Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... January, February and March 2015

January 1, 2015 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie; Meg33, Friends

[JustAmy]

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and those who enjoy poetry.
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[MEG33]

Thank you sjb...We are heading towards a 70s sunny weekend.

[left that other site]

#1520 is for you, too!

Have a delightful Gratituesday! :-)

[MEG33]

Cute!
We did not get as much rain as you did (about an inch and a third)...It’s brighter today but still cloudy.

[MEG33]

Amen

[luvie]

Gratitude is a quality similar to electricity: it must be produced and discharged and used up in order to exist at all.
~William Faulkner

[MEG33]

Love this!

[luvie]

Mine is up to 60....and I’m grateful for that! Just wish we’d gotten more rain out of all those clouds! LOL!

[luvie]

Thanks Megs! :)

I’m so grateful for Amy’s where we can express how we feel!

[NicknamedBob]

"I wish I could spread my 80 degree weather around."

Well, I'll tell you what. It was a gray, dismal day here, with rain all day, and wet, slippery roads and walkways. At times it was foggy, and you couldn't even tell which direction the sun lay in.

In other words, it was a wonderful day! Because it was above freezing.

[Kitty Mittens]

Thank you for the Daily Pings, Dear FRiends.

(((((Love and Hugs)))))

[The Mayor]

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Shocking Accessibility

March 11, 2015

You received the Spirit of adoption by whom we cry out, “Abba, Father.” —Romans 8:15

When John F. Kennedy was president of the US, photographers sometimes captured a winsome scene. Seated around the president’s desk in the Oval Office, cabinet members are debating matters of world consequence. Meanwhile, a toddler, the 2-year-old John-John, crawls around and inside the huge presidential desk, oblivious to White House protocol and the weighty matters of state. He is simply visiting his daddy.

That is the kind of shocking accessibility conveyed in the word Abba when Jesus said, “Abba, Father, all things are possible for You” (Mark 14:36). God may be the sovereign Lord of the universe, but through His Son, God became as approachable as any doting human father. In Romans 8, Paul brings the image of intimacy even closer. God’s Spirit lives inside us, he says, and when we do not know what we ought to pray “the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered” (v.26).

Jesus came to demonstrate that a perfect and holy God welcomes pleas for help from a widow with two mites and a Roman centurion and a miserable publican and a thief on a cross. We need only call out “Abba” or, failing that, simply groan. God has come that close to us.

We want to talk to God, but it can be difficult to find words to express the emotions of our heart. The Discovery Series booklet Let’s Pray may help. Read it online at www.discoveryseries.org/hp135

Prayer is an intimate conversation with our God.

INSIGHT: The indwelling presence of the Holy Spirit in our lives is the evidence that we are saved. The Holy Spirit is also called “the Spirit of God” and the “Spirit of Christ” (Rom. 8:9). Paul taught that the Spirit is the deposit that guarantees our salvation (Eph 1:13-14) and the source of our new life (Rom. 8:11). Assuring us that we are God’s children, the Holy Spirit enables us to affectionately call out to God, “Abba, Father” (v. 15). As “the Spirit of adoption” (v.15), the Spirit changes our status from slaves to sons (Gal. 4:6), giving us the full privileges of sonship—making us heirs of God and joint heirs with Christ (Rom. 8:17). The indwelling Spirit helps us to pray by interceding for us and with us (v. 26).

[MEG33]

Good Morning, Rus


For starting our day off right every day with Our Daily Bread.
I love this beautiful message.
I Appreciate You

[The Mayor]

Thank you Meg!

[MEG33]

~Welcome To Warm Fuzzy Wednesday~
At Amy's Place

Eastern Bluebird

The First Bluebird
By James Whitcomb Riley

Jest rain and snow! and rain again!
And dribble! drip! and blow!
Then snow! and thaw! and slush! and then
Some more rain and snow!

This morning I was 'most afeard
To wake up when, I jing!
I seen the sun shine out and heerd
The first bluebird of Spring!

Mother she'd raised the winder some;
And in acrost the orchurd come,
Soft as a angel's wing,
A breezy, treesy, beesy hum,
Too sweet fer anything!

The winter's shroud was rent a-part
The sun bust forth in glee,
And when that bluebird sung, my hart
Hopped out o' bed with me!

Wishing You A Springlike Day

[Jane Long]

Amen.

[Jane Long]

Love that Springtime poem, ((Meg)).

Hope your Wednesday is Warm and Fuzzy, indeed...to All ;-)

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It's Warm and Fuzzy Wednesday!

Let's DANCE!

((((HUGS))))

ML/LTOS

[MEG33]

Thank you, (((Jane)))

[MEG33]

Cute dancing kitties, (((ML))).

[left that other site]

I have only seen a REAL Bluebird once in my long life.

It was in Virginia, and i never forgot how incredibly lovely that little creature was!