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

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

[JustAmy]

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[Quix]

THANKS TONS FOR YOUR KIND WORDS.

DOING UNTO OTHERS . . .

PRAYER PING FOR WHEELBARROW!

PRAYERS & HUGS FOR FREEPER WHEELBARROW! GOODNESS!

LORD, would you please be willing to send that I-HOP FULL SET OF NEW TEETH MIRACLE TO FREEPER WHEELBARROW?

In Jesus’ Name.

[oprahstheantichrist]

I thank you Lord that you are a God of healing, provision, and restoration. You are WHEELBARROW’s healer. You took our infirmities and bore our sicknesses. You said you heal all our diseases. You are WHEELBARROW’s provider. Those who seek you will not lack any good thing.

You will prosper him as his soul prospers. As we seek you first, you will add all things to us. All WHEELBARROW’s needs are met in Jesus.

You are the God of restoration. As we plead with you and walk pure and upright, you will rouse yourself on WHEELBARROW’s behalf and restore him to his rightful place. You will restore what the cankerworm has eaten up. You restore his soul.

I plead the blood of Jesus over WHEELBARROW’s body, mind, will, soul, and emotions.

We repent of all sins. WHEELBARROW will not fear the arrow by day or the terror by night.

I ask the Lord to send legions of angels to minister to WHEELBARROW, protect him, battle for him, minister healing and restoration, and to surround him in the name of Jesus. I ask the Lord to send him new teeth.

Lord, you cover his head; you have covered his head in the day of battle.

I thank you that the glory of the Lord is WHEELBARROW’s rear guard.

WE UNDAM ANY UNGODLY BLOCKAGES FROM PREVENTING WHAT THE LORD IS TRYING TO GET TO WHEELBARROW. HIM AND HIS FAMILY ARE POSITIONED FOR THE PURPOSES OF THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. THEY ARE IN THE RIGHT PLACES AT THE RIGHT TIMES. NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST THEM PROSPERS AND EVERY TONGUE THAT RISES AGAINST THEM THEY SHALL CONDEMN. WORD CURSES OF OTHERS SHALL BEAR NO FRUIT IN THEIR LIVES. HE IS FREE FROM ALL CURSES FOR JESUS CHRIST BECAME A CURSE FOR US AT CALVARY.

THEREFORE, WHEELBARROW IS ABUNDANTLY SUPPLIED, DIVINELY HEALTHY, COMPLETELY BEAUTIFUL, AND FULLY RESTORED. HE IS WHOLE AND THRIVING AS A TREE PLANTED BY THE DIVINE WATERS OF LIFE. JESUS IS THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE. HE ABIDES IN THE LORD JESUS CHRIST AND IS FRUITFULL.

WE HAVE A JOSHUA CALEB SPIRIT AND SEE THAT ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE FOR US BECAUSE WE BELIEVE. WE GO FORWARD AND POSSESS THE PROMISED LAND BY THE POWER OF YOUR MIGHT. IT IS NOT BY OUR MIGHT OR BY OUR POWER BUT IT IS BY YOUR SPIRIT. HOLY HOLY HOLY IS THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY. ALL GODS PROMISES ARE YES AND AMEN.

[ConorMacNessa]

HAPPY CATURDAY TO AMY’S PLACE!

Old Deuteronomy

OLD DEUTERONOMY'S lived a long time;
He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession.
He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme
A long while before Queen Victoria's accession.
Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives
And more--I am tempted to say, ninety-nine;
And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
And the village is proud of him in his decline.
At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy,
When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall,
The Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well, of all . . .
Things. . . Can it be . . . really! . . . No!. . . Yes!. . .
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My mind may be wandering, but I confess
I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!"

Old Deuteronomy sits in the street,
He sits in the High Street on market day;
The bullocks may bellow, the sheep they may bleat,
But the dogs and the herdsmen will turn them away.
The cars and the lorries run over the kerb,
And the villagers put up a notice: ROAD CLOSED--
So that nothing untoward may chance to disturb
Deuteronomy's rest when he feels so disposed
Or when he's engaged in domestic economy:
And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well, of all . . .
Things. . . Can it be . . . really! . . . No!. . . Yes!. . .
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My sight's unreliable, but I can guess
That the cause of the trouble is Old Deuteronomy!"

Old Deuteronomy lies on the floor
Of the Fox and French Horn for his afternoon sleep;
And when the men say: "There's just time for one more,"
Then the landlady from her back parlour will peep
And say: "New then, out you go, by the back door,
For Old Deuteronomy mustn't be woken--

I'll have the police if there's any uproar"--
And out they all shuffle, without a word spoken.
The digestive repose of that feline's gastronomy
Must never be broken, whatever befall:
And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well, of all . . .
Things. . . Can it be . . . really! . . . No!. . . Yes!. . .
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My legs may be tottery, I must go slow
And be careful of Old Deuteronomy!"

Of the awefull battle of the Pekes and the Pollicles:
together with some account of the participation of the
Pugs and the Poms, and the intervention of the Great
Rumpuscat
The Pekes and the Pollicles, everyone knows,
Are proud and implacable passionate foes;
It is always the same, wherever one goes.
And the Pugs and the Poms, although most people say
That they do not like fighting, yet once in a way,
They will now and again join in to the fray
And they
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you can hear them all over the Park.

Now on the occasion of which I shall speak
Almost nothing had happened for nearly a week
(And that's a long time for a Pol or a Peke).
The big Police Dog was away from his beat--
I don't know the reason, but most people think
He'd slipped into the Wellington Arms for a drink--
And no one at all was about on the street
When a Peke and a Pollicle happened to meet.
They did not advance, or exactly retreat,
But they glared at each other, and scraped their hind
feet,
And they started to
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you can hear them all over the Park.

Now the Peke, although people may say what they please,
Is no British Dog, but a Heathen Chinese.
And so all the Pekes, when they heard the uproar,
Some came to the window, some came to the door;
There were surely a dozen, more likely a score.
And together they started to grumble and wheeze
In their huffery-snuffery Heathen Chinese.
But a terrible din is what Pollicles like,
For your Pollicle Dog is a dour Yorkshire tyke,
And his braw Scottish cousins are snappers and biters,
And every dog-jack of them notable fighters;
And so they stepped out, with their pipers in order,
Playing When the Blue Bonnets Came Over the Border.
Then the Pugs and the Poms held no longer aloof,
But some from the balcony, some from the roof,
Joined in
To the din
With a
Bark bark bark bark
Bark bark BARK BARK
Until you can hear them all over the Park.

Now when these bold heroes together assembled,
That traffic all stopped, and the Underground trembled,
And some of the neighbours were so much afraid
That they started to ring up the Fire Brigade.
When suddenly, up from a small basement flat,
Why who should stalk out but the GREAT RUMPUSCAT.
His eyes were like fireballs fearfully blazing,
He gave a great yawn, and his jaws were amazing;
And when he looked out through the bars of the area,
You never saw anything fiercer or hairier.
And what with the glare of his eyes and his yawning,
The Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning.
He looked at the sky and he gave a great leap--
And they every last one of them scattered like sheep.

And when the Police Dog returned to his beat,
There wasn't a single one left in the street.



a poem by T S Eliot

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[GailA]

Well take heart men suffer from it too! And girls in their 20’s have droopy boobs from not wearing bras. LOL

Just remember if it blocks your vision, it’s a medical necessity, not a cosmetic procedure!

Don’t know if there are any facial exercises to prevent it, the rest of my face for 62 is not very bad, I sure don’t look it, except for the white hair, which started going that way in my 30’s. Hair dye and thyroid med don’t mix well it seems and turns your hair brassy looking no matter what color you dye it. So I quit doing that in my 40’s.

Every day I see a little improvement. Tomorrow I will be able to bend over at the waist..which means I’m back to normal activities, only need to protect my eyes until completely healed.

Enjoy

When God dips His pen of love in my heart
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IYbQCL0NCCw

[The Mayor]

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April 3, 2010

A New Normal

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READ: Romans 6:1-11

Just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life. —Romans 6:4

After my doctor announced that I had cancer, I tried to listen to what he said, but I couldn’t. I went home, pulled a blanket over my head, and fell asleep on the couch, as if sleeping could change the diagnosis.

When I finally gained enough strength to tell my loved ones, my friend Judy Schreur said something especially memorable. After expressing her sympathy, she said, “This is what will happen. You will feel really bad for 3 days. Then you will get up, figure out what you have to do, and get on with your life.” Then she added, “I think it has to do with death, burial, and resurrection.”

At the time, I didn’t believe it. I was sure that life as I knew it was over. Nothing would ever be the same. I couldn’t imagine feeling normal again. But she was right. Three days later I woke up and realized I didn’t feel quite so bad. And little by little, despite the physical misery of chemotherapy treatments, my emotional and spiritual condition improved significantly. I “died” to my old reality and was “raised” to a new normal.

Thankfully, God is in the business of resurrection. For those who have died in Christ, the death of one reality means resurrection to a new, glorious normal so that we can “walk in newness of life” (Rom. 6:4).

Jesus redeemed us and died in our stead;
In Him we died and rose from the dead.
No longer is death a thing that we dread;
The old is behind us, the new is ahead. —D. De Haan

To be “in Christ” is to share in His life, in His death, and in His resurrection.

Bible in One Year: Judges 19-21; Luke 7:31-50

[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!



Guardsman Michael Sweeney, First Battalion, The Coldstream Guards, KIA Afghanistan 1APR2010



I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

Flowers of the Forest



Black Watch Piper

The Soldier

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

Rupert Brooke



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Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[yorkie]

Nice poem for "Caturday", Conor.

[tiapam]

[tiapam]

Soooooooooooo CUTE!!! Thank you!

[tiapam]

Sounds good to me!!! Very SWEET! Thank you!

[MEG33]

LOL! I asked to have it deleted so I could center it but no luck so far..Thank you!

[MEG33]

Happy Caturday To Amy's Place

*Better take the picture quick...or you're in big trouble.*

Happy Easter Weekend

[yorkie]

What sweet little Easter kitties, tiapam~!

[yorkie]

Oh, Meg. That is so cute! (It was even cute the FIRST time)!

When AlGore invented the internet - he DELIBERATELY put all those brackets in HTML - just to complicate matters and keep us all in a constant state of confusion!!

[yorkie]

LOL! Meg, it looks like today just ISN’T gonna be YOUR DAY!!!

[MEG33]

I went back to check all my greetings for today to see if there are more..Just these two somehow I left off the center...LOL

[MEG33]

"Do You Love My Bonnet?

Happy Happy Easter

[MEG33]

There! all better