
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Joyeux Noel...

...and Feliz Navidad, Buon Natale, Nollaig Shona Duit--Merry Christmas!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
What Your Child REALLY Wants for Christmas...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEfIBrzRZeM
It's not the school's job; it's not the community's job; it's not the pastor's job; it's not the daycare's job---it's your job. If God has blessed you with children, he expects you to raise them, to train them up, to teach them and to model integrity for them. You are the one to show them love and affection, to give them the gift of listening and caring, to create for them the safety of boundaries and consequences. Fine clothes and the latest gadgets are nice to have, but they can never ever replace YOU.
Saturday, December 18, 2010

Ed Ames
Long ago, in another day,
A donkey cried in his donkey way,
"I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful,
what good to anyone am I?"
"Other animals are big and strong,
or rare, or filled with an animal song,
but I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful,
what good to anyone am I?"
Heaven cried,
"Donkey, you can carry;
will you carry Mary?
Angels for your guide..."
On Christmas morn', in the stable hay,
The donkey smiled in his donkey way.
"I feel beautiful, I feel beautiful,
as beautiful as anyone am I...
as beautiful as anyone
am I."
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Cold
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thanksgiving 2010
Psalm 107:1
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. As it was in the beginning, as it is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen

Our family had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner a little early, on Tuesday instead of Thursday, so that all of us could be together. I count the chance to be with one another as one of the greatest blessings we could receive. None of us is guaranteed a tomorrow, so the time we have together is precious.
And this is a great mystery of life,so brief and bittersweet. To be thankful for this heartrendingly beautiful broken world and our crooked sojourn in it.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Spring and Fall: To a young child

Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves, líke the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you wíll weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sórrow's spríngs áre the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It ís the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
Gerard Manley Hopkins
photo courtesy of Magnolia House
November 22: Justin Matthew
HE’LL TAKE CARE OF YOU (Mother's Lullaby)
Words & Music by David Meece
Hush little child -- wipe that tear from your eye
Don't you be scared of the dark
For someone is watching to guard as you sleep
Protecting each moment you grow
Chorus:
He'll take care of you, my darling, he loves you
He'll take care of you, my darling, for me
He'll take care of you and love you forever and ever
He'll take care of you, my darling, for me.
Moonlight casts shadows on warm summer nights
And the winter wind whispers through the whistling brush
There's no need to worry; He'll stay by your side
And nothing can touch you but love
photo courtesy of highschoolconfidential



