Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. Mar.21 - Mar. 28, 2004

3-21-04 | JustAmy, St. Louie1 and Mama_Bear

[Dubya]

"I'm just too busy, Lord
To read your Word today."
I shuffled through the Bible,
Then put the Book away.

"I'm just too busy, Lord,
To take the time to pray."
I'm sure God will forgive me.
I'm just too rushed today.

"I'm just too busy, Lord
To help that friend in need."
I hear God's inner prompting,
But I've no time to heed.

"I'm just too busy, Lord,
To stop and worship You."
Today's the day I'm planning
For me, some things to do.

I had a dream one night.
I knocked on heaven's door.
An angry angel answered:
"What are you knocking for?

"God's far too busy now.
He has no time for you.
On earth you were too busy.
So now, God's busy, too."

He turned away from me.
I stood there all alone.
I felt such utter blackness,
The likes I've never known.

When I awoke next morning,
I knelt beside my bed:
"From now on, make me busy
For You, my Lord, instead."

Author Unknown

[The Mayor]

March 21, 2004

Thorns Or Roses?

Read: Numbers 14:1-11

When the people complained, it displeased the Lord. —Numbers 11:1

Bible In One Year: Joshua 7-9; Luke 1:21-38

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Two boys were eating some grapes. One of them remarked, "Aren't they sweet!" "I guess so," the other replied, "but they're full of seeds." Wandering into a garden, the first boy exclaimed, "Look at those big, beautiful red roses!" The other commented, "They're full of thorns!" It was a warm day, so they stopped at the store for a soft drink. After several swallows, the second youngster complained, "My bottle's half-empty already." The first quickly responded, "Mine's still half-full!"

Many people are like the negative-thinking boy in this story. They always look at life through dark glasses. Like the children of Israel in today's Scripture, they complain and grumble when they should be praising the Lord for His gracious provision. But thank God, not everyone is like that. There are people who concentrate on the bright side and are radiant, happy, and grateful. They are realistic about the somber side of life, but they don't pout and fret.

You can overcome negative thinking. No matter who you are or what your circumstances, there's always much to be grateful for. Think about God's love for you. Praise Him for His providential care. Then, instead of complaining about thorns, you'll be thankful for the roses. —Richard De Haan

Some folks see so many thorns,
They scarce can see one rose,
While others count two blossoms
For every thorn that grows. —Garrison

Instead of grumbling because you don't get what you want, be thankful you don't get what you deserve.

[The Mayor]

When the people complained, it displeased the Lord. —Numbers 11:1

Instead of grumbling because you don't get what you want, be thankful you don't get what you deserve.

[spatzie]

Today,(March 21st), is archy's birthday. No fair guessing ages! We love ya, archy!

"Blessed Lord, what it is to be young
To be of, to be for, be among-
Be enchanted, enthralled,
Be the caller, the called,
The singer, the song, and the sung."
(by David McCord)

Hbty!

[Victoria Delsoul]

Happy Sunday, everyone.

click on it

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi Mayor, I keep forgetting to add your name on my ping list, duh!

Hope you're having a great day.

[hookman]

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!

[hookman]

Heres trys this ones

[Kudsman]

Happy Sunday eve to you too Ms. Vicky.

[Jen]

Happy Monday FRiends! I know y'all are dying to find out that it's "Sing Out Day". So... on this auspicious occasion I'm going to sing Solo.
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so low nobody will hear me! ;-)



Have fun!

[KangarooJacqui]

It's already Monday afternoon here, and to quote the movie "Office Space", "Someone has a case of the Mondays".

That someone would be me. I don't feel like singing. I feel like screaming.

Actually, more accurately I feel like getting screaming drunk...

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

But, butt, Jiii-iiiiinnn! Aw, come on an sing with us! We'll sing so loud no one will be able to hear you. It's good for your soul.

[Jen]

Hi Jacqui! Sorry about your "case of the Mondays." Let me pour you a perfect Margarita before I head off to bed. I gotta get up too stinkin' early in the morning for this "owl gal" so I can get to work early tomorrow to finish an article I was supposed to finish this weekend. Hope your day gets better. I'll see you when I get off work tomorrow.

[Jen]

You are still being so bad!!! I wish I could hang out with you girlz, but I gotta get to bed. My weekend was good, but I didn't get everything done that I should have.

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

I gotta go too, BUTT I'm not ready for bed yet, still got a bunch to do. I wish you could sing some z's for me. Nightee night...

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

Hi Jacqui! I gotta go to bed too, BUTT (there's that big butt again! Jen says I'm bad, do you think so?) first I have a bunch to do before I go to bed and I'm so tired. Wish you could scream and drink for me! Hope I can FReep with you tomorrow!

[Jen]

Butt, you really should get to sleep! :)

[KangarooJacqui]

Screaming and getting drunk in your honour - your wish is my command. It's late afternoon here, and I say alcohol helps with my creative processess....

Heck, I might even get started on a painting tonight... or failing that, a poem...

FReepyers all later... Cheers

KJ

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi everybody. I'll be posting Amy's ping list today and tomorrow while she is on vacation.

Little Gidding V

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, remembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half heard, in the stillness
Between the two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always--
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of things shall be well
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.

-- T. S. Eliot

[Victoria Delsoul]

Hi Kuds! Are you able to post again or are you still working on your puter?