. So I just hang them on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning I pick them up again."
He paused. "Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick 'em up, there ain't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
This man's "trouble tree" is an analogy for our Lord Jesus Christ. We can take our burdens, our worries, and our cares to Him at any time and give them to Him. Put them in His hands and spend your time worrying less and loving more.
He hung on the cross... so we can hang our troubles there.
I Need Your Help Today, Lord
I need Your help today, Lord,
for it seems I can't go on.
Everything in my life today
appears to be all wrong.
The beauty that You created for me,
my eyes are failing to see.
There is disease throughout my body, Lord,
that is slowly killing me.
My smile seldom appears now,
overtaken by grief and pain.
My spirit is slowly being broken,
Lord, please touch my heart again.
May my focus always be on You, Lord,
so my problems seem far away.
Thank you for this time Lord
Yes, I need Your help today.
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From God's Heart, to Mine, to Yours
Edward Shagott
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~ September 15th, 2025 ~
Learn From The Ants
I once heard a story of a man who was forced to take shelter from his enemies in a ruined building, where he sat alone many hours. Desiring to divert his mind from his hopeless condition, he fixed his eyes on an ant that was carrying a grain of corn larger than itself up a high wall. He numbered the efforts it made for the ant to accomplish this object. The grain fell sixty-nine times to the ground; but the insect persevered, and the seventieth time it reached the top. This sight gave him courage at the moment, and he never forgot the lesson.
I was thinking of family, friends and also so many people I do not know, that are fighting some kind of battle in their lives. The Lord blessed me with this poem, I pray it will bless all who read it.
The Ant and the Mountain
There was an ant who wanted to climb a mountain
for at the top of it he wanted to be.
But what he first had to do
was climb up it you see.
Now everything seemed against him
as he started his way to the top
and the one thing that kept him motivated
was knowing he could not stop.
For if he did stop
and his journey to the top would end
he would not be able to enjoy
that view from the top, my friends.
Oh, the odds were against him
every inch of the way
but isn’t that like the story of life
as we climb to the top each day?
See, the ant understood
the view from the top he had to see
and what was important was the climb
not the challenges in-between!
So keep on climbing my friends
remember don’t look back or down.
Praise God for the mountains in your life
for their He truly can be found.
E. P. Shagott
9/6/15
Now also I read about an experiment where they place 100 red ants and 100 black ants in a jar. Day after day the ants went about their days not bothering each other. The next part of the experiment they shook the jar. The red ants and the black ants attacked each other to only when just one colored of ants remained. Now I thought about who the enemy is and was blessed with this poem
The Real Enemy
All through life a question is asked,
“Are you an enemy or are you a foe?
Are you with me or against me?
Please tell me, I want to know”
One person believes one way,
another normally disagrees.
It is life’s constant battle
and that’s the way it will always be.
But who is the real enemy,
if we all just believe the way we do?
I believe it is those shaking the jar,
for their purpose, using me against you.
See, the story of the ants is a good one,
for sure it proves very true today.
The real enemy loves shaking our lives up
keeping many peoples live in disarray.
Well for me I found the secret
to be happy and content, here’s the trick,
always keep in mind God is in control,
grab your TV remote and then go “click”!
Yep, a moral to this experiment is watch for anyone that is shaking the jar for they do not want you living in peace.
From God’s Heart, to Mine, to Yours
Edward Shagott
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~ September 10th, 2025 ~
Circle Of Life
I saw this story a little while ago on Facebook. Shortly after I was blessed with this poem. I sure can relate to it now!
A son took his father to a restaurant to enjoy a delicious dinner. Her father is quite old and therefore a little weak too.While eating, food occasionally fell on his shirt and pants.The other guests watched the old man with their face contorted in disgust, but his son remained calm.
After they both finished eating, the son quietly helped his father and took him to the toilet, cleaned food scraps from his father’s crumpled face and attempted to wash food stains on his clothes, graciously combed his gray hair and finally put on his glasses.
As they left the restroom, a deep silence reigned in the restaurant.The son paid their bill, but just before they leave,a man, also old, got up and ask the old man’s son :”Don’t you think you left something here?”
The young man replied, “l did not leave anything“.
Then the stranger said to him : “You left a lesson here for every son and a hope for every father!”
The whole restaurant was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop!
One of the greatest honor that exist, is being able to take care of those who have taken care of us , too. Our parents and all those elders who sacrificed their lives, with all their time, money and effort for us, deserved our utmost respect!
Circle Of Life
Many, many years have passed
when walking I held your hand.
Just a young child you had
so much to learn and understand.
I always tried to be there
when you felt unsure and most alone.
Wanting to give you everything
most important, a loving home.
Well, days come and go
and years do quickly pass on by.
Before we did know it,
our roles have now reversed for you and I.
For now I have gotten older,
not steady when I walk or stand.
I am the one looking for assurance,
my child, I am now looking for your hand.
Well, I believe it is the circle of life
held together by respect and love.
Yep, God’s plan since the beginning
a true blessing from above!
E. P. Shagott
9/9/2024
I have found out that going from child to senior is a very fast trip. One day being the one receiving, then it seems in a blink of an eye, it reverses and the child is the one now giving to the parent through love and understanding.
From God’s Heart, to Mine, to Yours
Edward Shagott
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~ September 4th, 2025 ~
I Am Now Unique
I found this posted on Facebook and after reading it thought, yep, that’s me! Hmm, not sure about the wiser part but for sure I can say, I am blessed and honored to be called “elderly”!
They call us "The Elderly”
We were born in the 40-50-60’s.
We grew up in the 50-60-70's.
We studied in the 60-70-80's.
We were dating in the 70-80-90's.
We got married and discovered the world in the 70-80-90's.
We venture into the 80-90’s.
We stabilize in the 2000’s.
We got wiser in the 2010’s.
And we are going firmly through and beyond 2020.
Turns out we've lived through EIGHT different decades...
TWO different centuries...
TWO different millennia...
We have gone from the telephone with an operator for long–distance calls to video calls to anywhere in the world.
We have gone from slides to YouTube, from vinyl records to online music, from handwritten letters to email and Whats App.
From live matches on the radio, to black and white TV, color TV and then to 3D HD TV.
We went to the Video store and now we watch Netflix.
We got to know the first computers, punch cards, floppy disks and now we have gigabytes and megabytes on our smartphones.
We wore shorts throughout our childhood and then long trousers, Oxfords, flares, shell suits & blue jeans.
We dodged infantile paralysis, meningitis, polio, tuberculosis, swine flu and now COVID-19.
We rode skates, tricycles, bicycles, mopeds, petrol or diesel cars and now we drive hybrids or electric.
Yes, we've been through a lot but what a great life we've had!
They could describe us as "exennials," people who were born in that world of the fifties, who had an analog childhood and a digital adulthood.
We've kind of "Seen-It-All"!
Our generation has literally lived through and witnessed more than any other in every dimension of life.
It is our generation that has literally adapted to "CHANGE."
A big round of applause to all the members of a very special generation, which will be UNIQUE!
So for all the elderly out there, please remember there are many that did not see this stage of life and many that still won’t.
From God’s Heart, to Mine, to Yours
Edward Shagott
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~ September 3rd, 2025 ~
The Golden Fork
Many, many years ago I shared this message at several nursing homes when presenting musical programs with the God’s Love Outreach. I would always bring a golden fork with me to show the residents before I told the story below. The fork and other dinnerware was from a promotion for laundry soap that one would come in each box. My wife saved them all. Here is the story!
There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.
She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.
'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly..
'What's that?' came the Pastor's reply.
'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'
The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say.
That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young woman asked.
'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Pastor.
The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'
So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.’
At one of the nursing homes was a woman named Teresa. After the program she asked me if she could have that golden fork. Of course, I said yes, and gave it to her. Each month I would go back to do a program she would come up and show me the fork. She said, she used it at every meal. Onetime before I left an activity person asked if I had any more, which I did, for Teresa refused to eat without her “golden fork”, and the finish was wearing off!
My friends, for sure the best is yet to come. It all comes down to a decision we all must make!
From God’s Heart, to Mine, to Yours
Edward Shagott