Saturday, September 11, 2010

9 Years ago today-{A Prayer}


We need the grace that only You can give, Lord. We need the healing, that only You can do, Lord. We pray and beseech You to grow us in maturity, kindness, unity, strength and peace. We pray that You would teach us how to work together and live together with respect and honor. Help, Lord, that You would help us honor You and honor the remembrances of our broken hearts and broken skyline. We pray for the hearts and minds of past Presidents and President Obama, and those who were in public offices on that ominous day. We pray for the hearts and minds of the Firefighters and officers who are left with the remembrances of lost comrades and falling debris. The families and relatives of our lost loved ones in the Towers and plane crashes and the country as a whole, help us Lord to grieve in growth and not in deterioration. Help us to pick up the pieces of our hearts that are left and run with courage, that only You can provide. Help us, Lord to see You healing us and growing us, building and shaping us through the pain that we have endured and You have allowed, in our lives.
We trust that, as we live and work and grow, under God, in our country, that You would lend Your hand of grace and mercy upon us. We are shut up to You for help and wholeness, as never before. We love You and trust Your care for us and our children. Help us, Lord, to give and to teach our children the lessons from this momentous and heartwrenching day, that will build greater peace and safety for the future generations. Raise up a Holy Spirit standard against the forces of the enemy that would tear down and act out to get their own ways, wherever they may hide. Give us the clear direction to live in the light of Your purposes for us as a nation and a world in these days. More than all, be glorified in our remembrances and do not leave us to our own anxieties and griefs that would dishonor You by accusing Your goodness, because of our pain. Glorify Your Name, ultimately in these and all things. In the name of Jesus, I pray, Amen.

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Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA





Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)


He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.