Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... April, 2010

April 1, 2010 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

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Never Forget!





Bad Penny



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the ever charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf




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[ConorMacNessa]

Here's a shot of the Azalea in my front yard taken yesterday:



Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[ConorMacNessa]

HAPPY THURSDAY TO AMY’S PLACE!

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Sunset, Blasket Islands, Co. Kerry, Ireland

Enjoy your Thursday!!!

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[MEG33]

This is gorgeous, Conor!!!

[jaycee]

Thanks, Meg!

[jaycee]

Appreciate that. I didn’t have a daughter but I was a daughter and I know the love my Mom and I had for each other is beyond belief.

[The Mayor]

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April 15, 2010

Agents Of Change

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READ: 2 Timothy 2:19-26

If anyone cleanses himself . . . , he will be a vessel for honor, sanctified and useful for the Master, prepared for every good work. —2 Timothy 2:21

With 4 years of seminary under my belt, I walked into my first ministry with a long agenda. As a new pastor, I thought I was there to change that place. Instead, God used that place to change me.

The board members were supportive, but they relentlessly kept my feet to the fire in administrative details. I needed to learn how to work with lay leadership, how to be careful in my work, and how to dream with others.

We often think God has assigned us to change the world around us when in reality He is interested in changing us. Why? To make each of us “a vessel for honor, sanctified and useful for the Master, prepared for every good work” (2 Tim. 2:21). God often uses the most unlikely people in the most unlikely places to teach us some of life’s most difficult lessons. And just when we think we’ve arrived, He is instructing us further.

Not long ago I entered a new season of ministry. I may be a “seasoned veteran,” but I’m still learning, still growing, and still amazed at how God continues to shape this vessel for His noble purposes.

If you want to be an agent of change, don’t resist the true Agent of Change. He has your best interest—and His—at heart!

What changes we would love to make
In others’ lives, for Jesus’ sake!
But first we must learn at His feet
The things that will make us complete. —Branon

Only when we are changed can we be agents of change.

Bible in One Year: 1 Samuel 27-29; Luke 13:1-22

[JustAmy]

April 15, 2010



Graphic by MamaBear

Home, Sweet Home

'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home;
A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there,
Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!

An exile from home, splendor dazzles in vain;
Oh, give me my lowly thatched cottage again!
The birds singing gayly, that come at my call --
Give me them -- and the peace of mind, dearer than all!
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!

I gaze on the moon as I tread the drear wild,
And feel that my mother now thinks of her child,
As she looks on that moon from our own cottage door
Thro' the woodbine, whose fragrance shall cheer me no more.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!

How sweet 'tis to sit 'neath a fond father's smile,
And the caress of a mother to soothe and beguile!
Let others delight mid new pleasures to roam,
But give me, oh, give me, the pleasures of home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!

To thee I'll return, overburdened with care;
The heart's dearest solace will smile on me there;
No more from that cottage again will I roam;
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
Home, home, sweet, sweet, home!
There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!

John Howard Payne

[JustAmy]

Jaycee, these roses are beautiful.

Thank you.

[JustAmy]

LOL

I also went out yesterday but this morning, I’m in.

Happy Thursday, Tiapam.

[JustAmy]

LOL

Well I added several fragrant herbs. :)

[JustAmy]

* smile *

This is sooo cute. Thanks.

[JustAmy]

Happy Thursday, Meg.

Thank you for the compliments and the darling graphic.

[JustAmy]

:^)

Thanks.

[JustAmy]

Oh My!!!

These are beautiful, Conor. Thank you for sharing.

Have a fun Thursday.

[JustAmy]

Thank you, Conor. Happy Thursday to you.

Will you get to attend the DC Tea Party today? I wish I were there.

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Rus.

Thank you for sharing another ODB scripture today.

Have a delightful Thursday.

[ConorMacNessa]

Can make it - have to work today.

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[yorkie]

Lori and Amy, I love today's opening!
The bicycle and the words to that song
Reminded me of this graphic that I had saved:

BE IT EVER SO HUMBLE,
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

[tiapam]

Thanks Amy, I thought so too! Happy Thursday!!!!

[tiapam]

LOLLOLLOLLOL!!!! You are soooooooo funny, Yorkie!!!