Friday, November 18, 2022
Sunday, November 13, 2022
Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, "Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother or sister who sins against me? Up to seven times?" Jesus answered, "I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times."
Monday, August 22, 2022
Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, so in Christ we... have different gifts according to the grace given to each of us.
Romans 12:4-6 NIV
Thought for the Day: Each person has a part to play in serving God.
Thought for the Day: What a difference gratitude to God can make!
Friday, September 17, 2021
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour."
By William Blake, Auguries of Innocence
But their idols are silver and gold,
made by human hands.
Tuesday, May 18, 2021
A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, 'Teacher, don't you care if we drown?'
Friday, May 14, 2021
It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat; for God gives rest to his loved ones.
Wednesday, April 28, 2021
Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe. It is not enough that a thing be possible for it to be believed. Quote by Voltaire
For we live by faith, not by sight.
2 Corinthians 5:7 NIV
Tuesday, April 27, 2021
Sunday, April 25, 2021
Spring is here and nature has a rebirth and renewal of new growth, bright colors and perfect skies.
'Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your minds, so that you may discern what is the will of God--what is good and acceptable and perfect.'
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Monday, March 2, 2015
To Be One with Each Other
by George Eliot
"What greater thing is there for two human souls
than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen
each other in all labor, to minister to each other in all sorrow,
to share with each other in all gladness,
to be one with each other in the
silent unspoken memories?"
Mary Anne Evans (22 November 1819 – 22 December 1880), was better known by her pen name George Eliot. She was an English novelist and one of the leading writers of the Victorian era. Her novels, largely set in provincial England, are well known for their realism and psychological insight.
She used a male pen name to ensure that her works were taken seriously. Female authors published freely under their own names, but Eliot wanted to ensure that she was not seen as merely a writer of romances.
These pictures are from Princess Park Preserve. I like to express the beauty of my photos with poems and literary work. "Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson about giving everything to love. It is also about the death of his wife and he still loved her with all his heart and he shows his love every day.
"Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson. This poem is about giving everything to love. However, it's also about the death of his wife. He speaks of this with the lines "As a self of purer clay, / Tho' her parting dims the day, / Stealing grace from all alive,". However, he still loves her with all his heart. He shows his love every day and obeys his hearts true love for everything around him.
Give All to Love" is a poem written by Ralph Waldo Emerson. This poem is about giving everything to love. However, it's also about the death of his wife. He speaks of this with the lines "As a self of purer clay, / Tho' her parting dims the day, / Stealing grace from all alive,". However, he still loves her with all his heart. He shows his love every day and obeys his hearts true love for everything around him
Give All to Love
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
’T is a brave master;
It was never for the mean;
Leave all for love;
Cling with life to the maid;
Though thou loved her as thyself,
Friday, January 24, 2014
Thursday, May 23, 2013
This is the road that leads to several Eagle nests in Princess Preserve Park of Flagler County. I saw several young eagles but I did not see any large birds. I have visited the Eagle site several times and still have not been fortunate to see the larger adults.
Walt Whitman had never seen the bald eagle's courtship ritual called cartwheeling. He wrote "The Dalliance of the Eagles" based on the description a friend had given him of this extraordinary display. In the poem "The Dalliance of the Eagles" he had a deeper meaning then the courtship of eagles. It symbolizes that as humans, we are courting with death for the thrill of being and the joy of living. Most of us want something that safe living does not provide. We all want to cartwheel through life uncertain if this will be our very last moment. It gives us living in this moment. It does not mean we should go out and live dangerously, but look deeper to find that which is our deepest longing. Then chase it passionately.
THE DALLIANCE OF THE EAGLES
by Walt Whitman 1880
Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)
Skyward in the air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together,
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,
In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,
Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,
A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
She hers, he his, pursuing.
Whitman is regarded as one of America’s most significant nineteenth century poets. Born on Long Island, Whitman grew up in Brooklyn and received limited formal education. His occupations during his lifetime included printer, schoolteacher, reporter, and editor. Whitman’s self-published Leaves of Grass was inspired in part by his travels through the American frontier. As the first writer of truly American poetry, Whitman’s legacy endures and he has influenced many poets of the twentieth century.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
There once was an oyster
Whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand
Had got into his shell.
It was only a grain,
But it gave him great pain.
For oysters have feelings
Although they’re so plain.
Now, did he berate
The harsh working of fate
That had brought him
To such a deplorable state?
Did he curse at the government,
Cry for election,
And claim that the sea should
Have given him protection?
No – he sad to himself
As he lay on a shell,
Since I cannot remove it,
I shall try to improve it.
Now the years have rolled around,
As the years always do,
And he came to his ultimate
Destiny – stew.
And the small grain of sand
That had bothered him so
Was a beautiful pearl
All richly aglow.
Now the tale has a moral;
For isn’t it grand
What an oyster can do
With a morsel of sand?
What couldn’t we do
If we’d only begin
With some of the things
That get under our skin.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
The Green Trail has an old wooden bridge crossing the creek flowing to the Matanzas River. There is a small island, a salt marsh, that the bridge connects to the mainland. Along the trail were rustic benches surrounded by palms and oak trees with limbs hanging heavily with thick Spanish moss.
The Bridge Builder
Source: Father: An Anthology of Verse (EP Dutton & Company, 1931)
Will Allen Dromgoole was born in Murfreesboro, Tennessee. A prolific author who wrote novels, plays, and more than 8,000 poems, she was the author of the best-selling novel The Island of the Beautiful (1911).