Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. June 14-15, 2004

6-14-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear and Billie

[JustAmy]

Poetry and Potpourri made its debut on September 22, 2003

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[JustAmy]

6-14-04
Graphic by MamaBear

What’cha Dune?

What’s better than a caravan,
Off to Amy’s Place?
An oasis that will welcome you,
With pleasantries and grace.

Come in and rest under her tent,
And cool your fevered brow,
Especially for those intense,
To share their verse somehow!

A poet in the desert,
Oh, what a mournful thought,
So Amy bids you rest a spell,
And see what we have brought!!

NicknamedBob . . . June 10, 2004
© 2004

[cyborg]

Good morning JA :)

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Cyborg.

Geeze it is almost lunch time in your area. Did you think I was planning to sleep all day? ;~)

Have a nice lunch and a wonderful day.

[cyborg]

LOL you have a good day too

[JustAmy]

Thank you for this beautiful Welcome Graphic. The colors are wonderful.

Wishing you a fun, relaxing, pain-free day. :)

[Diver Dave]

Mornin' Amy. Hope y'all have a GREAT Flag Day.

[JustAmy]

Thank you!!

[Conspiracy Guy]

What ewe dune?

[NicknamedBob]

You know, I couldn't top what you said about shear genius, so I didn't try.

I'm thinking I should complete the unfinished chapters of books two and three. Laura Earl will kick my butt if I don't have them ready for her, after she reads the first one.

I could let two go as it is, but it's only 80,000 words. Seems kinda sparse. My personal favorite is three.

Did you finish up your Reagan Poems?

[JustAmy]

[The Mayor]

We are . . . well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.-2 Corinthians 5:8

For the Christian, death is the doorway to Glory.

[The Mayor]

June 14, 2004

Ascended!

Read: 2 Corinthians 5:1-8

We are . . . well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.—2 Corinthians 5:8

Bible In One Year: Ezra 9-10; Acts 1

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Joseph Parker (1830-1902) was a beloved English preacher. When his wife died, he didn't have the customary wording inscribed on her gravestone. Instead of the word died followed by the date of her death, he chose the word ascended.

Parker found great comfort in being reminded that though his wife's body had been placed in the grave, the "real" Mrs. Parker had been transported to heaven and into the presence of her Savior. When Parker himself died, his friends made sure that his gravestone read:

ASCENDED NOVEMBER 28, 1902

When a believing loved one dies, or when we ourselves face the process of dying, there's great comfort in the fact
that "to be absent from the body" is "to be present with the Lord" (2 Corinthians 5:8)

Death for us is not a dark journey into the unknown. It is not a lonely walk into a strange and friendless place. Rather, it is a glorious transition from the trials of earth into the joys of heaven, where we will be reunited with our loved ones in Christ who have gone before. Best of all, we will enjoy the presence of our Lord forever.

Yes, when a believer dies, the body is buried but not the soul. It has ascended! —Richard De Haan

Oh, how blessed is the promise
When our spirit is set free:
To be absent from the body
Means to live, O Lord, with Thee! —Bosch

For the Christian, death is the doorway to Glory.

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin', everybody ! Happy Monday !

Have a cup while you Freep !

[JustAmy]

God Save the Flag

Washed in the blood of the brave and the blooming,
Snatched from the altars of insolent foes,
Burning with star-fires, but never consuming,
Flash its broad ribbons of lily and rose.

Vainly the prophets of Baal would rend it,
Vainly his worshippers pray for its fall;
Thousands have died for it, millions defend it,
Emblem of justice and mercy to all;

Justice that reddens the sky with her terrors,
Mercy that comes with her white-handed train,
Soothing all passions, redeeming all errors,
Sheathing the sabre and breaking the chain.

Borne on the deluge of all usurpations,
Drifted our Ark o'er the desolate seas,
Bearing the rainbow of hope to the nations,
Torn from the storm-cloud and flung to the breeze!

God bless the Flag and its loyal defenders,
While its broad folds o'er the battle-field wave,
Till the dim star-wreath rekindle its splendors,
Washed from its stains in the blood of the brave!

... Oliver Wendell Holmes ...

[MeekOneGOP]

[Conspiracy Guy]

I haven't taken the time to write much since Fri. LE does want to read your book.

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank you so much for the precious poem and graphic

[NicknamedBob]

Final corrections, (I hope) have been posted to the publisher. I will keep you informed.

[NicknamedBob]

Amy, have we posted my "Faded Flags" yet?

Today seems like a good day for it.