Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. November 8-9, 2004

11-8-04 | JustAmy, St.Louie1, MamaBear, Billie

[Borax Queen]

When my vet was explaining about the orange gene being predominantly male, I think she said something about their dispositions too. You wouldn't think (I didn't) that a "mutt" type of kittie would have a certain disposition. At any rate, they are known to be sweethearts :) Sorry to hear about the cancer... how old was she?

[OESY]

Here's something I found interesting:

Radio Locator -- formerly the MIT list of radio stations on the Internet

[tuliptree76]

I'm not sure exactly how old she was - the vet thought she was somewhere around 8 or 9 when she passed on.

[The Mayor]

I found my ping list!

November 9, 2004

Hope For Worriers

Read: Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. —Psalm 23:1

Bible In One Year: Jeremiah 46-47; Hebrews 6

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Everyone worries occasionally, but I was once a "professional worrier." My daily preoccupation was mulling over my worries, one by one.

Then one day I had to face an uncomfortable medical test, and I was frantic with fear. Finally I decided that during the test I would focus on the first five words of Psalm 23, "The Lord is my shepherd." This exercise in meditation not only calmed me, but I gained several fresh insights. Later, as I slowly meditated through the entire psalm, the Lord gave me more insights. Eventually I was able to share at conferences what the Lord had taught me.

If you're a worrier, there's hope for you too! Rick Warren, author of The Purpose-Driven Life, wrote: "When you think about a problem over and over in your mind, that's called worry. When you think about God's Word over and over in your mind, that's meditation. If you know how to worry, you already know how to meditate!"

The more we meditate on God's Word, the less we need to worry. In Psalm 23, David meditated on his great Shepherd instead of worrying. Later, God chose him to be the shepherd of His people (Psalm 78:70-72). God uses those who can honestly say, "The Lord is my shepherd." —Joanie Yoder

When fear and worry test your faith
And anxious thoughts assail,
Remember God is in control
And He will never fail. —Sper

The more we think about God's Word, the less we'll think about our worries.

[OESY]

I love a parade!

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

I see Kemit, but where is Miss Piggy?

[SpookBrat]

Here's a cartoon for you. LOL

[JustAmy]

11-9-04
Graphic by MamaBear

RE/GENESIS

It was not an apple she ate, spilling
cold saliva, whistling alpha
and omega between its
buck teeth, a fat wormy gourd
with polished skin.

It was a blood orange,
pulsing like a heart, whose
burgundy juice chanted dark
requiems to her sun-brushed breasts
and baked clay thighs,

who sang of formulas and knowledge
not yet arcane, of the jelly
of quivering cells, foretelling ice,
flint, flame and wondrous mushrooms
sprouting in early cattle dung.

To unlock the fruit she had to push
her thumbs into it, transcend the
rind, dig deep into chambers hosting
secret elixirs and recipes for
embalming.

And when she reached the juice,
she not only knew she was
naked, but also unafraid

- Lisa Richter -

[JustAmy]

Graphic from St.Louie

May God Bless and Protect our military.
May He be with their families during this time.

[OESY]

She needs to lose some weight first.

[OESY]

A very insightful cartoon. LOL!

I guess Dems need to work on their message to "rural Christians" or engage in other flights of fantasy, if they are to meet expectations that they will wander the wilderness for next 40 years.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Say what?

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

That just means there's more of her to love.

; )

[OESY]

A tribute to the artistic neon sign

[international american]

My, how strange!

[JustAmy]

:)

I'm hoping someone will explain this poem to me! Is it comparing an orange to a woman?

Now you know why I need the poems written by you and NnB!!!

[international american]

ROTF......

[OESY]

Sorry, no explanations here:



Neon Rain at Midnight

My favorite intersection on rainy nights
is Lee Highway at Spout Run Drive,
where blooming Bradford pear trees
glow ghost-like under streetlights
as the road plunges into midnight

And neon lights on the corner pawn shop
splash images of blue and rose guitars
across shimmering wet black pavement
to the rhythmic flash of traffic lights
in bursts of red and green and gold

As the drug store's open-all-night sign
beckons in red beyond the parking lot
empty save a solitary police cruiser
and rainbow-colored pothole puddles
pretty as a painting on black velvet

~~ Carol Nation

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

The star of David is very appropriate.

[ST.LOUIE1]

Good morning, doll! You're lookin' mighty pretty ((((((Sis))))))

You brighten up the Finest today. : )