Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... November, 2009

November 1, 2009 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[JustAmy]

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November 14, 2009

Joy In The Midst Of Grief

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READ: Ezra 3:10-13

The people could not discern the noise of the shout of joy from the noise of the weeping. —Ezra 3:13

After only a few art lessons, 10-year-old Joel decided to try his hand at painting a flower. By looking at a color photograph of a Rose of Sharon, Joel was able to paint a beautiful mixture of blue, purple, red, green, and white. This made the flower, which had been photographed on the day Joel’s aunt died, seem to come to life. To the family, his painting symbolized a bittersweet mixture of feelings. While it provided a lasting reminder of the loss they had suffered, it also carried a celebration of Joel’s newly discovered artistic gift. The painting gave joy in the midst of grief.

When the people of Judah returned to Jerusalem from captivity in Babylon, they too had a bittersweet experience. As they began rebuilding Solomon’s temple, many in the crowd sang songs of praise. At the same time, some older people, who had seen the beauty of the original temple that had been destroyed by war, wept aloud. We are told that “the people could not discern the noise of the shout of joy from the noise of the weeping” (Ezra 3:13).

Grieving can be like that. While there is sadness in looking back, it also includes a promise of joy in trusting God for the future. Even in a devastating loss, we have this hope: The Lord provides joy in the midst of grief.

We sorrow not as others do,
Whose hopes fade like the flowers;
There is a hope that’s born of God,
And such a hope is ours. —McNeil

Even in the bleakest times, Christians have the brightest hope.

Bible in One Year: Lamentations 3-5; Hebrews 10:19-39

[JustAmy]

November 14, 2009



Cat Kisses

Sandpaper kisses
on a cheek or a chin-
that is the way
for a day to begin!

Sandpaper kisses-
a cuddle and a purr.
I have an alarm clock
that's covered in fur!

~ Bobbi Katz ~

[lonestar]

That cat can't tell time! Can It?

Weinie

[Mama_Bear]

Good morning, all! Have a nice day.

[MEG33]

Precious poem and opening, Amy.


"Lookin for trouble"

Happy Caturday To Amy's Place

[yorkie]

HAPPY CATURDAY EVERYONE

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Rus.
Happy Caturday!

"We sorrow not as others do,
Whose hopes fade like the flowers;
There is a hope that’s born of God,
And such a hope is ours."
~McNeil~

Wonderful! Thank you for sharing ODB every morning.

Have a Blessed Weekend.

[JustAmy]

LOL
Happy Dog-ur-day, Weinie.
I think the pups helped the cat with the calendar and the clock. :)

Have a beautiful Dog-ur-Day.

[Mama_Bear]

One more Caturday post and then I am off to get some things done. Have a good one, y'all.

Come Saturday Morning The Sandpipers

[JustAmy]

Good morning, Lori.
Happy Caturday!

That cat has the prettiest eyes. Thank you.

Hope you are having a lovely day.
I think we are going into Fresno later this afternoon.
I need a printer cable; so we will also eat dinner while there.
Any excuse to eat out!:)

[Mama_Bear]

Any excuse to eat out!:)

I hear that! LOL. Enjoy your day. It's a beautiful, sunshiny one down here.

[ConorMacNessa]

HAPPY CATURDAY TO AMY’S PLACE!

Macavity - The Mystery Cat

Macavity's a Mystery Cat: he's called the Hidden Paw--
For he's the master criminal who can defy the Law.
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair:
For when they reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!

Macavity, Macavity, there's no on like Macavity,
He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,
And when you reach the scene of crime--Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air-
- But I tell you once and once again, Macavity's not there!

Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin;
You would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.
His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly doomed;
His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.
He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake;
And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity,
For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.
You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square--
But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there!

He's outwardly respectable. (They say he cheats at cards.)
And his footprints are not found in any file of Scotland Yard's.
And when the larder's looted, or the jewel-case is rifled,
Or when the milk is missing, or another Peke's been stifled,
Or the greenhouse glass is broken, and the trellis past repair--
Ay, there's the wonder of the thing! Macavity's not there!

And when the Foreign Office finds a Treaty's gone astray,
Or the Admiralty lose some plans and drawings by the way,
There may be a scap of paper in the hall or on the stair--
But it's useless of investigate--Macavity's not there!
And when the loss has been disclosed, the Secret Service say:
"It must have been Macavity!"--but he's a mile away.
You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
Or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.

Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macacity,
There never was a Cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.
He always has an alibit, or one or two to spare:
And whatever time the deed took place--MACAVITY WASN'T THERE!
And they say that all the Cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the Cat who all the time
Just controls their operations: the Napoleon of Crime!

a poem by T S Eliot

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!

L/Cpl Justin J. Swanson, USMC, KIA Afghanistan 10NOV2009

I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

Eternal Father, Strong to Save



Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace!
We who remain hold you in high honor.
Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct;
We who remain keep this place sacred.
Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades;
We who remain keep the watch.
Rest, fallen brother, amid these who heeded the Nation’s call;
We who remain press the fight forward in your name.
Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden;
We who remain have taken up the torch.
Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!



Taps

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[lonestar]

For Meeeeeeee? Thank you!

Weinie

[ConorMacNessa]

REST IN PEACE, FALLEN BROTHER!

Sgt. Charles I. Cartwright, USMC, KIA Afghanistan 7NOV2009

I have fought a good fight,
I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 (KJV)

Eternal Father, Strong to Save



Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in peace!
We who remain hold you in high honor.
Rest, fallen brother, in this sacred precinct;
We who remain keep this place sacred.
Rest, fallen brother, among these, your comrades;
We who remain keep the watch.
Rest, fallen brother, amid these who heeded the Nation’s call;
We who remain press the fight forward in your name.
Rest, fallen brother, lay down thy burden;
We who remain have taken up the torch.
Rest in Peace, fallen brother, rest in eternal peace!



Taps

Lamh Foistenach Abu!

[JustAmy]

Good afternoon, Meg. Thank you.

Your kitten looking for trouble is so cute.
Thank you for sharing.

Wishing you a carefree Caturday and a Blessed Sunday.

[JustAmy]

Good afternoon, Yorkie.

Finally getting back after fixing lunch.
We had left over Macaroni, tuna and cheese casserole.
Not sure what we are having for dinner.

Wishing you a restful, fun Dog-ur-day!

[JustAmy]

Ahhh ... cute graphic and beautiful music. Thanks for both, Lori.

Thank you for sharing your talent with us. I appreciate you.

[JustAmy]

We are also having a lovely sunshiny day. Trying to enjoy these days while we can. :)

[JustAmy]

Good afternoon, Conor.
Happy Caturday to you and yours.

Thank you for bringing rainbow cat back today.

Have a wonderful weekend.