Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

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

July 11, 2006

Today’s Queue Stories

THE MUSIC NEVER STOPS

By David Wainland

Jamie and I recently returned from New Jersey where we visited with my daughter and her family.

Hannah, my granddaughter was celebrating her third birthday and we had traveled there to join in the festivities. She has reached the age where she and I can now have small conversations and we both carry mutual memories. It was during one of these conversations that she dropped her, “Pearl of Wisdom,” upon me.

“Hannah,” I said, “Do you remember when you came to Poppy and Grammy’s anniversary party?” She looked slightly bewildered, but nodded, yes.

“Well,” I said, “You and your cousin, Skylar danced all night and never sat down. “Do you remember that?”

Her eyes lit up with the fire of last year’s memory and an enlightened smile spread across her face.

“Yes, Poppy,” she blurted, “If you quit dancing, the music stops.”

Three years ago, when my son passed I considered many options. Most of them involved me barely in a truce with the world and a very few with leaving it. The couch became my haven, Paxil my escape. I began to lose contact with my family and friends and drew deeper into a barren seclusion.

Then, one day I rediscovered my keyboard. At first, my fingers were knotted by the words, the same knots that choked off my breathing and constricted my heart.

After a time they flowed easier. Out poured Commitment, the story of our journey home the day we learned of his death. Then came, A Crack in the Sky, Visions in a storm, The Man and the Myth, A Spiritual Journey From my Couch and the fifty some odd pieces that have wormed their way through my cramped fingers and into the threads of my on-line postings

I have composed poetry, haikus, essays, humorous works and remembrances. Off-line, I have completed two, as yet, unpublished novels and I am deeply into two others. My portfolio includes more than a dozen short stories, an honorable mention in the 74^th Annual Writers Digest Competition and a recent article published in Yesterday in Florida.

I am still dancing.

David Wainland

David_Wainland@hotmail.com

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I Am Riding In The Rumble Seat and Loving Every Minute Of It

Paula Booher

After God took me off the fast track of working a full time job for man through emergency brain surgery 9 days after our last child was born. He set up my ministry full time for Him in 1998.  He gave me Ephesians 3:13 which says:  It is my desire that ye faint not at my tribulations for you which is your glory.

"I will give you eyes to see and ears to hear saith the Lord"..."Those who are my sheep know my voice"..."Fear not, be not afraid"..."Walk on"..."Rise up from your sick bed and walk"...

So many scriptures went through my mind after I awoke from the four day coma and everyone was telling me what had happened to me.  All "I" remembered was going to the bathroom at 3a.m. The 'next' thing I was waking up with an elastic bandage on my head that kept popping off, voices were all around me, and I was having trouble keeping my eyes open.  I was Very groggy.  A total of 11 days in the hospital and I was home again.  "Miraculous", "Speedy recovery", and "You look marvelous for someone that's been through what you've come through"...were only a few of the comments from people coming and going from my hospital room.  "The girl next to you didn't make it and she was only 20" was another. Why had God spared me and what was He up to?  So many questions ran through my mind.  "For which much is given, much is Expected!"...that one kept popping in and out also.  God had spared my life And now He was going to Expect something in return for it.

The day I got home from the hospital I immediately turned on TBN searching for some answers.  Benny Hinn was there on the screen pointing his finger straight at me.  He said, "Get ready God is taking you to the next level!"  My first reaction was pure Joy and Excitement.  I'd been waiting for This moment for years And IT had Finally arrived.  I just knew in my heart that Now All my dreams were going to come true and my life was going to somehow fall miraculously into place and I'd just sit out the rest of my life in peace and harmony with the universe.  WRONG. 

Now the Real test of my faith was going to drop like the sky into my lap and no one could have prepared me for all the messes and challenges that were coming just around the bend.  That's another chapter in the continuing story of "Riding In The Rumble Seat".  That's the name of my autobiography due out later this summer.  It's full of Gods' Amazing Graces' in My life.  How an ordinary simple girl from a town that no one would remember if not for the fishing signs pointing toward the Lake of The Ozarks.  A girl in a town of under 1000 people in population who will take a world by surprise just by telling how God Does Exist and Will Show Up Every time Just by Asking Him to...In Jesus Name Amen.

Thanks for taking the time out of your day to answer my email.  Typically I don't write you a book.  I'll keep them shorter next time.

Sincerely,

Paula Deann (Roe) Honeycutt Booher

wrappednword@yahoo.com  

P.S.  I'm That simple girl.  Willing to put My life out there under the microscope for all to see that God is Good.  I Can prove it and I Will!...In Jesus Name Amen.

copyright 5/11/2006

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Poetry Section

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God Looks Upon the Heart

 Joyce Lock

God reaches down to love you
When no one knows your name.
Whether in a pool of blood
Or a mountaintop estate,
He loves you just the same.

The appearance, on the outside,
Says nothing of the heart.
With the potter's clay
And the Master's touch,
He gives a brand new start.

God saw, from the beginning,
A diamond in the ruff.
Knowing who would wear

And uphold His name,
He could choose whom
He would love.

© by Joyce C. Lock

I love them that love me; and

those that seek me early shall find me.

Proverbs 8:17

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God Loves You!

 Joyce Lock

If pumpkins were yellow and birds were green,
Apples were orange or autumn turned spring …

If turtles could fly and artichokes ate goats,
Violets could jump or lead could float …

There's no phenomena, imagined or planned,
That could take away God's love for man.

© by Joyce C. Lock

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God Still Comforts His Own

 Joyce Lock

If angels can speak great words from above
And fly with wings of God's given love ...

If chariots can ride over dark clouds
And instruments can sing praises out loud ...

If sparrows can stand on the housetop alone,
Then God still comforts His own.

© by Joyce C. Lock

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God's Creation

Joyce Lock

However God created you,
He didn't make a mistake.
Adding gifts and talents,
Passion is His to create.

Out of weakness,
His strength is ours to take;
Multiplying His precious seed,
All for the Kingdom's sake.

© by Joyce C. Lock

Senior Writers

Chief writer: Sharon Bryant

                                     Chief researcher/historian: Hartson Dowd

Agee, Vance; Apted, Violet; Baker, Kathy; Batt, Al; Berry, Nell; Blaine, Pamela; Boda, Ginger; Booher, Paula; Buhagiar, Victor; Cassady, B.J.; Cavalera, Robyn; Crider, Mark; Deming, Barb; Doherty, Maria;

Dowd, Hartson; Dowd, Helen; Gilbert, Robert, Jr.; Gold, Ron; Goodier, Steve; Braun-Haley, Ellie; Harris, Kathy Anne; Henry, Linda Ann; Hunt, Sharlett; Hymes, Christina; Jacobson, Gary; Kiser, Roger Dean; Kerens, Claudia; Kevin, Tim; Jenkins, Pamela; Liles, Norma; Lily Jodi Flesberg; Lock, Joyce; Marlor, Janice Bumbalough; Mazzella, Joe; Morris, Deepak; Ojeibge, Georgewaters; Petry, Dianna Doles; Roberts, Susan; Shiveley, Debra; Shaw, Bob; Sims, Richard; Streidel, Saskia; Swarner, Ken; Vaknin, Sam; Verhoeff, Jan; Walker, Bill; Walker, Joe; Warner, Gordon, K; Walsh, Sue; Weymouth, Barbara J.; Whirity, Kathy;

Wainland, David; Westerfer, Clara; White Robert;

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