To: ST.LOUIE1; Mama_Bear; Billie; DollyCali; La Enchiladita; dutchess; Aquamarine; GodBlessUSA; OESY; ..
Graphic by Billie
To A Butterfly
Ive watched you now a full half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower;
And, little Butterfly! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! - not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!
This plot of orchard-ground is ours;
My trees they are, my Sisters flowers;
Here rest your wing when they are weary;
Here lodge as in a sanctuary!
Come often to us, fear no wrong;
Sit near us on the bough!
Well talk of sunshine and of song,
And summer days, when we were young;
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.
Stay near medo not take thy flight!
A little longer stay in sight!
Much converse do I find in thee,
Historian of my infancy!
Float near me; do not yet depart!
Dead times revive in thee:
Thou bringst, gay creature as thou art!
A solemn image to my heart,
My fathers family!
Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days,
The time, when, in our childish plays,
My sister Emmeline and I
Together chased the butterfly!
A very hunter did I rush
Upon the prey:with leaps and springs
I followed on from brake to bush;
But she, God love her, feared to brush
The dust from off its wings.
William Wordsworth
2 posted on
11/01/2008 12:39:27 AM PDT by
JustAmy
(I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)
To: JustAmy; Billie
Gorgeous!
I remember once when I was little, in the fall. We had a huge oak tree in the yard. I noticed that it was...wiggling. On closer inspection, the entire canopy was covered with Monarchs. They were on their way to Mexico. They stayed for a day or two and then they were gone. It was the coolest thing. There must have been thousands, and it opened up a whole new world to a curious little girl!
To: JustAmy; Billie; dutchess; GodBlessUSA; deadhead; jaycee; LUV W; mathluv; DollyCali; Dubya; Gabz; ..
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November 1, 2008
Gimme It!
My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways. Isaiah 55:8
I heard the screams long before I could see him, but as I wheeled my grocery cart around to the next aisle of the store, there he was!
With angry tears streaming out of squinty eyes, the little boy was shouting, Gimme it! His mom glanced at me for a moment. I wont debate the merits of her actions, but, embarrassed and worn down, she grabbed the cheap trinket and tossed it into her cart.
I think I recognized that kid. He looked a lot like me. Yes, Ive often been the willful child. And sometimes Ive even pleaded with God, Why not? Why cant I have it? On occasion, Gods given me what I wanted, but not because I wore Him down. No, I think He wanted me to see what happens when I put myself in charge.
What we think is best is not necessarily the best that God desires for us. In Isaiah 55:8, the Lord said, My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways.
In his book Days of Grace, tennis champion Arthur Ashe paraphrased James 1:5 when he wrote this advice to his young daughter: Ask God for the wisdom to know what is right, what God wants done, and the will to do it.
Thats just the kind of sincere prayer that God wants to hear from His children.
We cant presume to know whats best
When we begin to pray;
So we must ask, What honors God?
Then seek His will and way. Sper
If God doesnt give us what we ask for, we can be sure that He has something far better.
Bible in One Year:
James 15; Proverbs 12:1-14
9 posted on
11/01/2008 7:08:43 AM PDT by
The Mayor
( In Gods works we see His hand; in His Word we hear His heart)
To: JustAmy; yorkie; OESY; MEG33; jaycee; Mama_Bear; The Mayor; ST.LOUIE1; Billie; ConorMacNessa; ...
Good morning Amy's Place!
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There is nothing quite like a sunrise On a chilly November morning Bundled up in a coat and scarf Just freshly awake and yawning
Sometimes a little fog will drift Along a nearby pond Awesome colors fill the sky Above the windmill and beyond
Tiny chirps from the trees above Tell you birds are rising too Air so crisp and freshly delicious Visible drops of morning dew
Its a perfect way to start the day With an early morning surprise When startling colors swipe across The sky of a November sunrise!
Marilyn Lott
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12 posted on
11/01/2008 9:24:13 AM PDT by
Lady Jag
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To: JustAmy; Billie; FRiends
Flying by to say the opening is gorgeous..I still have company..
See you tomorrow.
26 posted on
11/01/2008 1:10:50 PM PDT by
MEG33
(God Bless Our Military)
To: JustAmy; Billie; LUV W; Diver Dave; All; FRiends
Oh, Amy and
Billie, your Post is Breathtaking; one of the Loveliest I've Ever Seen. I Also Loved the Pics you Took of the Butterflies, Amy.
Thank you to Everyone for the Pings and Neat Posts, and LUV W, your #34 is So Right On!! Diver Dave, I Loved your Pic of Studley; he's Adorable.
62 posted on
11/01/2008 6:39:40 PM PDT by
Kitty Mittens
(To God Be All Excellent Praise!!)
To: JustAmy; Billie
Gorgeous opening, Amy and Billie...outstanding! As always!
63 posted on
11/01/2008 6:41:25 PM PDT by
jaycee
("God's love still stands when all else has fallen.")
To: JustAmy
Oh so butterfly full/beauty full/beautiful!!!
85 posted on
11/01/2008 7:39:41 PM PDT by
Majie Purple
(O(h)blah,blah,blahma must not make it in to 1600 Pensylvania Ave.Please God,forbid it! In JESUS name)
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