Murdo Girl…A great day for a little donkey

It was spring in the land where Jesus lived.  The air was breezy, flowers were blooming, and all the people were happy because they were going to Jerusalem to celebrate one of the great feasts of the year.

This year, many people were especially eager to reach Jerusalem because they heard that Jesus was going to be there, and they wanted to be sure to see Him. 

 Jesus and His disciples were on their way to Jerusalem.  Just outside the city, Jesus said to two of his disciples, “In the little village of Bethphage you will find a young donkey tied up.  He has never been ridden before, but bring him here for Me to ride into Jerusalem.  If anyone asks you why you are untying him, just say, “The Lord hath need of him.’ And the owners will let him go.

The two disciples started to walk. When they arrived in the village, and they found everything just as Jesus had said.  The colt was tied outside a house. 

As they were untying the little donkey, his owners happened to see them.  One owner said, “Why are those strangers untying our colt!”  Quickly, one of the owners ran out to stop them.  Excitedly, he said, “What do you mean by untying our donkey?”

The disciples gave him the answer that Jesus told them to say, “The Lord hath need of him.”

When the donkey’s owner heard that the Lord needed that donkey, he gladly let the disciples take him.  Surely this man must have been one of Jesus’ friends. 

When the disciples brought the donkey to Jesus they threw some of their clothes on the colt’s back to make a saddle.  Jesus rode the rest of the way to Jerusalem on the donkey’s back.

In our country, we think a donkey isn’t a very important animal.  But donkeys were regarded differently in the land where Jesus lived.  There the donkey was considered an honorable animal.  It was the animal on which kings rode when they were about to take over their thrones.

What pride and joy welled up in the disciples’ hearts as they saw Jesus sitting on the donkey!  True, he didn’t look much like a king of the world.  He wore no jeweled crown or royal robes.  Yet there was something about His face that made Him more than kingly.  It was the kindness, goodness, strength of character and love shining there.

The people began to crowd the road.  News had reached Jerusalem that Jesus was coming.  The people began to “rejoice greatly” as the prophet had said they would.  Some people honored Jesus by spreading their coats in the road for His donkey to walk over. They began cutting down big branches from tall palm trees and spread them in the road. This was their custom—all these things were commonly done to help make a brightly colored path for a king to travel over.

Boys and girls joined the procession.  They picked flowers and threw them on the road to make a beautiful carpet for Jesus to ride over.  Joyfully, they waved their long palm branches.  This is the happy song they sang and shouted:

“Hosanna to the son of David!  Blessed is He that cometh in the name of the Lord!  Hosanna in the highest!”  

“Hosanna” means something like our expression, “Praise the Lord!”   Jesus knew everyone was glad when they sang Hosanna to Him.

Many, many people followed Jesus waving palm branches as they, too, cheered him and called out, “Hosanna to the son of David!”  Boys and girls and men and women clapped their hands as they sang praises to the Lord Jesus.  They wanted everybody to know how much they loved the man Jesus who had been so kind and gentle to them.  All were very happy and the children loved to sing to Jesus.  Can you imagine how wonderful this procession must have been?

The crowds grew larger still.  Even more people joined in shouting, “Hosanna in the highest, Blessed be He who cometh in the name of the Lord!”

As the procession neared Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, ‘Who is this?’”  And the multitude said, “This is Jesus the prophet of Nazareth of Galilee.” 

Did you notice the story mentions that, all the city was moved?    That means that everyone in the city felt Jesus’ presence. He was a magnet of love!   

Some men named Pharisees (A member of the Jewish sect that emphasized strict interpretation and observance of the law), heard the crowd praising God, and they said to Jesus, “Teacher, why don’t you tell these people to stop praising you as if you were God?”

The Pharisees thought that Jesus was getting too much attention from the people.  They wanted to be the most important, but everyone was listening to Jesus instead.

Jesus replied, “If they were quiet now, even the stones would cry out!”   This means that even the rocks in nature that God our Father created and filled with the Holy Spirit would have recognized the Son of God by shouting praises, even if the people hadn’t.

It was a great day, too, for that little donkey.  

The Lord had need of that little donkey, that humble little animal, to fulfill a great prophecy on one of the greatest days of His life.

This story was modified from a story in Pathway for Families...

Murdo Girl…Murdo Makeover, Part 3

I wanted to get this post on this morning because of the message included in the video. I had envisioned completing it with the song (one of my favorites) sung by Emmy Lou Harris. The song was to to be background music for a lengthy slideshow. The slides were to include pictures of my reign over the years. Lav and many of you would have been included. Sadly, I didn’t have the time. Though I know you must be disappointed, I am just one Queen and can only do what I can do in a day’s time. I know you will understand. Use your imagination. You have seen all of the photos in the news or on the blog more than once.

Chara, April and a few others should be added to the birthday girl list…

She was once an ordinary Girl
Sheila Hurst does beautiful work. I love this card. It reminds me of the photo above when I was just an ordinary girl with ordinary hair!

Murdo Girl…Moving along

Here is a more abbreviated part 2 of my Murdo Makeover. When you operate in live mode, which I always try to do, sometimes things don ‘t turn out exactly as you envision them. There is always a plan B.

I still have makeup and wardrobe to go, but I still need to lose 6 pounds which will be a miracle since I always gain ten at the mere suggestion of a pending reunion.

I haven’t forgotten that I have a big upcoming announcement. I have to make a phone call first and enlist some help to pull my plan off. It has to do with the future of Murdo Girl…last hint.

Hey Lav…If they won’t let us have a convertible in Murdo, we’ll come up with something!

Murdo Girl…The Murdo Makeover part 1

Warning: This post may or may not have been rejected by some social media due to the length of the instructional video. Please feel free to FF through any parts you feel are not helpful to your overall learning experience. People learn at different paces.

The maker of this video is not yet well versed in splitting the production into clips and increasing the speed while muting the sound.

She also forgot to add text to title page…

Break time…Cup of tea and a Nutrisystem sweet roll

Murdo Girl…Opportunities

Did I miss an opportunity to help someone’s day go better?

I’ve thought about it some and I’ve missed ten all together.

So far today…

I asked if you felt well. I knew you had been ill.

I didn’t wait for you to answer. I had no time to kill.

I have a stack of cards that I bought but never sent.

I thought I had some stamps, but I don’t know where they went.

I could give you a call, but I don’t want to be a pest.

If you’re not feeling well, you really need your rest.

I could text to say I’m praying for better days ahead.

Maybe I’ll just wait until another time, instead.

I’ll take a nap and then I’ll need to fix some dinner.

I’ll begin again tomorrow, though I’m not a good beginner.

I haven’t done a thing today to show someone else I care.

Today the preacher said opportunities are everywhere.

Excuse me …I need to make a call!

Murdo Girl…Grateful for a special friend

Dear Pat,

A few weeks ago, you won a Gallant Heart Media contest. You gifted me with your prize and said you wanted me to use it for me. When I was talking with my sweet niece, Erin Francis, who is the creator of everything having to do with, I remembered that you had a birthday coming up on April 2nd. It seemed the perfect time to let you know how grateful I am for your friendship.

Erin was more than happy to work with me to make Pat’s song exactly what I would create for you if I could write and record music and of course, sing. I think it’s beautiful just like you are. You have always been there for me and supported me in every weird thing I do. There is no one more special than you. I hope you enjoy your song.

P.S. after I heard the song, I decided I also wanted you to have the T shirt. It will be here in a few days.

Love you,


I wanted to put a small excerpt of your song on the blog as a birthday surprise. It is a personal gift from me so I will give the entire song to you, only…

(I love the two pictures on the cover. I think your son, Jeff originally posted them on FB.)

I ordered it in Heather Prism Lilac

Murdo Girl…Flo Nightinfail

I drove to Dallas yesterday to get Kip who was in the hospital overnight following his back surgery, which by the way went very well. He’ll need time to heal the wounds and some physical therapy, but the surgery which included the repair of a herniated disc, should take care of the extreme pain he was experiencing.

My first concern was driving him home. When I was leaving his room Monday evening, he said, “DON’T WRECK MY JEEP!” He drives a Jeep Cherokee and he wants it to stay in one piece. The crew at the nurse’s station heard him and burst out laughing.

Seriously, I was so afraid to drive him home, the thought went through my mind that if he knew how afraid I was to drive in the Dallas traffic, he wouldn’t ride with me. I was afraid to ride with me. But I did it, we made it, and he didn’t even complain. Of course he was feeling no pain, if you know what I mean.

So, we are now on day 3 and everything is going fine. The first day everything was please and thank you, of course I don’t mind, and do you need anything else? The first day was, I’m so sorry you have to do all of this. You are having to work so hard, and don’t be silly, you don’t have to thank me. I’m happy to be your Florence Nightingale.

Today things were still good. Never once did I say, What do you want now? It only irritated me a little when it rained all morning and the dogs couldn’t spend time outside. They can’t play with Kip which confuses them and it makes it difficult. I took each of them on a long walk and it helped me to get outside. I fixed a pork loin roast with all of the trimmings for dinner and helped him to the bathroom seventeen times, but who is counting. I was cleaning the kitchen, feeding the dogs and cleaning Nellie’s feet when he asked If I would mind looking at the rain gauge to see how much rain we got, could I get him an ice cream cup, and he would need help to the bathroom before the ice cream? In times like this I realize how much he does for us.

If dogs could cry? Ours would be weeping.

I have to remind myself that he was a wonderful Frank Nightingale when I had my surgeries and boy oh boy did I require patience. I know I did.

Here are some pics of my nice peaceful walk…

I will do better!

Murdo Girl…Kitty Reynolds changed my life

I was telling everyone at lunch, yesterday about the time I gave Mom’s Kitty Reynolds original to a little friend’s mother. One day, Mom saw the lady walking down the street with all of her kids in tow. She was wearing Mom’s skirt. Since it was a Kitty original, there was no passing it off as anything but what is was. A “Robin Hood” gesture.

The story below features another Kitty original. My treasured red tulle and taffeta formal.

Independence Day

I went outside to get some air. My day had done me in.

No matter how much or hard I tried, I just couldn’t win.

I had a cold, my car broke down, and I was truly busted.

I was too sick to go to work. My thoughts could not be trusted.

The air conditioner didn’t cool and it was hot as Hades.

My husband left me high and dry and went off chasing ladies.

As I sat there on the stoop, something shiny caught my eye.

There was a festive kid’s parade about to pass me by.

My cousin, Mark on my horse, Governor

I saw a small red wagon.. pulled by a horse no less

And in a chair there sat a Queen. She wore a long red dress.

She waved with one hand, and held on tightly with the other.

The little chair slid back and forth, first one way then another.

The other kids were close enough to help the regal Queen.

As they marched along each child’s smile was as bright as I have seen.

A tiny marching majorette proudly led the way

And we were all reminded it was Independence Day.

I watched the little Queen travel up the gravel road.

She turned her head to look at me and understanding flowed.

It was then I realized the shine that caught my eye

Was from a homemade tinfoil crown atop a head held high.

I never have forgotten though it happened long ago.

She looked at me as if to say, ” You’re stronger than you know.”

Taken at my 65th birthday in Galveston…