Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. August 20-21-22, 2004

8-20-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear and Billie

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets
and those who enjoy poetry. 'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.
Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepers
your thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*.

Enjoy! :)












Never Forget!



Howdy!
I'm the mouser at Amy's Place. Amy named me 'cootblanch'.... (don't ask why. hahaha)







Amy's personal guardian ~
the always charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf




Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[NicknamedBob]

Now, that's better! The power of collective bargaining.


Funny, I still feel kinda thirsty, though...

[NicknamedBob]

Hey, Guy, take a look at this beer.

http://www.straubbeer.com/

[JustAmy]

LOL

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi Sam.

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi Amy.

I've been playing children's music this afternoon.

Hehe, just the ideal music for this thread. :-D

Here is some puppy love for ya….

[Old Sarge]

Runner

Dawn's chill breath
drawn into my own,
Sweat and the dew
mix upon my brow,

Hitching pains in my chest,
cramping claws upon my legs,

the mind drives me on,
the burning in my limbs
feeding my fires within.

The mile drags on
and my breath is ragged now,
still my legs keep pumping,
my heart hammers thumping,
my mind begins to wander
and the rhythm breaks
with my stride.

With a snap, I wrench myself
back to the focus:
stretch out the stride,
swing the arms wide,
eyes on the line
and the goal.

But time is not my friend this day,
the race is won and lost
and the pain is doubled.

(c) 08-21-04 by JSR

[tuliptree76]

Hi everyone! I hope you are having a good weekend. I finally have my apartment cleaned and organized now. I'm sure I'll be making changes and rearranging as time goes on, but everything is put away.

I used my oven for the first time tonight. It works fine except for the fact that all of the numbers except for part of 400 and 450 degrees are worn off of the knob. LOL! I'm going to have to call about that next week. At least most recipes call for temperatures around that range, so I can guess where the correct setting should be.

[JustAmy]

Paul Anka .... nice.

Thanks.

[JustAmy]

Happy Weekend, Sarge.

Nice to see you this beautiful Saturday.

Thank you for sharing your talent with us. I love the graphic you chose to accompany your poem.

[JustAmy]

Good evening, Tulip!!

Great to see you tonight. Happy Weekend.

Wanna come over to help clean and organize my house? :)

Until you get the knobs on your oven replaced, I'll only post recipes that use temperatures below 4oo degrees. :~)

[JustAmy]

[tuliptree76]

I'll only post recipes that use temperatures below 4oo degrees.

LOL! Actually...if they could be between 400 and 450 degrees, I'd greatly appreciate it. ;-)

[JustAmy]

Ooops ... I misread your post. I thought it said the numbers 400 - 450 were worn off. :)

I'll see if I can find something cooked at a high temp.

[tuliptree76]

Thanks :)

[JustAmy]

8-22-04
Graphic by MamaBear

My Frequent Prayer

My eyes are stained glass windows,
God’s light shines to my soul.
With every breath I take,
I thank God for my role.

I have a part to play, you see.
With loneliness around.
For every only child I know,
A brother he has found.

There’s music in the world, I hear,
A drumbeat booms within my chest.
I’m mindful that God wrote the score,
With every drummer’s rest.

And flutes there are, and fifes so sweet,
That glide across the day.
The feathered players know the tunes,
And never ask for pay.

My friends go by, they’re off to church,
And pray that I will follow.
But water becomes wine to me,
A sacrament to swallow,

And every crust of bread, to me,
Is sacred to behold,
And every coin that comes to me,
I feel is made of gold.

I’m thankful for each breath I take,
With every word I say,
I just wish folks could understand,
That this is how I pray.

NicknamedBob . . . . . 18 January 2004
© 2004

[JustAmy]

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[JustAmy]

What lies behind us and what lies before us are small
matters compared to what lies within us.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson--

[The Mayor]

August 22, 2004

The Humanity Of Jesus

Read: Hebrews 2:9-18

We do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses. —Hebrews 4:15

Bible In One Year: Psalms 110-112; 1 Corinthians 5

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I once overheard this comment about a person who was always critical: "The trouble with him is that he's forgotten what it's like to be human!" How easily we forget our past struggles and become unsympathetic toward those who are struggling today. But there's one who hasn't forgotten what it's like to be human—Jesus.

In Hebrews 2:9-18, we "see" Jesus' humanity more fully. As a man, He was able by God's grace to experience death in our place. And during His earthly life Jesus was made perfect through His sufferings (v.10). But there's more. "Both [Jesus] who sanctifies and [we] who are being sanctified are all of one." Because of this oneness, Jesus is not ashamed to call us brothers and sisters (v.11).

In a body like ours, Jesus lived, worked, and overcame every obstacle, so He knows what it's like to be one of us. Having passed through all these experiences without sinning, He then went to heaven and is now our approachable High Priest at the throne of grace (vv.17-18; 4:14-16).

We all need someone who knows what it's like to be human yet has limitless power to help us overcome our human weaknesses. Jesus is that one. He longs to hear us speak His name and ask for His help. —Joanie Yoder

God lived as man, as one of us,
And understands our need for grace;
He is not distant nor detached
From all the trials that we face. —Sper

No one understands like Jesus.