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Nov 14, 2005? 

Today??™s Announcements:

? Today is the anniversary of Loren and Johnnie Moore.?  This anniversary may not be the greatest one they have had since Loren has taken ill but we want them to know that our love and best wishes are with this day and everyday.?  Continue prayers for Loren are still needed.

Happy Birthday goes out to Thelma Hartselle, moderator for Storytime Tapestry.

Happy Birthday goes out to my former supervisor and present day friend Brigitte Martel

Now on to the good stuff..........

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Today's Queue Stories
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ANGEL SMILES

By: Joseph J. Mazzella

? ? ? ?  I have had a day full of angel smiles today and it isn??™t even noon yet. The one I got from the beautiful girl in the wheelchair made my whole morning brighter. It had a joy in it that flowed right from her lovely soul and into mine. The one I got from the baby boy in his Mother??™s arms was so sweet. It had only two teeth, but was accompanied with a waving hand and sparkling eyes that caused my own eyes to sparkle with delight as well. The one I got from the kind, old gentleman warmed my heart with its caring. It made his weathered and winkled face seem more handsome than any model??™s and reminded me that happiness can shine all the way to your last breath and your last smile. There were many others as well. It seemed like each person I passed today was a joyous angel in disguise with a smile to share with me. Each one made me smile even more myself until my soul was filled with peace and my heart sang with joy.

? ? ? ?  I am sure too that all the unseen angels around me were smiling this morning as well. I am sure that they were smiling when they saw the warmth, kindness, love, caring, and happiness that were passed along from smiling face to smiling face and from joyous soul to joyous soul. I am sure that they were smiling when they saw the light of God shining so brightly and being shared in so many lives this morning.

? ? ? ?  I hope that you have a glorious day full of angel smiles today and everyday of your life. I hope that you see the wonderful love, gentle caring, beautiful peace, and glorious joy behind each one of them. I hope too that you smile back at all those special angels in disguise. It is, after all, our love, our joy, our laughter, and our smiles that help us all to be Children of God and one with the angels.

Joseph J. Mazzella
joecool @ wirefire.com

Joe lives in West Virginia with his wife and three children. Various dogs and cats have adopted Joe and his family for their own. Joe enjoys his family, beauty, love and hearing from his email friends. Joe likes to take the time to smell the roses and enjoy the beauty around him as he goes about his daily life.

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Angels Are Here

Bill Walker

wildbill6807@yahoo.com

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Yes I believe Angels of God are here, you see I have met one or two.?  Oh the ones I met never told me the fact, I know now that was what they were. Let me tell you about one, I have wrote a story about her before, but at the time I never figured her to be an Angel, now I know she was.

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My mother's name is Mary Walker. Not the Mary Walker M.D.of Civil War fame. I guess there is a few Mary Walkers in this world. Maybe should number them.?  Maybe mother number would be Mary Walker 309, something like that.

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Now my mother had suffered a thing called major heart attack, was in William Jennings Bryan Memorial Hospital in Lincoln, Nebraska. In what was known as the cave. At that time was the place where all that was in a bad ways, first stop. A team of top flight nurses and doctors was on duty at all times. When a couple of those was on the run to the bed side of anyone there, get out of the way, you could get ran over and need a bed yourself.

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Now about the second day she was there in what is known as a coma. I walked in for my five minute visit.?  Didn't make much difference about the five minutes in her case.?  A couple of the nurses knew me anyways.?  Had told me to pull up a chair,and hold her hand. If they were needed,?  they know I would get out of the way. I was too young and good looking to die getting ran over by them. Besides they were getting a supply of Bill's special home made candy, Peanut bridle.?  They had to keep it under lock and key, dingbat doctors could smell out candy too.

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This day I find a letter on the little stand. It is addressed to Mary Walker. I picked it up and wondered who had sent it, looked at the return, never heard of them. I said to one of the Dollies, I don't believe we know this person. The nurse looked at it and said.?  " I believe there is a Sister of the Catholic Church here by same name, maybe it is to her.."?  So she took the letter and all I thought was maybe so, guess there could be two Mary Walkers in this world.

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Some days later mother is moved out of the cave in better shape, to a room up a few floors. I would drive over to Lincoln on my days off from my job, and spend most of the day there. But, I would wonder off to the mall to get a change of?  pace. Maybe eat a bit there, window shop, just walk along.? This one day I walked back into the hospital I met Sister Mary Walker. She walked up to me said. " are you Bill Walker"?  I said yes. She told me to get to my mother's room fast.?  Now I don't know just how she picked me out of the bunch that was walking along at the same time. She never said a thing to any in the mob, just picked me out.

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Well mother recovered from a set back. I never seen any more of Sister Mary, till the evening her pacemaker was put in.?  Now there was a couple others I am sure that needed a setter at the bed side.?  But here is Sister Mary.?  All night long she stayed.?  About a week later mother was well enough to come home.?  Sister Mary walked with us to the car. Mother was in a wheel chair. ? I said thanks for being here for my mother, slipped a 20 in her hand. That was the last time I ever seen Angel Mary Walker.

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I say Angel for a couple reasons. One is I have tried to find her. Bryan is no help. They said yes she was here, then she was gone, we understand she came from Omaha.? I have checked with the Catholic Churches of Omaha, they never heard of her.

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Yes I know she was an Angel now.?  Angels come and go as needed.?  I told her we were not Catholics.?  She said that is not important. She was to here for a reason.

Tinker and Poo; The Boys Write

http://www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/book_detail.asp?&isbn=0-595-35741-5

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Greater Than Any Storm

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Joyce C. Lock

? ? ?  If you have ever known someone that would ask forgiveness (sometimes, even before the church), then turn around and do the same thing again, you are not alone.
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? ? ?  Though, that is not anything new to God.?  We do the same thing to Him, all the time, "I am sorry for my sin, please forgive me, and I will try to do better."?  And, maybe we do try, really try.?  Only, we fail, again.
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? ? ?  We want to be a better person.?  However, when 'we' try to do the improving, it is a form of works ~ as if we could actually become good enough.?  None-the-less, as long as there is some secret part in us that wants the temptation, it will come back again and again.
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? ? ?  Once we see the sin for the ugliness that it is (realizing sin is what put Jesus on the cross) and we no longer want to dishonor God with temptation even in our thoughts, all we have to do is to ask God to remove it.?  God always answers the true desires of our heart.?  We no longer need beg to be made good enough and giving it to God makes Him the Divine Keeper.?  Satan is no longer aloud to tempt us, in that way, ever again!
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? ? ?  It is not hard to walk a pure life once we have made our heart pure.?  But otherwise, we are destined to fail.?  Though, how we let another's sin affect us is a different matter.

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? ? ?  Throughout the state of KY, people are not prepared for harsh winter weather, as it happens too seldom for them to see the reason in financing labor and equipment.?  So, being that one cannot get up or down even the smallest icy hills, as truckers well know, the state is pretty much at a stand still until snow and ice melts; the good part being that winter thaws much quicker than it does farther north.
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? ? ?  For three years, my family and I lived in KY ~ where I worked retail.?  If snow clouds even appeared, employees would periodically go stand at the door (all day long), where they could check to see if anything had changed in the weather.?  And, at the first snow flake, employees verbally expressed worrying about the weather throughout the remaining of the entire work day.?  To those accustomed to more northern exposure, it was as if these people had never seen snow before.?  And for all purposes, it seemed so, as they had no clue how to drive in it.
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? ? ?  Observing them caused me to realize how truly foolish it is to let the weather effect our day.?  If it so much as rains, people are depressed.?  Yet, how else will the grass, flowers, and trees get water??  Otherwise, there would be no beauty for us to enjoy and the beautiful KY mountain sides would turn into mud slides at winter's thaw.
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? ? ?  So, when it rains, I tell Satan he doesn't have a right to ruin my day.?  Instead of focusing on gloom, I thank God for watering the flowers.?  When temperatures are frigid, I can be thankful for the bugs we will not have to contend with come spring.?  And, when really bad storms come, I still thank God for watering everything that needs it, but ask Him to not terrorize us with the weather.?  Wind calms, tornadoes vanish, lightening is suddenly miles away, hail does not dent my car, white-outs pass, power is restored, and children arrive home safely!?  I thank God that the weather does not have the right to ruin my day!

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? ? ? ? ?  No more than Satan has the right to ruin our day using the weather; the same strength can bud amidst dissention.?  Many turn grouchy, difficult, childish, fearful, foul mouthed, etc., as they get older and some are just miserably unhappy at any age.

? ? ?  While it is impossible to control other people's behavior for any length of time, we also cannot change them.?  All we have the power to do is to change ourselves.?  We can start by refusing to stoop to their level, to not allow backbiting to come out of our mouth.
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? ? ?  With practice, it gets easier.?  Our outlook will gradually change wherein we may stand there, thinking, "Are you done, yet?"?  A little further down the road, we might think, "Don't you think God can hear you?"?  After a point, their behavior is seen for the tantrum it is.?  Nope, Satan does not have the right to ruin our day with such childish gestures.?  And, eventually, we might barely notice their bad behavior at all.
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? ? ?  Denial??  Maybe.?  But, what does their bad example have to do with us??  Except we did something to provoke, it is not our problem ~ just theirs.?  Sure, we care that others get right with God.?  But, as long as our motive, in prayer, is for what we will get out of it, we will be back to begging.
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? ? ?  The bottom line is, when we look to people for our happiness, they will fail us.?  If we look to people for our self-worth, Satan is sure to send a lie.?  And though we want to feel loved, there is only one source of absolute perfection.?  When in need of peace, no matter the circumstance, we have a God that is greater than any storm.

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?© 2004 by Joyce C. Lock
http://our.homewithgod.com/heavenlyinspirations/

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Poetry Section

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A well known poem is brought to us here by Mark Crider.
Barbs story brought back many memories. We used to sing
this song every week when I was in elementary school. Of
course we also sang My Country 'tis of Thee (America The
Beautiful) and recited the Pledge of Allegience daily with the
right words not omitted as our DUH! politicians and stupid
judges have allowed today.

Mark Crider

From the Richmond Dispatch, March 19, 1893.]
>Dan Emmett its Author and New York the Place of Its Production.

O, I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old folks there are not forgotten
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

In Dixie Land where I was born in
Early on one frosty mornin'
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

Chorus:
O, I wish I was in Dixie!
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away, away,
Away down south in Dixie!

Old Missus marry Will, the weaver,
William was a gay deceiver
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

But when he put his arm around her
He smiled as fierce as a forty pounder
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

Chorus:
O, I wish I was in Dixie!
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away, away,
Away down south in Dixie!

His face was sharp as a butcher's cleaver
But that did not seem to grieve her
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.
Old Missus acted the foolish part
And died for a man that broke her heart
Look away! Look away!
Look away! Dixie Land.

Chorus:
O, I wish I was in Dixie!
Hooray! Hooray!
In Dixie Land I'll take my stand
To live and die in Dixie
Away, away,
Away down south in Dixie!

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?·? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Winter is on it's way *

?·? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Norma Liles

If predictions are true

Our skies will not always be blue

As Jack Frost hides behind the hollows

Wintertime is just around the corner.

'Tis time to dig out your toboggans

Would be a good idea to don your gloves

Advisement would have it, my friend

Bundle up for old man winter's blast.

The frost is on the pumpkin

Cornstalks are bare to the bone

The leaves are leaving the trees

Hiding from winter's chill.

Keep the home fires burning

Put the candles in the windows

Cover the holes in the attic

Cause it's time for winter, again.

Pull out the bird feeders from hiding

For the critters need all our attention

Close the barn door for the horses

They are safe - God cares for His own!

NormaLee Liles ?©

Hoopla214@yahoo.com

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Writers Feedback

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Carol,

? ?  Thank you my friend.?  It is always such a delight to be in Storytime.?  I really was touched by all that you had to go through in your eviction story.

? ?  I hope that your next moves goes far more smoothly and leads you to an even better home.?  God bless you always.?  Wishing you every joy, Joe

Dear Carol, - The Eviction

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Bless your heart! I'm glad the move is almost over for you and hope you'll get settled into your new place quickly!

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Prayer Requests and Updates

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