Terry Jones, the so-called reverend in Florida who is currently holding the Koran hostage, is by all accounts an absolute moron…and a dangerous one at that. Supposedly a “man of the cloth”, he is dangling the holy book of another religion over the flames of his own righteousness and demanding a ransom of conformity to his way of thinking with no care or thought whatsoever to the worldwide consequences or effects. Mr. Jones, come down off your soapbox pulpit…your fifteen minutes of fame have passed and you are now going down in history on the side of “infamy”. I don’t think that was what you were really aiming for was it?
Remembering Uncle Connie & Aunt Sue on this day. We miss you both so much but we are happy you are together again…as it should be. Our loss was Heaven’s gain.
We had our annual Tree Trimming Celebration at Mama & Pops’ this past Saturday. Here’s a shot of Mama & Pops with the Nugget (great-granddaughter Addi) in front of the tree.
It was today, 20 years ago, when the Berlin wall fell thanks in great part to these words…
“General Secretary Gorbachev, if you seek peace, if you seek prosperity for the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe, if you seek liberalization: Come here to this gate! Mr. Gorbachev, open this gate! Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!”
Possibilities. I love that word. Lately, I’ve had a strong feeling that some very real possibilities are getting ready to open up for me very soon and that is most exciting…most exciting indeed. The possibilities seem endless. How awesome is that?
I’ve been keeping my eyes open for whatever it is that God has planned for me. It’s kind of like waiting for a present. I feel like a little kid waiting for her Daddy to give her a present. You know how it is I’m sure.
Remember when your Daddy would come home from a trip or from being gone for a while and scoop you up into his arms and tell you how much he loved you and you felt like the whole world was smiling? Then would come the consummate question…“what’d you bring me, Daddy?”…and he would smile and out would come the presents!
