Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

The newsletter devoted to spreading love and cultural awareness around the world.

August 13, 2006

Today’s Queue Stories

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THE WORLD PEACE WE YEN FOR (June 2006)

GEORGEWATERS OJEIGBE – Lagos, Nigeria

gojiegbe@jhplc.com

Our zeal for freedom and peace is mighty.  We have done a great recommendations to governments even though our yen and long for is very simple; it is possible for us to have what we have longed for.  We are humans and we can decide on what we want for our beautiful planet earth.  Mostly, we are adults who have wisdom to reason what is good and what is evil; and decide to follow peace with everyone; nations and races.  There is a BUT!

Right from the day the first man and woman (ADAM & EVE) failed the master, the world has never known peace and I am afraid it will never, for as long as this old planet remains.  The word ‘PEACE’ is always for a short while, followed by the ‘uncalled for’ caused by us humans.  I could cry for millions who ungenuinely lost their lives in those traumic days, I feel for them, I feel for the suckling babies that were killed even right in the arms of their mothers, I feel for the mother who lost all her children, I feel for the husband who also lost his families.  What about an entire race wiped out on their own land and what about the lost kingdoms?  Peace, peace, peace, but can the earth until it is renewed ever be fortified from violence?

Waking with the down in sorrows as the incidence of 9/11 is no more news.  Fortification is now the news.  There have always been two forces, the good and the evil; the light and the dark and the battle field is the planet earth.  Who bears the pains, the souls on this beautiful world.

The greed of one man enslaves the souls of millions.  The irony of it all is that the cone-men will all die to face the supreme court that is much more than Hughes in Holland.  

The older the planet the more violent it becomes.  Peace is fast disappearing.  Just for a moment, look around you.  Check the youths, check their morals.  Even look into most churches; church that is supposed to be the salt of nations, it is fast loosing its purpose; deviating from the original message to preach peace, to tell the world of Jesus’ love.  Instead its new aim is to hypnotize, configure; and program minds of faithful through a slim line labeled ‘the new generational church heading toward prosperity’  It has failed to make faithful understand that there is a life after this planet.  Jesus Christ is my emulator.  I pray everyday to open the few eyes to steadfast on the true meaning of Christianity.  Yet we cry for peace when the scroll is being changed (gay marriage in the church and it kind).

If we only talk about terrorism what about our homes!  Starts from our children, look into their future, imaging one of them being the future president of a great nation like AMERICA.  What violence awaits this devastating planet!  I fear for the future but I will steadfast in the my faith.  I understand prophesies; which we are all going through whether you like it or not.  All what is happening today is all in that old scroll.  They have been documented for us to see, to understand, and to mend our ways.

For as there ought to be two sexes; male and female, so is the end of everyone going to be.  He that has the mark of the beast and he that has the mark of the master of the universe will exist but it is your choice, my choice our choice to know who to follow till the end.

My last word, the word PEACE has always been preached from time immemorial yet the world is still very far from it.  Probably peace awaits the new earth!

The question now is ‘WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE?”  It is something to ponder.  Close your eyes for a moment think through your life till now.  Finally try to think into the future.  What is in store for us all?

THE END! 

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Article Review

George Waters Ojeigbe

A NEW WEAPON IN THE WAR ON TERROR

by Johann Christoph Arnold:  Your zeal for freedom and peace is mighty.  You have done a great write up.  There are many of you out there in the world who also long for peace and freedom.  Our yen and long for is very simple; it is possible for us to have what we have longed for.  We are humans and we can decide on what we want for our beautiful planet earth.  Mostly, we are adults who have wisdom to reason what is good and evil, and to decide to follow peace with everyone; nations and races.  There is a BUT!

Right from the day the first man and woman (ADAM & EVE) failed the master, the world has never known peace and I am afraid it will never for as long as this old planet remains.  The word ‘PEACE’ is always for a short while, followed by the ‘uncalled for’ caused by us humans.  I can cry for millions who ungenuinely lost their lives in those traumic days, I feel for them, I feel for the suckling babies that were killed even right in the arms of their mothers, I feel for the mother who lost all her children, I feel for the husband who also lost all his families.  What about an entire race wiped out on their own land and what about the lost kingdoms?  Peace, peace, peace, but can the earth until it is renewed ever be fortified from violence?

The older the planet the more violent it becomes.  Peace is fast disappearing.  Just for a moment, look around you.  Check the youths, check their morals.  Even look into most churches; church that is supposed to be the salt of nations, it is fast loosing its purpose; deviating from the original message to preach peace, to tell the world of Jesus’ love.  Instead its new aim is to hypnotize, configure; and program minds of faithful through a slim line label ‘the new generational church heading toward prosperity’ and has failed to make faithful understand that there is a life after this planet.  Jesus Christ is my emulator, I pray everyday to open the few eyes to steadfast on the true meaning of Christianity.  Yet we cry for peace when the scroll is being changed (gay marriage in the church and it kind).

If we only talk about terrorism what about our homes.  Starts from our children, look into their future, imaging one of them being the future president of a great nation like AMERICA.  What violence awaits this devastating planet!  I fear for the future but I will steadfast in the my faith.  I understand prophesies; which we are all going through whether you like it or not.  All what is happening today is all in that old scroll.  It has been documented for us to see, to understand, and to mend our ways.

For as there ought to be two sexes; male and female so is the end of everyone going to be.  He that has the mark of the beast and he that has the mark of the master of the universe will exist but it is your choice, my choice our choice to know who to follow till the end.

My last word, the word PEACE has always been preached from time immemorial yet the world is still very far from it. 

The question now is ‘WILL THERE EVER BE PEACE?”  It is something to ponder.  Close your eyes for a moment think through your life till now, finally try and think into the future.  What is in store for us all?

MAY THE PEACE OF THE HEAVEN MAJESTY BE WITH EACH ONE OF US, IN JESUS NAME – AMEN!

GEORGEWATERS OJEIGBE – Lagos, Nigeria

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America You Say!

Stella Thompson

It was only yesterday I was discussing with "Family" the in's and out's of life in Palo Alto, around the corner from San Jose in California:

Incumbent upon me then to remember the line drawn between fact and fiction - there was a fascination with the place in and around the 1970s ... all our friends were there and it was post 196Os ... so off we went and shared a SAAB which was mine three times a week!

I enjoyed enormously driving in and around Palo Alto: in fact I was recalling only yesterday,  my day for use of the SAAB ... I got it out and took my children over to this town in California and we went into a Health Cafe which sold only juices!  It was very hot in comparison to England ... so juice was ordered all round and the two little ones were delighted with the special attention served them by the then very young waitress staff!  On another occasion, we were invited out to dine at a very fashionable Japanese restaurant in Palo Alto and you can imagine our delight when the
little ones were presented with wonderfully upholstered leather chairs with their own cushions,
and they were made much of  the Host who was Greek at that period in time!  There was one of those lovely old wishing wells ... but it had a Japanese twist to its inception; the water came back the way it went ... is the best way of describing it: it was like a medieval mill that ground the water down, round and back in an ebb and flowing motion.  Certainly it fascinated the little ones and kept them busy all evening just watching the motion of the wheel and water and then eating some Japanese fish!  Of course it was all a big occasion as I was there for only a few months and everything had to be done in a quick and efficient manner.

The most memorable aspect of this stay in the United States of America was that our Villa in the sun had two swimming pools ... such luxury was unheard of  ... it was like being veritably a Hollywood Film Star or an International World Celebrity!  We moved from pool to pool effortlessly.

Out to Santa Cruz with some American friends was a great treat during the week and we spent the afternoon on the California sands at a Beach house!

Where did we go then ... well like everyone else to Disney Land and had a great time all round.  I still recall with affection the moments spent watching  The Walt Disney Parade ... such fun ... such magic... time spent in the United States of America all those years ago I nostalgically look back on as a "once in a lifetime event".

From:
SM THOMPSON:
smtompson@yahoo.com

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Poetry Section

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Numb?

Mary Dees

Will I go so far,

That only emptiness remains?

Will I speak for my demons,

When there is nothing to gain?

Will my pride make me silent,

Or will the door swing wide open?

Revealing all of my faults,

And all the wrong paths I've chosen.

Or will I wallow there,

Where dread has a face?

Till I'm numb once again,

And think love is a waste.

NO! My hopes will not settle,

When I know happiness is there.

Waiting in the darkness,

In need of my care.

With my fate still hungry,

My mouth waters for life.

I will bask in its glory

And I will handle the price.

I will unveil my laughter,

And pull my dreams off there shelf.

I will clip the weeds from the path,

That leads to myself.

By Mary M. Dees

marlena7694@yahoo.com

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The Graveyard

Mary Dees

Under there,

Far below.

Do they rest?

How can we know?

On mounded earth,

Some fear to tread.

One thing is sure,

Here lies the dead.

A far away song,

A crow I hear.

The sound of souls,

Resounding here.

My skin tightens,

Against the chilling air.

Blanketing this moment,

I become aware.

Laying among us,

All together.

A place to laugh,

Or cry together.

Families, strangers,

Neighbors or lovers,

Mom's and Dad's.

Sister's and brother's.

Sharing this ground,

It's all the same,

We all will go back,

From which we came.

By Mary M. Dees

marlena7694@yahoo.com

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~ His Time Here ~

Mary Dees

14 years ago, last week,

And over half my life behind me.

Marks the memories I've tucked away,

That always seem to find me.

Maybe it was the color of blue,

Or loud pipes in the distance.

Closing my eyes.. there it was.

His Nova, my first remembrance.

Pulling up all calm and cool,

A crooked smile, always his crime.

"Get in girl..What cha waiting for?

I ain't got much time!

Swallowing hard..I did it,

I slid across his seat.

Scorching hot the summer sun,

Burning my legs with heat.

Screeching out of the drive,

I thought my mom would faint.

The wind swept under my dampened hair,

I was his canvas wet with paint.

Pulling over just a few miles ahead,

He stopped and then he asked ;

Would you be the one to remember me,

If I live my life too fast.

"Chris you know your crazy" I said,

Why would I ever say goodbye?

Loving you is what I'm here to do,

Then he bowed his head and he cried.

Around the corner in my memory,

My heart now plagued with the words I felt.

For his vary life was taken away,

On that dreadfully day of June 12th.

I've kept my promise from 92, .

Although recalling in my mind.

His words that would forever ring true,

"Girl I ain't got much time"

How true it is, our time is measured,

I learned this early on.

I know now to love in life,

Befor it's chance is gone.

I am thankful to have shared the time,

That God seemed to allow.

With a Friend as dear as time itself,

That rests in heaven now.

By Mary M. Dees

marlena7694@yahoo.com

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