[JustAmy]

8-4-04
Graphic by MamaBear

Your Table is Waiting

Your place awaits in morning light,
The coffee has been brewed just right.
Sit down and have a cup or two,
And let us share a poem with you.

You needn’t dress a special way,
We’re glad to see you this fine day.
Come share a moment with a friend,
And carry joy to daylight’s end.

For every minute you spend here,
A dozen more are filled with cheer,
And though you cannot stay all day,
We’re glad you chose to come our way.

NicknamedBob . . . . April 18, 2004
© 2004

[JustAmy]

Graphic by MamaBear

Black Coffee

It grows on little bushes,
Not trees or even vine.
The bean needs to be roasted,
Then brewed into fine wine.
Colombia, does grow the best,
I like mine mountain grown.
No cream, no sugar in it,
Starbucks, yeech, I moan.
Just hot and fresh and in a cup,
I really like it black.
You keep your Cappuccino,
I’d want my money back.

Conspiracy Guy 11/04/03
aka DIF © 2003

[Pippin]

Good Morning Amy!

[PGalt]

Thanks for the ping Amy. Hello & Goodbye...off to work.

[The Mayor]

August 4, 2004

Morning, Noon, Night

Read: Psalm 55:16-23

Evening and morning and at noon I will pray, and cry aloud, and He shall hear my voice. —Psalm 55:17

Bible In One Year: Psalms 66-67; Romans 7

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In May 2003, a powerful earthquake struck northern Algeria. TV news images showed distraught people searching the rubble for survivors, while others numbly visited hospitals and morgues to see if their loved ones were alive or dead. Families stood together weeping and crying out for help. Their burden of uncertainty and grief could be seen, heard, and felt.

If you've experienced an intense feeling of loss, you'll appreciate the words of David in Psalm 55, penned during a painful time in his life. Oppressed by the wicked, hated by his enemies, and betrayed by a friend, David spoke of the anxiety and anguish that threatened to crush his spirit: "Fearfulness and trembling have come upon me, and horror has overwhelmed me" (v.5).

But instead of caving in to fear, David poured out his heart to God: "As for me, I will call upon God, and the Lord shall save me. Evening and morning and at noon I will pray, and cry aloud, and He shall hear my voice" (vv.16-17).

Prayer lifts our eyes from personal tragedy to the compassion of God. It enables us to cast our burdens on the Lord instead of breaking under their weight. When our hearts are filled with pain, it's good to call on God in prayer—morning, noon, and night. —David McCasland

What a Friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer. —Scriven

In prayer, God hears more than words; He listens to your heart.

[Alamo-Girl]

Thank y'all so much for the beautiful poem and graphic!

[Billie]

Such a pretty graphic, and I love the poem to go with it. (I think you have posted it before, but it's STILL pretty!)

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

I finally made it to what is currently being called 'the present'.

[tuliptree76]

Good afternoon! I hope you are all having a good day today. I'm doing fine. I missed work this morning because I got to hear the president speak.