Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. July 21-22, 2004

7-21-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear and Billie

[JustAmy]

Hi, Laura Earl.

Sorry that things were so hectic that I didn't get back to you. I hope you had a wonderful Wednesday.

CG must be busy. I understand busy! :(

I've been hoping for a poem or two.

I guess more and more companies are putting some kind of blocks on the internet sites. We will miss you during the day.

Hope you have a terrific Thursday!!

[JustAmy]

Hi Tulip.

I was AWOL much of Wednesday. It looks like the Place was pretty quiet. I'm not sure whether Thursday will be much better. I have some errands that I can't continue ignoring.

Have a great Thursday!

[JustAmy]

I'd seen part of that but not all points. I received it via email today. I forwarded it to several people before posting it.

[Mama_Bear]

Today has been really hectic. I visited the Finest long enough to read your intro. I will get back sometime to read more of the thread.

Hey, that's okay. You have your hands full over here being the attentive 'hostess with the most-est' that you are.

I guess we are going to have to go back to Virginia, we missed so much. I wanted to go to Jamestown.....we were so close, but just ran out of time.

Thanks for coming over to the Finest when I know you are so busy. Wouldn't it be nice if we had several more hours in our day? Just think what we could accomplish and, just think how much more tired we would be at the end of it! LOL. :-)

[Mama_Bear]

There were 39 combat related killings in Iraq during the month of January..... in the fair city of Detroit (Michigan) there were 35 murders in the month of January. That's one American city folks, about as deadly as the entire war torn country of Iraq!

Sure puts things in perspective, doesn't it?

[JustAmy]

LOL

"just think how much more tired we would be at the end of it!"

Isn't that the truth!

I think I'm going to go sleep for awhile before putting tomorrow's welcome mat out.

Instead of playing hostess today, Marissa and I had an unbirthday party. We baked an unbirthday cake, lit candles and sang Happy Birthday Dear Nobody.

[Mama_Bear]

Instead of playing hostess today, Marissa and I had an unbirthday party. We baked an unbirthday cake, lit candles and sang Happy Birthday Dear Nobody.

That is so cute!! Marissa is blessed to have such a caring Auntie Amy. :-)

[JustAmy]

It certainly does.

The news media continually tells us how many casualties we are suffering. It would help if they would also cite other statistics like the number of murders in our large cities.

Can't you just hear Dan Rather ..... 3 soldiers were killed in Iraq today and 5 people were murdered in Detroit. Never happen!!

[The Mayor]

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[The Mayor]

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[The Mayor]

July 22, 2004

No Sale

Read: Acts 8:9-25

Peter said to him,“Your money perish with you, because you thought that the gift of God could be purchased with money!” —Acts 8:20

Bible In One Year: Psalms 31-32; Acts 23:16-35

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Police officers in St. Louis have had at least one easy arrest. It occurred at the back door of the police station when a drunk driver pulled his car right up to the booking window, thinking he was at Burger King. After attempting to place his order at what he thought was a drive-up window, the surprised driver was arrested by the booking officer and charged with drunk driving.

A man named Simon also got the surprise of his life. According to Acts 8, he was a former sorcerer in Samaria before becoming a follower of Christ. His surprise came when he walked up to the apostles and offered them money. He wanted them to give him the power to lay hands on people and impart to them the Holy Spirit. The apostle Peter emphatically refused, and accused him of being under the influence of something worse than alcohol.

Peter wasn’t overreacting. It’s dangerous to think that the power of the Holy Spirit is like a product that can be bought and sold. The Spirit’s work is a gift of God that is freely given on the basis of faith, and faith alone. He has given us His Spirit to accomplish His purposes, not ours. The Spirit cannot be bought or bargained for.

Thank You, Lord, for the gift of Your Spirit. —Mart De Haan

Holy Spirit, all divine,
Dwell within this heart of mine;
Cast down every idol throne,
Reign supreme and reign alone. —Reed



We don’t need more of the Spirit; the Spirit needs more of us.

[MeekOneGOP]

Mornin', everybody ! Happy Thursday !

Have a cup while you Freep !

[MeekOneGOP]

Here are the pics from my nephew Yujing's (Eugene) wedding (Ming's son).
Her name is Aujing (you can call her Judy, if you like):

"I pronounce you man and wife."

"You may kiss the bride."

What a nice couple they make. Aujing is such a sweet young lady too.

[OESY]

I wish I were on vacation.

You beak for us spoth. Meanwhile, it's Spoonerism Day!

• Tease my ears (Ease my tears)
• A lack of pies (A pack of lies)
• It's roaring with pain (It's pouring with rain)
• Wave the sails (Save the whales)
• Cat flap (Flat cap)
• Bad salad (Sad ballad)
• Mean as custard (Keen as mustard)
• Plaster man (Master plan)
• Pleating and humming (Heating and plumbing)
• Trim your snow tail (Trim your toe nails)
• Birthington's washday (Washington's Birthday)
• Trail snacks (Snail tracks)
• Bottle in front of me (Frontal Lobotomy)
• Sale of two titties (Tale of two cities)
• Rental Deceptionist (Dental Receptionist)
• Flock of bats (Block of flats)
• Chewing the doors (Doing the chores)

[OESY]

Prinderella and the Cince
by Colonel Stoopnagle

Here, indeed, is a story that'll make your cresh fleep. It will give you poose gimples. Think of a poor little glip of a surl, prairie vitty, who, just because she had two sisty uglers, had to flop the more, clinkle the shuvvers out of the stitchen cove and do all the other chasty nores, while her soamly histers went to a drancy bess fall. Wasn't that a shirty dame?

Well, to make a long shorry stort, this youngless hapster was chewing her doors one day, when who should suddenly appear but a garry fawdmother. Beeling very fadly for this witty prafe, she happed her clands, said a couple of waggic merds, and in the ash of a flybrow, Cinderella* was transformed into a bavaging reauty.

And out at the sturbcone stood a nagmificent coalden goach, made of a pipe rellow yumpkin. The gaudy fairmother told her to hop in and dive to the drance, but added that she must positively be mid by homelight. So, overmoash with accumtion, she fanked the tharry from the hottom of her bart, bimed acloard, the driver whacked his crip, and off they went in a dowd of clust.

Soon they came to a casterful wundel, where a pransome hince was possing a tarty for the teeple of the pown. Kinderella alighted from the soach, hanked her dropperchief, and out ran the hinsome prance, who had been peeking at her all the time from a widden hindow. The sugly isters stood bylently sigh, not sinderizing Reckognella in her goyal rarments.

Well, to make a long shorty still storer, the nince went absolutely pruts over the pruvvly lincess. After several dowers of antsing, he was ayzier than crevver. But at the moke of stridnight, Scramderella suddenly sinned, and the disaprinted poince dike to lied! He had forgotten to ask the nincess her prame! But as she went stunning down the long reps, she slicked off one of the glass kippers she was wearing, and the pounce princed upon it with eeming glize.

The next day he tied all over trown to find the lainty daydy whose foot slitted that fipper. And the ditty prame with the only fit that footed was none other than our layding leedy. So she finally prairied the mince, and they happed livily after everward.

* Parze pleedon me for nelling the spame in such a morrect cranner.

[OESY]

Congratulations to the happy couple!

May a house of love be always yours,
May you heed each others’ wishes
May pleasures come in twos and fours
And quarrels end in kisses.

[tuliptree76]

Hi Amy. I wasn't around much yesterday, either. I just stopped by when I could. I hope you have a great day today.

[tuliptree76]

Good Morning, Mayor. Thank you again for the scripture posts.

[tuliptree76]

LOL! Happy Spoonerism Day! Now for my attempt at it...

I knever new there was thuch a sing. I searn lomething dew every nay.

(Did I do that correctly?)

[tuliptree76]

Hi TS! Ping to post #54. It's Spoonerism Day! I think you might enjoy this. ;)

I yope hou have a deat gray. I'm troing to gy out nat thew DVD mayer in a plinute and wen thork on pry moject until I have to go to tork wonight. Talk to lou yater.

Hehehehehe. :D