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Posted on 08/01/2011 2:29:55 AM PDT by JustAmy
July, 2005, Closing Thread
(Sept 26, 2008)
LAMENT OF WAR
by Jane Reinheimer
Did you pass
In the dark of night
While I waited
For first light?
Marked this way
While the dawn
Broke through the night
My mind burned
Memories of this place
Into my soul.
I knew that when
I walked out of the shadows,
Id never go back
To that dark place.
I stood on th shore
Of my life
And felt the future
Wash through me,
Bathing me in new places
That live deep inside.
I will always live
In this peaceful place
Its where our hearts
Sing their September sons.
I thought the dawn
Would be laughing at me.
Toward our foreverness.
Wait for me, my love,
Ill be home soon.
It’s where our hearts
Sing their September songs.
— Jane Reinheimer
A couple of songs:
Ms yorkie and Ms jaycee: I need some help. I've been writing a short Story and I've painted myself in a corner. If y'all have time, could you take a look at it and maybe give me some pointers on which way I should go with the plot?
Someone once said, The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. I like that; its a great reminder. In the book of Acts, Luke summarized Jesus earthly ministry by saying that He went about doing good (10:38).
What does the Bible mean when it tells us to do good? Jesus did good by teaching, healing, feeding, and comforting people. Using Jesus as the perfect example, His followers are called to meet the needs of others, including those who hate them: Love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you (Matt. 5:44; see also Luke 6:27-35). They are to serve their enemies without expecting anything in return.
Moreover, as opportunity arises, His followers are to do good especially to fellow believers (Gal. 6:10). They are not to let persecution, selfishness, and busyness cause them to forget to do good and to share what they have with others (Heb. 13:16).
To be like our Savior and His early followers, we should ask ourselves each day: What good thing can I do today in Jesus name? When we do good, we will be offering a sacrifice that pleases God (Heb. 13:16) and that draws people to Him (Matt. 5:16).
Read: Luke 6:27-36
Thank you. I’ll pass your comments on to Jane. She has been a writer for many, many years - primarily poetry and spiritual materials, including the Bible Studies on her web page. — QuintR
Such a cute graphic! Thank you! Hope you have a great August 1st.!!
Heavenly Father, teach us thy way and help us ... each of us to know thee and serve thee right where we are all day everyday. Forgive us Father for our sins. Help us to love our brethren. One by one. Everyday,. Thou are our provider, sustain er, protection, refuge, fortress, healer, and our strength. ‘ God is Our all in all.’ Thank thee father for thy loving kindness, tender mercies, faithfulness, righteousness, holy and worthy are thee, LORD Thank thee, LORD. for thy gracious, love and grace, in Jesus name, amen.
We all are to obey God's instructions. One by one. Their is no corporate salvation, *********************************************************** The miracle of feeding the 5000 is told in all 4 0f the gospels.
Chickens should learn to talk because nobody ever said let’s go get a bucket of parrot.”
Dog: “They keep putting the lid down on the big water bowl.”
Goldfish: “Just because I have a three-second memory, they don’t think I’ll mind eating the same fish flakes ... Oh boy! Fish flakes!”
Dog: “Man, why do they keep rubbing my nose in it? I already KNOW whose it is!”
Goldfish: “The knight never comes out of the castle to fight me for dominion over the fish tank. So I must continue patrolling, for I am lord and master!”
Parrot: “Tease, tease, tease! But do those greedy clowns ever really give me a cracker? I DON”T THINK SO!”
Cat: “Why are these people in my house?”
Goldfish: “Oh, tap-tap-tap! There’s a new one!”
I am out of Hosp. now. They say I have cancer. To big to operate.
Finishing up our work at a trade show in San Diego, my co-worker Maureen and I decided to go sightseeing across the border in Tijuana, Mexico. While there, we went shopping and bought a few pieces of clay kitchenware.
As we crossed back into the United States, a customs official asked if we had anything of value to report.
“Not really,” Maureen replied, digging in her bag for the bean crock she had purchased.
Everyone around us froze as she continued, “I only bought a little pot.”
Two ardent fishermen met on their vacation and began swapping stories about the different places they had fished, the kind of tackle used, the best bait, and finally about some of the fish they had caught. One of them told of a vicious battle he once had with a 300-pound salmon.
The other man listened attentively. He frankly admitted he had never caught anything quite that big. However, he told about the time his hook snagged a lantern from the depths of a lake. He said: “the lantern carried a tag proving it was
lost back in 1912. But the strangest thing of all was the fact that It was a waterproof lantern and the light was still lit inside of it!”
For a long time the first man said nothing. Then he took one long deep breath and then said to the other man, “I’ll tell you what I’ll do,” he said slowly.
“I’ll take 200 pounds off my fish, if you’ll put out the light in your lantern.”
Differences Between Men and Women
NICKNAMES: If Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle go out for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle. But if Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Useless.
EATING OUT: And when the check comes, Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack will each throw in $20 bills, even though it’s only for $22.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their check, out come the pocket calculators.
BATHROOMS: A man has six items in his bathroom-a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman’s bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.
GROCERIES: A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes out to the store and buys these things. A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lime and a soda. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tighter than the Clampett’s car on Beverly Hillbillies. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane.
SHOES: When preparing for work, a woman will put on a Mondi wool suit, then slip on Reebok sneakers. She will carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag from Saks. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under the desk. A man will wear the same pair of shoes all day.
CATS: Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren’t looking, men tell cats to shut up.
DRESSING UP: A woman will dress up to: go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, get the mail. A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals.
LAUNDRY: Women do laundry every couple of days. A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do his laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the Laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the Laundromat. This is a myth perpetuated by re-runs of old episodes of “Love, American Style.”
OFFSPRING: Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.
Dubya, you offer us all so much inspiration and laughter, every day. I will continue in prayer for you, for a miraculous and full recovery. *HUGS* and heartfelt prayer for you, our dear, dear FRiend!
I’m truly sorry to hear this news,Dubya! I’m at loss for words right now, but will continue to pray for a miracle!
Dubya, I just read your post and so sorry about your news. I hope they can try other things to shrink it. I wish there were appropriate words for me to express my sympathy for you.
We will all be with you in prayer every day and if your want us to do more, just say so! We will not forget you for one moment....we can pray this away, I’m hoping. ((((Hugs))))
The Beach sounds GREAT! (But alas, we are having T-Storms today...I have to go to work, and Linda’s all upset about the thunderboomers. )
I love this..LOL
Well...she’s a Florida Doggie. She will have to get USED to it I guess! LOL
I just saw your post, dear FRiend, and am praying for you RIGHT NOW.
Yorkie, that is so beautiful for Dubya! I’ve had a tough day and things haven’t worked for me to get on here to post anything. Ashley just left and we talked a while and I swear the minute I sat down here, my back doorbell rang. Its a man to measure my gutters. So I will see you sometime! My back is hurting and I need to rest a while. Woe is me...LOLOL!
I had picked out a graphic earlier to post and its still waiting at tinypic. Do you have these days???? ((((Hugs))))
I also love this graphic you posted today. I’ve been trying to post something all day and it hasn’t worked out. Read my post to yorkie and you’ll understand.
I am sad to read this news Dubya, my FRiend we have never met except here on FR. Yet over the years we have communicated off and on forum we have built a relationship and share an enormous Faith in our Lord and Savior Christ Jesus. You are in my thoughts and Prayers my FRiend.
Prayers up my FRiend, nothing is to big for HIM to remove.
We pray oh, Lord, father of us all that you will remove this cancer from our dear, dear, friend. Earthly doctors may give up, but we know YOU are the most powerful physician in the universe and nothing is beyond Your power. In the name of Your Son, our Savior, Amen.
Hope things slow down..I have an ice pack on my back.
Get rest, dear Jaycee..
Thank you, Meg. I did lay down and was too restless to sleep but I rested 30 minutes. That helps a lot.
Thats wonderful, Gail!
my html skills are only minor compared to most who do graphics here.
The FBI had an opening for an assassin .
After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists; Two men and a woman.
For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun.
‘We must know that you will follow our instructions no matter what the circumstances. Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair ... Kill her!!’
The man said, ‘You can’t be serious. I could never shoot my wife.’
The agent said, ‘Then you’re not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home.’
The second man was given the same instructions.
He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes.
The man came out with tears in his eyes, ‘I tried, but I can’t kill my wife.’ The agent said, ‘You don’t have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.’
Finally, it was the woman’s turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband.
She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow.
‘This gun is loaded with blanks’ she said. ‘I had to beat him to death with the chair.’
Women are crazy. Don’t mess with them