Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. May 10 - 11, 2004

5-10-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear and Billie

[JustAmy]

Welcome To....


'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets
and those who enjoy poetry. 'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.
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Never Forget!



Howdy!
I'm the mouser at Amy's Place. Amy named me 'cootblanch'.... (don't ask why. hahaha)







Amy's personal guardian ~
the always charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf




Many thanks for stopping by. : )

[JustAmy]

; )

Crowded but plenty of room for a couple more!

Good morning, CG.

Have a fun Monday and a great week.

[The Mayor]

How long will You hide Your face from me. —Psalm 13:1

When living under clouds of adversity, remember that the sun is still shining.

[The Mayor]

May 10, 2004

Postcard Christianity

Read: Psalm 13

How long will You hide Your face from me. —Psalm 13:1

Bible In One Year: 2 Kings 10-12; John 1:29-51

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When my husband and I visited Mt. Rainier, the highest point in the continental United States, I expected to see some spectacular sights. But for 2 days the mountain remained shrouded in clouds. So instead of taking pictures, I bought postcards.

Our vacation caused me to question the way I portray my faith to people around me. Do I present a "postcard" view of Christianity? Do I give the false impression that my life is always sunny—that my view of God is always clear?

That's not what David did. In the passion-filled poetry of Psalm 13, he admitted that he couldn't see God and didn't understand what He was doing (v.1). But by the end of his prayer, he was certain that what he couldn't see was nevertheless there because he had seen it before in God's bountiful care (vv.5-6).

Christians are like people living at the foot of Mt. Rainier. They've seen the mountain before, so they know it exists even when clouds are covering it.

When suffering or confusion obscures our view of God, we can be honest with others about our doubts. But we can also express our confidence that the Lord is still there by recalling times we've witnessed His grandeur and goodness. That's better than postcard Christianity. —Julie Ackerman Link

God, give us wings to rise above
The clouds of trial that block the sun,
To soar above gray skies and see
The love and goodness of Your Son. —Sper

When living under clouds of adversity, remember that the sun is still shining.

[Conspiracy Guy]

I called some friends over. But we need to open the windows.

I'll have a good week and I know you will too.

[xsmommy]

loved your mom's day pomes. : )

[Conspiracy Guy]

I had to email Mom's to Cinnicinatti (my baby sister lives there). My parents went up for my nephew's graduation from Kent State.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Then it worked : )

[NicknamedBob]

"Christians are like people living at the foot of Mt. Rainier. They've seen the mountain before, so they know it exists even when clouds are covering it."

Thanks for reminding us to lift up our eyes to the Heavens, from whence cometh our strength, even on those days that seem so dark.

[MeekOneGOP]

You have a great day, too ! :^)

[MeekOneGOP]

I added the Snowboard Boy to my pic .....

[MeekOneGOP]

hehe! :^)

[MeekOneGOP]

hehe ! Mornin' ! :^)

[The Mayor]

Amen Bob

[Billie]

This is so cute, and clever! Pumpkin Seed indeed! I love the cottage and the words!

When you enter Amy’s Place, it’s bigger in than out, 
So step inside but don’t forget to give your friends a shout. 
The more we have attending here, the bigger it will get, 
So just keep right on piling in, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!

Amy's Place keeps getting bigger and better!

[Billie]

Amy and CG - who could *not* laugh, seeing the fun those two little boys are having! Your poem is so cute, CG!

[Billie]

Seeee......better and better. Amy's got her own jukebox now. :)

[Conspiracy Guy]

No room for prolonged sadness in my life.

Thanks

[Darksheare]

I'm in.

[Billie]

This is a new poem by Elenheru - always as much fun for me to illustrate the poems as it is seeing how the poets interpret the graphics. (Which comes first? the chicken or the egg? the poem or the picture?) :)

LA

Director of Lights.
Runner of Machines.
Owner of the Badge.
Angelic, Devilish, Flighty.
City of Free Will.
They tell me you are dirty and I have seen the littered
           grounds, parks unfit for footstep.
They tell me you are unruly and I have seen the East
           and the West, their guns ablaze.
Having seen it all I scorn the scorners with a sharp
           tongue:
Show me a place where the crowds are thicker and
           the midnight lights are brighter.
Tell me who can stand
           more proud?
Here is a suited man pinned against the world.
Quick as a tiger in sharp pursuit running among
           the towers.
Communing.
Planning.
Commercing.
Forming. Debating. Expanding
Eyes glittering in the sun full of life and energy.
Surging as ecstatic as a runner approching the goal line.
The eyes of the people glitter with,
           Energy.
Director of Lights.
Runner of Machines.
Owner of the Badge.

copyright ~ elenheru 2004

[Darksheare]

Sometimes the picture is the poem.
*chuckle*