Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... February, 2009

2-1-09 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[yorkie]

You’re right - but I liked the part that said, “our immoral president”, and liked that sentence so much, I decided to post it anyway.

[Lady Jag]

His parents were immoral, why shouldn’t he be?

[The Mayor]

Freep mail me to be on or off the Daily Bread ping list

February 25, 2009

Okello’s Story, Our Story

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READ: Luke 5:12-16

[Jesus] put out His hand and touched [the leper]. —Luke 5:13

My friend Roxanne has had some impressive jobs in her life. She has covered the Olympics as a reporter. She has worked in Washington, DC, for noted people and companies. For years, she has written articles about top Christian athletes. But none of those jobs can compare with what she is doing now: giving the love of Jesus to children in Uganda.

What are her days like? Consider the rainy Thursday when she walked the muddy pathway to a cancer ward. Once inside, she scooped up little Okello, whose arms bore sores from poor IV care and whose body raged with a high fever. She carried him to the office of the only cancer doctor in the building and stayed with him until he got help and his condition stabilized.

Jesus, our example, spent His entire ministry among the suffering, healing them and bringing them the good news of God’s love (Luke 7:21-22).

How significant are the jobs we do? Sure, it’s vital to make a living to support ourselves and our families. But is there something we can do to help relieve the suffering in our world of pain? We may not be able to move to Uganda like Roxanne, but we can all find ways to assist someone. In whose life will you make a difference?

God uses us to show His love
To people caught in life’s despair;
Our deeds of kindness open doors
To talk of God and His great care. —Sper

One measure of our likeness to Christ is our sensitivity to the suffering of others.

Bible in One Year: Numbers 12-14; Mark 5:21-43

[GodBlessUSA]

Good Morning Jaycee
Thanks for the lovely pansies yesterday! :) Has your snow melted? I was relieved we only had rain over the weekend.
Have a terrific day!

[GodBlessUSA]

(((Lady Jag))) :)

[GodBlessUSA]

Good Morning The Mayor :)
Thank you!
Have a great day!

[GodBlessUSA]

Lovley! Meg :)
Busy week for me also. Making up for not doing chores last week when Booboo was off. Wishing you a wonderful day!

[jaycee]

Good Morning to you, GeeBee!

Snow is all gone. Weather today is supposed to be upper 50’s,lower 60’s, and maybe 3 days of that before it turns cold again. I will take any warm spell I can get...LOL!
Have a good day! I’m getting hungry for breakfast!

[JustAmy]

February 25, 2009



Graphic by Billie

[WayzataJOHNN]

“She will not want this snake.”

My mom didn’t like my rattler “Harvey’ either. I got my dog the next day, especially after I told her I’d have to catch field mice to feed the snake and bugs to feed the tarantula I could get from a buddy for just five bucks. (and how I could keep it in my bedroom in a fruit jar.)

I really ;oved that dog, and I called him ‘Lucky’!

[WayzataJOHNN]

Yes I was that bad!

[jaycee]

Have a Warm and Fuzzy Wednesday! Is He Sweet or What?

[jaycee]

This is so darling...that first face of the little boys’s was so sad ‘wanting a dog’. Then I read the poem and how cute it was....when I got to the bottom and then saw the mischievous face and the snake, it made my day! I guess Mum came through!

[JustAmy]

LOL
Good morning, JOHNN.

When I read the poem, I remembered little boys and their pets.
Sounds like you were pretty typical (mischievous).

Have a Warm Fuzzy Wednesday.

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Jaycee.
Isn't that Graphic and poem adorable?
I fell in love with that kid.
I'd let him have a dog. :)

What is on your schedule for today?
I will try to finish some paperwork.

Wishing you a Warm Fuzzy Wednesday.

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Rus.
Good message again this morning. Thank you for sharing.

Wishing you a beautiful Warm Fuzzy Wednesday.

[yorkie]

Oh, did this poem (and pictures) bring back memories. My boys used to go to the Resivoir and ‘snake hunt’. One time, the big snake they caught, escaped, and we tore the house apart looking for it, to no avail. A week passed (with very little sleep), and then it was laundry day. You guessed it. The snake was coiled up in the center of the soiled clothes in the hamper. You could have heard Mom’s scream in the next town.

Another time, they caught a big green snake, and, by now, the rule was the snake had to be kept in a screen cage, in the garage. One morning, I went to the garage, and there must have been a hundred baby snakes, slithering everywhere! (The new little critters slid right through the openings of the screen wire.)

That was it! No more snakes. (mice came next - that story for another day....)

Thank you Billie, and Amy for the pictures and poem today.

[jaycee]

I have some work to get done today and also must go pay some taxes and write a couple of checks....things I hate to do! I have a lot in the house to do that I keep putting off until ‘tomorrow’.

[yorkie]

Oh, would I love a chocolate lab! They are great dogs!

[jaycee]

Great story, yorkie! I have a snake tale too but don’t have time now. Mine is funny (after it was over) but not funny when it happened! LOL! See ya later!