Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

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

September 28, 2006

Today’s announcements

Happy Birthday Jan Verhoeff may your day bring you special surprises, love and joy: janverhoeff@yahoo.com

Please Keep my doggie Katie in your thoughts and prayers. She is having a rough go of it.  She is very young but my vet mis-diagnosed her....arrrgh. He said she had tick fever, but she may have cancer.

She is in the best hands in the state.  B.J. Cassady: BJ.Cassady@af-group.com

Hello Carol,

I would like to send a prayer request to you, so you can put it out in Storytime Tapestry. I really really need your help and the help of loving thoughts!

David and I just got married. It is a few days ago that we talked about our dreams, our hopes, our goals. We laughed together and danced together till our feet were bleeding. We had the best time, the wonderful, magical day of fall. We decided that we want children soon. We found more love and deep feelings we ever thought we could carry. And now it looks like David will have to go. He is still a Reservist and he is thinking about going back active duty, because the jobsituation for American mechanics here in Germany is not the best anymore. Well, anyway, the Reserves are deploying for Iraq, and with the Acitve Duty Army his chances on getting deployed are high as well. Maybe Afghanistan, maybe Iraq as well. I have a bad feeling, but I also have a strong love growing inside my heart. It grows stronger every day, like a young tree. And I want to ask you to help me make this tree grow stronger and stronger. I want you to help me protect it.

Please, pray for me and David. Pray for me, so I can keep him with me, away from this wrong war. Please send your love and your light to keep us and all the other lovers safe! Please think of David and me and help me keep him away from danger.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP!

Saskia

saskiaofthewoods@yahoo.de

Now onto the good stuff!

Today’s Queue Stories

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The Perfect Host

Carol Meeks

My recent study of the book of Revelations has changed my opinion of heaven
and what it will be like up there with all the saints. After my Community
Bible Class, I realized it will not be all singing, all fun, and all games,
but continual praising my Savior as well as other serious business.

I ponder the kind of host Jesus will be. I tremble to think of seeing Him
face to face, yet I thrill at the thought of asking Him all the questions I
wonder about here on earth, and I wonder if there will be a long table where
we'll all sit down and discuss the events of the day as Pat and I did at our
home, and my parents did all my growing up years.

I wonder if Moses will still need Aaron to talk for Him. I want to quiz King
David and ask what he thought about being the man after God's own heart, and
I want to know how King Solomon felt with all that wisdom and wealth. But
most of all, I want to walk and talk with the Apostle Paul. He is the
example that keeps me going, and I want to know how he was able to be
content in every situation he was in. The book of Philippians, in my Bible,
is worn because I read and reread his work.

When I accepted Jesus Christ into my life, I was a Senior in high school. I
had no idea the journey that lay ahead of me. I've had ups and downs
throughout my life, and I shudder to think where I'd be without my faith In
Him. When I realized I was a member of God's family, when I realized His
wondrous love, when I realized His mercy and His grace; it was more than I
could comprehend. It was more than I could grasp. It is still too awesome
for me to understand.

Someday when I get to sit down at that long table, and visit with The Host,
The King of Kings, The One who transformed me, all these questions I have
now may no longer matter. But I do want to know how He endured the cross to
save me, a sinner. I want to know about the agony He suffered to set me
free, and I want to apologize to Him for all the times I forgot He loved me
enough to hang on that tree at Calvary.

I know He'll answer each question in that mansion and new earth, and I'll
shed no more tears. He'll be the perfect host. I'll love His hospitality.

© 2005 Carol Dee Meeks
c_pmeeks@hotmail.com
http://home.midsouth.rr.com/kmhomepage/homePage.html

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 My Friend

Michael T. Smith

            I’ve had good friends in my life, but they are no match for the wonderful one I

have now. My friend makes me happy.  Every moment with them is a pleasure.

            We do everything together: watch sports, share great meals, and take walks. If I

need to talk, my friend is always there to listen with a compassionate or understanding

ear. At work, I’ll call my friend during breaks just to say, “Hi!” and see how their day is

going.

            Many times, my friend and I just sit, read and never speak a word to each other -

comfortable just being together. We share laughter, often clinging to each other with tears

streaming down our cheeks.

            If I’m sad and need to cry, my friend is right there, holding me until the tears

dry up. I never have to ask my friend for help, they know my needs and offer to help.

            When I do something wrong, they don’t hold back. They point me in the right

direction. There’s no malice, judgment, or threats to end our friendship. She knows it’s

worth keeping.

            If I’m sick, my friend is right by my side, feeding me, making sure I have plenty

of fluids, bringing me medicine and comforting me.

            I leave for work, my friend sees me off, gives me a hug, and wishes me a good

day. When I get home, she’s there to greet me at the door with a smile and a hug. All

day, when I have a moment alone, my thoughts turn to my friend, wishing I could be

there with her.

            On my way to work, if a song we both love comes on the radio, I pick up the

phone and call. Stuck in traffic, I call and let them know I’m going to be late, so they

won’t worry - I really just want to hear her voice.

            There’s a traffic jam. It will take me hours to get home. I put my phone on

speaker to talk and joke with her. She keeps me company, until I can be with them

again. The ride home doesn’t seem so long, when I am in contact with my friend.

            My friend puts up with my silliness. She once walked by my side, as we strolled

through the streets of Baltimore at midnight. I had a foam clown nose on my face and
blew on a plastic, yellow, duck bill we got on the Baltimore Duck Tour - “Quack!

Quack!” The looks we received didn’t bother my friend at all.

            We used to live hundreds of miles apart. One time she was hurt and had to be

operated on. The worry I felt made me realize, I loved my friend. It was a wonderful

realization.

            If you have someone special in your life, who does what my friend does for me,

then you have to do everything possible to keep them. I loved my friend so much, I asked

her to be my wife. 

Michael T. Smith

mtsmith@qwestonline.com

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Poetry Section

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"MYSTRO'

C.J. Wylie

Note

bounced

a sound

Strung

along a key

from a trumpet

echoing laughter

of the voices

played

a song sung

by the third row

horn section

Clapping words

as the notes

go dancing on by.

C.J.Wylie  2006

artjwca@yahoo.ca

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 'OF TODAY'

C. J. Wylie

Melodies song

on the forgotten hidgways

of yesterdays

Key note sung

on the dawn

of glittering tomarrows

Gathered the lyrics

of today.

C.J.Wylie  2006

artjwca@yahoo.ca

There are a few more for you my friend.

So that you know I do have poetry folders for sale with some of my poetry writings, which some are alot longer in verse. They are water proof and each one comes signed and dated by me and there is a gold Masters Pebble seal on the front cover. The cost of them is 22.00 dollars plus shipping.

I made it easy for interested persons to pay. They can simply pay through my PayPal account. The email for it is: moneyflowstome@yahoo.ca

Once they have made payment they can send me their mailing info. and once I verify their payment so that I send it to the right place they will receive very shortly a very unique rare poetry folder signed by me. Of course it will be signed in my pen name.

It is okay to let people know my email address so that then can send me their mailing info.

Thank you very much my friend and I shall get some more poetry off to you as soon as I can.

Jeff

THE SECRET Unveiled 
  http://thesecretpays.com?233

My Home- Masters Pebble-The Humanitarian People

Come for a visit and sign my guest book.

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In Much Graditude and Love

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 Watching Over Me

By Nell Berry   3/9/06

My testimony I’d like to share.

When I was not aware

God was always there watching over me.

All the time when I could not see,

He was there, His hand on me.

I must confess I’m abundantly blessed,

although some would disagree,

God has always been there for me.

Through trials and tears, through heartache and fears,

God, my Father watches over me.

Nine years of my life, my parents sacrificed.

Their sacrifice was great, but it came too late.

They were gone much too fast, their lives too quickly passed.

When they were taken, surely I was shaken.

Again God blessed, my brother was the best.

He gave up his liberty to give me security.

He made a home for me through his generosity.

Through out my life, through pain and strife,

the good times and bad, times of loneliness when I was sad,

times I questioned intensely what would become of me,

no one to turn to; but I’ve learned the truth.

It’s hard to conceive but I’ve come to believe

my Heavenly Father always watches over me.

I could have done what others have done,

become what others have become,

gotten on alcohol, drugs; into prostitution;

a ward of a state run institution;

a life of evil orchestrated by the devil.

I can only repeat, I really believe,

my Heavenly Father watches over me.

In my darkest hours, in times of distress,

I could have turned from God and become depressed.

When I was aware of nothing but despair,

I called on God my Father in prayer.

I’ve felt His Presence and known He was there.

His Presence is not physical; Someone I can see.

There were times I questioned; it was hard to believe.

But when I reflect on those times of despair,

I can only conclude and confess He was there,

only His hand could have rescued me.

No other possibility.

My Father, my Lord is still watching over me.

Nell Berry

lberry001@centurytel.net

Readers Feedback

Prayers on the way for the mother and aunt of Ellie Braun-Halley
Michael Smith

Mary Dees - This Very busy little Mother of two young children Always finds the time to encourage others.  I find this quite noble seeing how her own life has Not been exactly easy or the most delightful, with exception of her sainted Mother.  She speaks So Highly of her lovely Mum.

Mary Dees does what she can to live up to Motto, "Live the day your in"...

I find her Totally Uplifting to all she reads and it is My Honor this day to Comment on her as well.  She has made Grand efforts to make wonderful comments on most everyone as I can tell so I just wanted to Take the Time to return the favor, though it is not really a favor at all, Her work is Most "OUTSTANDING!"

Love ya Girlfriend,

Paula Booher

wrappednword@yahoo.com

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Chief researcher/historian: Hartson Dowd

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