Lanier Bulldogs Class of 1982 Jackson, MS

Come All Ye Bulldogs!

Boys 2 Men "It's So Hard to Say Good Bye to Yesterday"


Please Participate!

Visit: www.lhsallclassreunion.com

 
 

We want ALL of our classmates to participate in upcoming events and activities. Who knows, it may be the last time we see each other. We don't know what tomorrow holds for each of us. We don't care whether you have gained weight, lost hair, grown a couple of extra toes over the years or whatever!

WE WANT TO SEE YOU!

 Don't miss out because of negative things that may have occurred in high school. We are all a little older and have become mature adults. So let's get together and share in each others joys and successes; and if there have been some setbacks or heartaches, or whatever we still want to share in your life's experiences. Who knows, what you share may encourage another classmate to improve their lives. During our cruise, we agreed not to ask certain questions like -what religion are you? political affiliations? or where do you work? Again, we don't care about what type of job you have or don't have, how big or small your home is, etc...

 WE WANT TO SEE YOU!!

 

Love you guys,

Tara

"Scars of Life"

  SCARS OF LIFE


   Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy
  decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a
hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving
  behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
  He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the
 middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
 His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and
  closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his
  son as loudly as he could.
  Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to
  swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the
  alligator reached him.
 From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as
 the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war

  between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but
the
   father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by,
  heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the
alligator.
  Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy
   survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the
   animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's
  fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he
   loved.
   The newspaper reporter, who interviewed the boy after the trauma,
   asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And
   then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms.
  I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because! My Dad wouldn't
   let go."
  You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No,
  not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those
  scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret. But, some wounds, my
  friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your
   struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
  The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He
   wants to protect you and provide for you in every way But sometimes we
  foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead.
   The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the
  enemy is waiting to attack. That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if
   you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful. He
 did not and will not ever let you go.
Please pass this on to those you love. God has blessed you, so that
you
  can be a blessing to others. You just never know where a person is in
   his/her life and what they are going through.
  Never judge another persons scar, because you don't know how they got
  them. Also, it is soooo important that we are not selfish, to receive the
   blessings of these messages, without forwarding them to someone else.
   Right now, someone needs to know that God loves them, and you love
  them, too- enough to not let them go.

  AMEN