Tuesday, September 23, 2014

First Day of Autumn

Since today is the first official day of Autumn, I thought Carl Sandburg's poem would be perfect.

Autumn Movement 

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper sunburned woman,
the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.

The northwest winds comes and the yellow is torn full of holes, new beautiful things

Come in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind, and the things go,
not one lasts.

Carl Sandburg , 1878 - 1967

Monday, September 22, 2014

Monday Musings ... memories and enduring hope ...

“We have happy memories of the godly.”
Proverbs 10:7

Memories have a wonderful way of allowing us to be comforted by the life of a loved one that is no longer on this earth. In sharing memories or looking at pictures, we capture a time and for a moment in time we are able to experience a joy from the past.

Most importantly, I love this truth … “And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back with him believers who have died.  I Thessalonians 4:13 – 14 (NLT)

 We have a enduring hope and confidence …

Sunday, September 21, 2014

a tower of refuge to the poor

Oh LORD,  I will praise and honor your name,
For you are my God.
You do such wonderful things!
You plan them long ago,
and now you have accomplished them.
You turn mighty cities into heaps of ruin.
Cities with strong towers are turned into rubble.
Beautiful palaces in distant land disappear
and will never be rebuilt .
Therefore, strong nations will declare your glory;
ruthless nations will fear you.

But you are a tower of refuge to the poor, O LORD,
a tower of refuge to the needy in distress.
You are a refuge from the storm
and a shelter from the heat.
For the oppressive acts of ruthless people
are like a storm beating against a wall,
Or the relentless heat of the desert..
But you silence the roar of foreign nations.
As the shade of a cloud cools relentless heat,
So the boastful songs of a ruthless people are stilled.

Isaiah 25: 1 – 5 (New Living Translation)

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Saturday Song

small portion of lyrics  from the song, I Worship You

"I was lost 
but you came and found me ... 

 I was empty 
But you filled me ...

 I was broken 
but came and made me whole …"

Listen  Mary Mary's entire song on Y Tube  


Friday, September 19, 2014

Pet of the week, Tucker

Tucker is this week's pet. I met Tucker while he was walking in the neighborhood.  He looks
like a poodle, but he is a Goldendoodle. As you know, this breed is mix between a Poodle and a Golden Retriever. 

This breed is known for being energetic, friendly, intelligent, and trainable. 

Do you like Tucker's red bandanna? 

Thursday, September 18, 2014


I love stamps, notecards, cards and letters. What is more fun than writing an encouraging letter or note? Finding one in my mailbox!  This morning, I had the perfect pen for writing notes. The pen glided across the paper. I wrote little notes for most of the morning. Fun

Letter writing has almost become a lost art. Florence Isaacs has written a lovely book to help us capture the power of the note. The title of the book is  “Just a Note to Say … The Perfect Words for Every Occasion.

Before I read portions of this book, I remember lessons from my mother. My mother always stressed the importance of sending thank you notes. She was always acknowledging a gift, birthday or anniversary. She would often tuck money in her cards.  I treasure her notes.  

I had to chuckle when I read this quote from Orville Redenbacher.  He was talking about mail he received.

“Every once in a while, someone will mail me a single popcorn that didn’t pop.  I’ll get out a fresh kernel, tape it to a piece of paper and mail it back to them. “

Orville Redenbacher

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