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Talking To Myself...
Someone once told me:
It's okay to talk to yourself.
It's even okay to answer yourself.
As long as WHEN you answer yourself,
you don't say, "Huh?"
So, am I really talking to myself today?
Although I appear to be sitting alone at this campfire, I'm really sitting here with you. As we are warmed by the fire, I'm talking and you're listening. I'm telling you about other campfires and sharing the additions I made to them.
Enjoy the memories with me...
About addition #1:
by ruwth  Added: Jun 13, 2015 at 4:39pmSize: 444 Characters My first campfire invitation was to:
I joined this campfire shortly before the end.
I only made one addition -- short and sweet.
The other members share their faith more deeply.
Their additions are definitely worth reading.
Take a moment to read some of them today. 
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About addition #2:
by ruwth Added: Jun 21, 2015 at 9:23pmSize: 302 Characters My only entry to: "Sharing Your Faith"  by vivacious 
What can I tell you about my relationship with GOD?
I love HIM because HE first loved me.
 
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About addition #3:
by ruwth Added: Dec 1, 2015 at 10:14pmSize: 468 Characters
About addition #4:
by ruwth Added: Apr 2, 2016 at 1:17pmSize: 1,304 Characters My first addition to: "Invalid Item" .
Answers the question: "How did the skunk get its stink?"
Name: Señora Maloliente
Species: Mephitis Mephitis
Posture: Stamping a bit...
I thought y'all were my friends! This is not a question normally raised in polite company.
I can tell you this: my momma told me it was a gift - an amazingly potent gift.
All of you have odors but you have no control over them. We, on the other hand, are blessed with the ability to create a powerfully malodorous liquid, store it in a small sac and disperse it as an aerosol at will.
I say "malodorous" but is it? I like the smell. I love the fact it lingers for a very long time. I love the fact that if I spray it on y'all, you will carry MY scent for several days. Even the area in which I release MY scent will tell the tale for days...
Posture Change: Stamping becomes almost frantic...
Speaking of tail...
Posture Change: Tail raises and is turned toward the group...
A gift...
Not a question to be asked in polite company...
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About addition #5:
by ruwth Added: Apr 28, 2016 at 7:45pmSize: 679 Characters My second addition to: "Invalid Item" .
Answers the question: "What prayer is the Praying Mantis praying? "
Name: Hoo Hoo
Species: Northern Pygmy Owl
Posture: Sitting on a branch...
What's that I hear?
A mantis in fear?
"I pray please don't prey...
...on me!"
Posture change:
Northern Pygmy Owl Eating A Praying Mantis
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About addition #6:
by ruwth Added: May 17, 2016 at 7:37pmSize: 5,504 Characters My third addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This story is: "A Tale of Two Different Animals"
NOTE: I wish I could edit this addition.
The Tale of The Tree, The Squirrel and Honey...
The squirrel sat high up in the tree watching. Tilting his head to the side, he looked pensive as he saw the new family taking up residency in the little house that shared a yard with his family's tree.
The tree had been here long before the house or the fence or even the road. The little tree survived while hundreds of others never survived their first year.
A dirt road was created just by folks driving pickups to a spot near the little tree. Some of those trucks brought concrete blocks and wood and nails. Some men built the little house between the dirt road and the tree.
The tree grew. The road was paved. Some more men came with fence posts and fencing. They put a fence around a square yard. The house took up almost one whole side of the square. The fencing on the other sides separated the little tree's yard from the fields around it.
The tree grew. Soon it was big enough to hold a family of its own: the squirrels.
Now it became the squirrels' home - the squirrels' tree and the squirrels' yard.
Families moved in and out of the little house. A squirrel family lived in the tree and played in the yard.
The squirrel watched the new family: an old lady, a young woman and a little girl. Lots of other children were there, too. They didn't live there but came and stayed for hours and sometimes for days on end.
Then one day a new member of the family arrived: A DOG!
The dog came into the yard and the first thing she did was made a mad dash for the squirrel. Fortunately for the squirrel, he was relatively close to his tree and scurried post haste to the safety of its branches.
Again, quizzically eyeing the new black and tan member of the family. The dog was an Airedale. The humans called the dog Honey. The squirrel didn't know the dog's full name was Arevalo's Honey Blossom. These humans were not Arevalos but had ended up taking Honey in and providing her with a home in the square, fenced in yard with the squirrel's tree.
Now the squirrel had to be leery. He had to look around for Honey anytime he wanted to leave the safety of the high branches or the hidden nest. The squirrel learned quickly.
A short reconnaissance mission down the trunk of the tree. Alert to any movement in the yard, the squirrel would check the circumference of the yard. If a bounding black and tan beast appeared, zoom, the squirrel would fly as fast as his legs could carry him back up to the security height offered.
With Honey around, it was a challenge to leave the tree at all. The only way for the squirrel to go on a neighborhood jaunt was to go to the base of the tree and across the yard to the fence. Before Honey had come to live in the square yard around the tree, this was a leisurely walk. After Honey, the squirrel would slowly make it reconnaissance mission down the trunk and then scurry as fast as he could across the yard to the fence. The squirrel only stopped for a breath once it had gone over or through the fence and was on the other side. The squirrel didn't get to play in the fenced in yard around his tree like he did before the black and tan beast made her first appearance.
A few years passed. One day, if the squirrel had been noticing, he might have seen a car with a pet carrier pull up on the other side of the house. The squirrel might have seen a kindly person helping Honey into the carrier while the old lady and the children looked very sad. The squirrel might have seen tears flowing that day and heard talk of Honey moving to Chicago.
The squirrel didn't notice these things and for a while, the squirrel kept up it daily routine. Down the tree slowly looking around. Zoom across the yard to the safety beyond Honey's domain.
Then the squirrel did notice something. NO HONEY. Could it be? The squirrel had not seen the hairy beast in days. He still made the slow reconnaissance mission but did not dash for the fence. Instead, the squirrel extended the slow reconnaissance into the yard - across the yard to the fence. No dog.
The next day, the squirrel's walk was more relaxed. Before a month was out, there were no more reconnaissance missions. The enemy had vacated the territory. The squirrel's kingdom again extended from the tree to the fence and everything in between. The old lady watched from a window in the house. Were those tears in her eyes?
The lady missed Honey. The time had come she was not able to care for the big dog. She had found her a home far away. She cried the day Honey left. She cried the day the squirrel no longer made a bee line for the fence and then...
Eventually, she laughed. The squirrel became a pet from a distance. The old lady could watch its antics and laugh. The squirrel could take care of himself, all the lady had to do was watch out the window for the adventure of the day. Not as warm and loving as Honey but maybe as entertaining in a wild kind of way.
And that is the tale of the Tree and the Squirreland Honey...
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About addition #8:
by ruwth Added: May 18, 2016 at 3:05pmSize: 1,068 Characters My fifth addition to: "Invalid Item"
This addition: "begins...It was a dark and stormy night..."
It was a dark and stormy night on Writing.Com, a perfect time for reading and reviewing...
"Invalid Item" :
"It Was A Dark And Stormy Night!" 13+: Writers just don't say "Merry Christmas", they write stories about it.
"It Was A Dark and Stormy Night" 13+: A woman's walk home turns into a nightmare, her attacker marking her forever.
"It was a dark and stormy night" 13+: Lost in the middle of nowhere, in that most cliche of circunstance
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NOTE: Read and write a public review for any of these and send me a link to your review/s. On the next dark and stormy night, I will send some gps your way!
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About addition #9:
by ruwth Added: May 18, 2016 at 3:09pmSize: 1,016 Characters My sixth addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition is: "Something about a zoo."
This time, hopefully, I am going to follow the prompt. 
Something about a zoo...
I have had many zoo experiences. Two stand out in my mind:
The elephants at the zoo in Atlanta, Georgia: They were playfully rolling around like kittens. I never realized elephants would play in this way. I was mesmerized. It is the one event I wish I could have recorded for posterity. I tell folks about it but I do not have the words to make it real. It was amazing.
The lion's roar at the Peoria, Illinois zoo: It SHOOK the ground! I was at a snack bar nearby the lions. A male began roaring and the ground where I was SHOOK. I knew experientially why this beast is called the king of the jungle. AMAZING! So loud and powerful a sound! I will likely NEVER forget it.
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About addition #10:
by ruwth Added: May 18, 2016 at 3:26pmSize: 660 Characters My seventh and final addition to: "Invalid Item" .
Steve said: "Put up anything you like..."
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About addition #11:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 5:39amSize: 283 Characters My third campfire invitation was to:
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Our additions are to have SOMETHING to do with numbers.
This is a rather disconnected campfire.
Most of us are dancing to our own drummer.
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About addition #12:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 12:04pmSize: 315 Characters My first addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
I remember our phone number from my childhood:
2126, please.
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About addition #13:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 12:15pmSize: 463 Characters My second addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
4 7 2 17 9
22
Use each of the numbers in the top row one time,
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About addition #14:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 12:24pmSize: 268 Characters My third addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
((9−7)÷2)+4+17=22
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About addition #15:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 12:28pmSize: 518 Characters My fourth addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
There are only 10 types of people.
Those who understand binary
and
those who don't.
11 cheers for binary!
DISCLAIMER: All of the above is PIRATED MATERIAL.
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About addition #16:
by ruwth Added: May 19, 2016 at 12:40pmSize: 518 Characters My fifth addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
I John 1:9
Some numbers are more important than others.
#1562731 is the item number to this image:
This image contains the numbers to a verse
pivotal in my life and in my walk with God.
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About addition #17:
by ruwth Added: May 20, 2016 at 11:54pmSize: 2,408 Characters My sixth addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
CLICK-----> 5-3-7-8-7 ▶︎
The Day I Called JESUS
One day in 1978, I was a bit forlorn. I wished I could just pick up the phone and call God -- I wanted a clear back and forth interaction with Him that would be possible with a phone call.
I wished we could dial something like 1-800-JESUS. As I mulled the idea over in my mind, I got to wondering what would happen if someone did try to place a phone call to Jesus.
In my imagination, I saw some heartbroken, desperate person -- maybe under the influence of alcohol or drugs -- but definitely very sad. I imagined them in desperation on the verge of giving up, picking up the phone and dialing JESUS.
How heart-breaking to get the recording, "I'm sorry, your call cannot be completed as dialed. Please check the number and try again."
On impulse, I picked up the phone and dialed the five numbers: J-E-S-U-S. To my surprise, it started ringing.
I almost fainted when a deep strong male voice said, "Hello." In a shaky stunned quiet whisper I asked, "Who's this?"
"Who's asking?" Then I realized it was not God or Jesus or even St. Peter. It was a person whose phone number was 74J-ESUS. In that area at that time dialing the last 5 numbers would put the call through.
The gentleman kindly explained this to me after I told him my story. Years later, I wrote him and included a Tract -- just in case there was a reason for our paths crossing.
I do not have words to describe what I felt when he said, "Hello." I clearly remember time standing still when I heard his deep voice. I may not be able to describe what I felt but the moment is etched in my memory forever.
I wonder if he remembers the day I called JESUS.
"The Day I Called Jesus" 13+: This is a true story. Short but true.
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About addition #18:
by ruwth Added: May 21, 2016 at 12:00amSize: 880 Characters My seventh addition to: "Invalid Item" .
This addition has: "Something to do with numbers."
Who is Number 1 in your life?
Are you the boss of your life? In a sense you are but are you the most qualified for the position? Perhaps not.
In Proverbs it says,
Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.
Be not wise in your own eyes;
fear the Lord, and turn away from evil.
It will be healing to your flesh
and refreshment to your bones.
Seek 1st the kingdom of God...
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About addition #19:
by ruwth Added: Jun 4, 2016 at 11:15amSize: 775 Characters
About addition #20:
by ruwth Added: Jun 4, 2016 at 9:15pmSize: 160 Characters
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