Monday, December 17, 2012

Praying over the decorations on the tree!

Now, We see through a glass darkly. I am grateful, as I look over the decorations on the tree that they remind me to pray for myself and for others in this season. Because of the soreness of my soul in this season, it pricks me to stay in prayer as my heart longs to be with my family members over the holiday season. My seasonal allergies are sensorious and emotional;unfortunately, but truly the season includes the attending some pity parties. {I don't plan them, but sadly have very little defense against their invitations} I miss family and dear ones that are departed and my heart is often weighted with the sadness of these losses and griefs amidst the festivities and lights of the season. I long for greater control of these emotions, but they lead me to pray as I look at and on the decorations of the season. As we take the Christmas tree out and put the items on it, I pray for the people that the decorations remind me of and glory in the reality that "The True Emmanuel" is with us by faith as we celebrate Him in these psalms and hymns and decorations and gifts.
Today it is the shiney Christmas Ball. Lord, as I see my reflection in the ball and my heart reminisces to the childhood memories of festive carefree love, bless each of the siblings and cousins who danced with me to the Jackson 5 and Johnny Mathis and my mommy who must have her memories jarred by the lights and tinsel, as well. Bless my children with good memories of these days of rejoicing in the Greatest Gift that You Gave, Your only begotten Son! Bless us to be renewed in faith by knowing that You are present as we turn our minds and thoughts to You for grace to bless others with gifts also. Help us not to judge our time by our reminiscences too harshly, but to direct our childrens' thoughts to the one who sanctifies every festivity with His presence. Give us grace to be the directors of the next generation to want to know Him, because of the desire and need of Him that they see in us. Help us to remember that You love us and to be agents of love to others. In Jesus' Name, 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.