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Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

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September 2, 2007

 

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Today’s Stories

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 A WET WALK

By: Joseph J. Mazzella

     A walk with my boys got cut short the other day. We had been out for just a little while when suddenly the sky turned gray, the wind picked up, and thunder started to roll in from the clouds.  We headed back quickly as the drops started to fall. The rain chased us down the trail and soon caught us. We tried to hide for a moment laughing under a sweet smelling Pine tree, but it was no use. We were soon soaked to the bone. It didn’t bother us, however. After we got home we dried off and watched happily as the clouds poured some much needed water on the thirsty forest around our home. A short while later the sun broke through the clouds again and brightened the Earth with its golden glow. I smiled, stepped out on the porch, and let it shine on my face too. I could feel its warmth and smell the wonderful scent of thousands of well watered leaves. I laughed again while God’s love, joy, and light filled my soul. What a glorious day it had been.

     I am amazed at how often and in how many ways God is able to touch our hearts, souls, and minds. Everyday we get new learning, new growth, and new love. Everyday we get new experiences that help us to bring a little more Heaven into our lives. Everyday God finds new ways to enlighten us no matter how cloudy our world may seem.

     He used that wonderful, wet walk the other day to remind me that life isn’t only sunny days.  Just like nature sometimes we need to get rained on a bit in order to grow. He also reminded me that the best way to handle anything in life is with simple humor and joy. The sound of laughter goes equally well with a delightful walk in the summer sunshine and with a brisk run through the rain in soaked clothes. He reminded me most of all, though, that no matter how long the storms of life may last the sun will always come out again. Have a glorious day then and remember that God is always with you in the sunshine and in the rain.

Joe Mazzella

joecool@wirefire.com

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It Is Written # 3
Bill Walker
missourisage@yahoo.com

Luke 18;18. And a certain ruler asked him, saying Good Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?

We must read the rest of the story, but the man asked what he could do. The question was asked as if to say is there some kind of work he can do to have eternal life. Many people believe there are tasks to do to have such. We are given free of charge eternal life so simply, many misunderstand. There is nothing, works alone do not make the grade. One can do ever so much, all the good works isn't the answer. It is nice to do good works, but
with out the grace of God, good works pale to what Jesus did.

Act 16;31. And they said, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shall be saved, and thy house.

You might like to read some before and after that verse This says it all, believe. So where is the work? Believe with all thy heart that Jesus came for you and me. He paid the price of our sins on the cross. He went to his death, and paid the price. He also walked from
the grave, proving he was the one and only Son of GOD.

Why do we make it hard to understand? Jesus the Son of GOD paid the price. We can not buy our way to Heaven, We can not work our way to Heaven.

The poor rich ruler went away sad, as he didn't understand. It was so
simple, and he was trying to make it hard.
Tinker and Poo; The Boys Write
http://www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/book_detail.asp?&isbn=0-595-35741-5

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Poetry Corner

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When the Parade Passes By

http://namtour.com/ParadePassesBy.html
by Gary Jacobson © May 2005


Memorialize fathers, brothers, sons, when the parade passes by
Proudly salute them, gazing on ethereal heavens rising high
Caught like a stone in your throat, heave for them a heavy sigh.
Slumber deep, brave heroes, under the Master's watchful eye.
That they might today in peace and honor dwell
Who in the good fight lost mortality...
Now risen on high into immortality.

As the parade passes by
See mesmerized glories dancing in young men’s eye
Galvanized by sparks of war, exciting great mystery
Repeated throughout annals of man’s history.
See young men standing tall, standing proud
Heads held high above the belligerent crowd.
See tears glistening, eyes of mother’s cloud.
O, how their passing, an entire generation bowed.

Let our praises ring out
In great hue and shout
Jubilant will patriotism in our hearts swell
Rapturous as again we hear that holy knell
Remembering those who gave all that we might be
Living, loving in this great land of liberty.
Endowed by they who paid the ultimate price
Revere we now their noble sacrifice.

See the soldiers march in noble stride
Showing resolve that never will from duty hide.
O, in memory may we ever hold them fast
Men who loved their country, so deep, so vast
Enough to lay down their very life ... for you
To evil's incarnate in battle eschew.
Cast their immortal souls into our hearts and mind
For no better friends can mortal man find.

Feel a brave man's touch as the parade passes by
Know that some will for you surely die.
O look down upon them with fond elation
Their duty in life Consecration
Deserves a hearty victor’s celebration
Pay tender devotion for their life's dedication
Sore oppressed by the soldier's chore
Abominate battle’s daily bore.

Keep forever for them home-fires burning
For their return to ‘the world’ for which they’re yearning.
God does a warrior’s valiant spirit adore
For truly on earth, they His arm of righteousness bore.
I shared an ache that day, touched by that being supernal
Seeing glimpses of budding hearts, passing into the eternal.
Borne again without sorrow, pity or grief
Rest ye now in the arms of the Holy Commander in Chief.

As the parade passes by in all its gaudy spectacle
Marching soldiers appear indeed as God’s holy tabernacle
Vessels on earth who do God's will, receiving richest blessing
Veneration in congratulation, tribute, reverence in rejoicing.
God bless brothers merely going ahead to prepare the way
For brothers-in-arms meet in warrior’s
Valhalla some day.
O hear the shouts of glorious reunion in the skies
When warriors loft again on high the victor’s prize.

 

Gary Jacobson

jacobs@atcnet.net
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Author of "My Thousand Yard Stare." You've asked for a book of my poems ... well, here it is, 270 pages with over two hundred full color pictures and graphics in this book of my most popular poetry. Buy my book instantly at, http://namtour.com/marketplace.html with the security and ease of PayPal or your choice of credit cards.

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Webmaster of "Vietnam Picture Tour," http://namtour.com/namtour.html A walk in "the park" grunts called Vietnam, with the 1st Air Cavalry on combat patrol. Experience chilling reality to leave the sweet and sour taste of "the Nam" pungent on your tongue, the smell of "the Nam" acrid in your nostrils, and textures of "the Nam" imbedded in you as though you walked beside me in combat.


My poignant poem directory, pictures and artwork show the essence and feeling of war on young "boys next door."  http://namtour.com/nampoemsNpix.html

"Realm Of Poetry," Poems of love and romance, spirituality and meditation, Golden Oldies, comedy, Fantasy Quests of the regal knight Richard Lionheart to the crusades and seeking the Holy Grail, dueling dragons, frolicking fairies, and comedy ...

http://namtour.com/P/RealmOfPoetry.html

this also links to my other site of riding that carnivore

That bestial ogre called war ...

Wondering "When will we ever learn?"

Sending generation upon generation into war's fiery pit to burn.

 

 

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Readers Feedback

Ashley Goes Home – Clara Westerfer - I'm so glad Mr. Ashley got a new loving home. Pet lovers and like Bill Walker says about the wide spots in the road; Maybe the most
compassionate people live near the wide spots in the road.
Mark Crider

 

Hart and Helen’s Anniversary ...what a nice poem!!!

i love it Rhodora Lumanog

 

 

I really enjoyed Jenny Donier's poem, Mystical Madness, in today's Story Time Tapestry.  The poem was full of joy and lovely natural imagery enhanced by the author's talent and wording.  Thanks so much for a delightful read!

 

                            Blessings, Mary-Ellen Grisham

 

 

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