Twas the night before Christmas and all though the land
not a heart was stirring for the true Son on Man
The presents were all bought and stashed neath the tree
to be ripped open and discarded for a moment of glee.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Ipads danced in their heads.
And mamma in her guccis, and I in my sweats,
had just settled down with our credit card debt.
When out on the lawn there shown a bright light,
I sprang from my bed knowing something’s not right.
Get back from the windows I yelled with alarm
get the kids into the basement and bring me my guns
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But an Angel of God with a message so clear.
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Please untie the knots
that are in my mind,
my heart and my life.
Remove the have nots,
the can nots and the do nots
that I have in my mind.
Erase the will nots,
might nots that may find
a home in my heart.
Release me from the could nots,
would nots and
should nots that obstruct my life.
And most of all,
I ask that you remove from my mind,
my heart and my life all the am nots’
that I have allowed to hold me back,
especially the thought
that I am not good enough.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined See what you think:
‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’
Rebecca- age 8
‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’
I know patience is one of the fruits of the spirit but I have to confess to I lose mine whenever I hear the Creation/Evolution argument. Why? Because it’s the wrong argument. It’s not important how God created the universe – only that He did. A truth that is lost as soon as the debate starts.
If we are honest with ourselves we have to admit we don’t have the facts to prove the world is 7,000 years old. We are not going to convince someone who wants to argue the ‘facts’. All the scientific facts available say the Earth is 5 billion years old and the universe 15 billion. The sad truth is we will lose if we try to argue creation against evolution based upon available data – things we can see, measure and test.
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The tribal wisdom of the Lakota Indians, passed on from one generation to the next, says that when you are riding a dead horse, the best strategy is to dismount.
However, in modern enterprises, because the objectives of management are often illogically focused on the performance of a particular horse rather than rationally on the completion of the journey, other strategies sometimes have to be tried, including, but not limited to the following:
- Buying a stronger whip.
- Changing riders.
- Threatening the horse with termination.
- Appointing a committee to study the horse.
For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee:
My wife and I enjoy going to the Illinois Indian Powwow held annually in a nearby park. Last year our granddaughter joined us. She and Grandma spent over an hour at the craft tent creating a beautiful beaded hair clip with a feather on the end.
One Saturday not too long ago my wife and I made plans to take our grandaughter birthday shopping. So we picked up B from her parents and off we went with B wearing her beaded hair clip.
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I have no idea what it is about but it is fun to watch. A little disturbing, but worth it.
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