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The Depth of American Emotions

The lightness of heart is joyous once captured in a memory.  Defining moments propel people through life in a state of wonder no matter how young or old, whatever gender, nationality, or religion. We learn and we teach.

My four sons one fine Christmas morning in their hometown of Erie, Pennsylvania…years ago.

To be misled or misguided initiates erroneous developments and that is why a proper education lifts an individual to a higher standard.  To know a little is dangerous.  To seek to know more completely yet know there is more to discover is to touch the hem of wisdom.

Attacks of any kind are a cry for help as I read in the Course of Miracles.  It makes sense.  To resort to attacks shows the lack of knowledge, and some people call it poor upbringing.  Verbal attacks hurt both the sender and receiver.  To know when to retreat from engagement in attacks is sensible.

Character is molded by choices made yet personality is knitted in the comfort of being.  A loud, boisterous person can be as kind as a soft spoken gentle giant.  Therefore, with so many unique personalities blooming characters as widely different as the number of birds created on this earth, discord is bound to happen while most prefer to glide in discovery and wonder blissfully sure all can be loved, unless hated.

We choose. Keep Reading

The Time Difference in My America

How much can we get done in an hour?

How can we pin defining moments in a minute?

Somehow the days have rolled into weeks and looking back years have been stacked to a mountain top.

The news stirs my gut because so much of all that is said matters in our lives and time is of the essence to act in the direction we wish to see our country go.  Or, is it “stay” ?

I dislike the oppositions set years ago against prayer in school, and the denouncement of the Ten Commandments.  When the Columbine tragedy occurred, I sat to hold myself from falling.  My heart hurt for the parents of the criminals because I would have rather been one losing a child than to be the one responsible for the one taking the lives of classmates.  How did they live through that horrific event and can any of all affected rest tonight like it’s all over?  Is it ever?

In the last two weeks, friends from afar have risen in another realm and I remember their influence in my life, and how their absence will fill my hours, days, and perhaps years… Keep Reading

Shipwrecked: Vacation Bible Camp

Shipwrecked?  When do we realize we are stranded?  Are we ever really all alone?

The wisdom to navigate life’s inevitable struggles contains the humility and kindness Jesus’ legacy provides in the New Testament.  The Old one is the Torah, and there the prophecies tell of the tales to unfold.  The New one continues to fill the minds and hearts of all who welcome the Holy Spirit’s presence.  It is through this form of hospitality that we arrive at being closer to being holy.  Can we really ever be?  We must strive to be holier as I found out even as I tripped over one of my Senior Tibetan Terriers…

Falling and aiming to break the fall without the ability to stop the second twist of the body that struck the unyielding tile floor, I remember the alarm of a new felt ache drawing and pulsing from hip to knee in a burst like the flame of a quickly struck match.  Not exactly surprised, I was shocked to feel a knife like stabbing in my neck when I instinctively turned to tell my family audience I was okay.

On a walk on Cougar Run with Dandelion and Tumbleweed…

Everyone extended a hand to lift me up, and I looked at the eight arms rather embarrassed by the ungraceful plump pose, and declared not to be touched.  That was wise, so  much better than to jump up without feeling the extent of the damaged body parts that now ached to be soothed.  Thanks be to God, nothing was broken.  Thanks be to God, I sat up slowly with the help of my oldest son’s pair of hands, and then stopped again to evaluate the situation.  The right side bruised without mercy let me know the only way up was to lean to the left…and since I was guided by the pain to know how to finally stand, I did so reassuring the group of stunned observers I was okay.  I looked for Tumbleweed, the sixteen year old mutt that still wished to be by my side, as close as possible to lick my foot, bless his doggy soul.

The point is I didn’t swear.  I thanked God. Keep Reading

Trump Letter in the Glory of Good

Dear Mr. President Trump,

As humans, we all fall short of the glory of God, and I know for a fact I am a greater sinner than you.  I have had two abortions, one of which I kept secret, both before I knew better.  To know better is where I want for all to be, and it is a far stretch across the abyss created by the swamp of evil in the world, specifically in Washington, D. C. where you chose to serve with an open heart your talent of negotiating for the good of the American people.  You recognized the need to redirect our nation in the world, and particularly to help improve our sinking economy.  Your God given genius to envision the best in people reminds of this quote written by one of my favorite writers:

“In God there is no hunger that needs to be filled, only plenteousness that desires to give.” _C.S. Lewis Keep Reading

Aloha Blessings, God and Country

Aloha Blessings from afar to all who breathe the air of the Pacific Ocean….In my heart all whom we met in the island circle remain as vivid stars and I pray the storm passes as each one does…
The treasure of the years lies in the memories of all the places and people who made an enormous difference in our growth. I just checked the DRUDGE REPORT to get a glimpse of the news, and nearly heard a thunder clap from the Texas sky above.
Is it all true ? I pray for God’s intervention because I am a Conservative Christian who shutters with sadness to feel the effects of the Saul Alinsky Storm. I pray the uninformed be mercifully shown the path to wisdom.
God leaves the light on. The nonbelievers trash, destroy, disobey, disrespect, and murk the world in mud slinging baths because their hate has consumed their minds.
I thought the Facebook and Google scandal was a hoax…Is it? Do they really want to silence the stable? The better than normal society is as human as Trump. Then there are those whose sins done intentionally or unintentionally simply sweep the dirt under the dusty rugs. How dare the channels of news be so deceiving! How dare politicians who have made millions from our tax dollars want to impeach our President because he wants to clean up the disguised corruption!
I see no reason for the silent majority to be silent. The sinners that we are, we have to be held accountable, and in holding the darkness of the deep state of chameleon like manipulative corruptors, we will step into the light of truth about Benghazi, about the Clinton Foundation, about the bought and paid for Comey and his wife and all who hid and still hide like rats in the daytime.
The light of God will always be on. The best we can do is to step forward and tell the truth, be the light of maturity exemplifying the treasure of awareness…
Aloha Blessings means this evil spewed will pass through and the lane of life will be lit eternally. God bless our United States of America for the liberty of speech, and our President for not being a deceiver and for standing in the line of fire created by an army duped in ignorance.
Know the difference between right and wrong. Know the ungodly is responsible for irresponsibility. Unite in forgiveness to be a hand of wholesome service. We cannot allow the liberals to continue to dismantle our American home.
Please make this go “viral” as they say…God bless.

The Truth and Mr. Trump

To be soaked in the warmth of the sun as a gentle breeze embraces in the stillness of the moment while strolling contentedly towards dreams yet to inevitably unfold is to live in complete truth.  Imagine if all encounters were met with the same sense of purpose to fulfill a feeling ingrained to be served.  Visions to make a difference make a difference, yet in truth, in this less than perfect world, even an intelligent solution can be met with opposition.

To wish for all whom we encounter to have pure motives in life so as to serve competently without deception is to set the bar fairly high.  No one is perfect, and even after a deluge of mistakes, many strive for ideals that would in fact be of exceptional value in life, yet a force hinders the progress.  That force opposes truth at the cost of ruining dreams, visions, plans, goals, and is bound to attack to aim at character assassination.

Our 45th President, Mr. Donald J. Trump, is the present day martyr of the most irresponsible, poorly educated, and/or intentionally devious humans.  The faces of the opposing force carry ignorance as a crown of hatred.  When the truth should shine on their misdeeds, the blame of shame will be on the perpetrators of lies.  Unfortunately, all who choose to attack are actually crying out soulful screams of discontentment.  Their outrageous behaviors are not commendable but are fueled by opportunists too incompetent to shine as noble leaders. Keep Reading

To Pray or Not ToPray

Within us all a small voice makes giant strides in every decision of our lives.  That inner voice seems to be a guiding light which appears with our unknowing until the knowing of it takes a stand.  We  call it many names.  We acknowledge it as our gut feeling or a precise rational opinion that even if marred, we hold to be our own and rightful pace.  As humans, we mess up, and I think mostly unknowingly.

We are plagued with concerns weaved in desires, needs, and cultural leanings.  To be comfortable seems to be natural.  To have a wishful desire fulfilled seems delightful.  To be surrounded by the security of like mindedness seems like a no brainer for peace of mind.  Yet, despite the leveling of the three, a missing continues and we are pressed with fears.

I think about these matters and have sought to read the writings of others for the comfort of understanding to be free of the plague of concerns. Keep Reading

Heartbreak Restoration

Near a scarred place, close to the heart of the wound, appears a golden butterfly.  The very place that nudges a friend to see, the elbow with all its strength, rests with the gentle feet of the gold in a golden demonstration of love.

That is the way God speaks to us though we flutter from weed to flower and poise beautifully when noticed even taken for granted.  We know that nagging feeling yet we do it to God.  It is worse when the actions of others simply break our hearts.

What does it take to break another’s heart?  Is ours more fragile than theirs?  Can we ever recover from the severity of the despair felt when the ache is deeper than any well can hold the sacred water intended to cleanse, heal, and nourish?

The truth is emotions can be likened to the perfume bottles displayed behind glass counters.  They hold a scent encased in various shapes and colors.  The attraction to one over another is personal, and less is always more  in close quarters.

If there was a light that could shine  but love in every soul, we who love deeply, would shine it on the world for all to take a glimpse and perhaps take a chance to follow its lead.

As heartbroken as we have all been for hurts known completely by our Lord Jesus Christ, I thank God for the respite in the words so aptly spoken in the Prayer to Our Father.  I thank God for the Jesus Prayer that has sustained me when no one could.

In Psalm 147:3, the anonymous psalmist proclaims:

__He heals the brokenhearted

and binds up their wounds.

I wish you trust.

Thank you dearest Stela for the photographs from Romania.

The Love of Barbara Bush

” Live happily with the woman you love through the fleeting days of your life.” _ Ecclesiastes 9:9

The love Barbara Pierce Bush lived to be is the blessing her family experienced.

When a man loves a woman as George Herbert Walker Bush loved his wife, she could but bloom to be all that she was for the whole family…and remains for them and as our 41st First Lady of the United Staes of America.

There is no greater gift our former 41st President could have given their six children: George Walker Bush, our 43rd President, Pauline Robinson “Robin” Bush, John Ellis “Jeb” Bush Sr., Neil Mallon Bush, Marvin Pierce Bush, and Dorothy Walker “Doro” Bush Koch.  The greatest gift any parent can give their children is to love one another.  The second one is the one our former First Lady captured in a quote:

” To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there.”_ Barbara Bush Keep Reading

The Absolute Truth

” Today is unique! It has never occurred before, and it will never be repeated. At midnight it will end, quietly, suddenly, totally. Forever. But the hours between now and then are opportunities with eternal possibilities.”
_Charles R. Swindoll

TRUTH ABIDES

In HIM

WHO created us:

You, me, us…

Who are we?

We are you, and me…

Unique as G-D’s own thumbprint. Keep Reading