This is soooo funny ... I love Paul Simon music and Steve Martin is a comic genius...
Well worth taking the time to view.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Power Of His Love
The power of His love brings me through...every time.
"We are each given a measure of faith and this measure differs from person to person.It seems to differ in type and quantity. This scriptural fact is borne out in the following verses: :
"For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think [of himself] more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith. For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, [being] many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another. Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, whether prophecy, [let us prophesy] according to the proportion of faith; Or ministry, [let us wait] on [our] ministering: or he that teacheth, on teaching; Or he that exhorteth, on exhortation: he that giveth, [let him do it] with simplicity; he that ruleth, with diligence; he that sheweth mercy, with cheerfulness."(Romans 12:3-8)
"For I say, through the grace given unto me, to every man that is among you, not to think [of himself] more highly than he ought to think; but to think soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the measure of faith. For as we have many members in one body, and all members have not the same office: So we, [being] many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another. Having then gifts differing according to the grace that is given to us, whether prophecy, [let us prophesy] according to the proportion of faith; Or ministry, [let us wait] on [our] ministering: or he that teacheth, on teaching; Or he that exhorteth, on exhortation: he that giveth, [let him do it] with simplicity; he that ruleth, with diligence; he that sheweth mercy, with cheerfulness."(Romans 12:3-8)
Monday, April 26, 2010
Phases and Stages...(Not the Willie Nelson Song)
Only two weeks have passed...it seems much longer...What "stage" am I in, I ask?
I don't want to hear about "stages"! I don't want to be in stages!
After reading "Gone From My Sight", "Good Grief" and "Whispers In The Darkness" it seems I'm fitting right in the mold
...but how can that be? ..."my loss is so much deeper than anyone elses"....
Typical thought for a grieving person the books say...
I'm completely out of control...can't find anything...can't finish anything...go from room to room forgetting why I'm in there...have little projects started and unfinished in every room in this house...I haven't even filed my income tax returns...and I don't care! I have built "shrines" to him...the countless pictures and videos...the thoughts only of his goodness, none of his faults...I lie down to sleep clinging to his favorite sweatshirt and pillow...I'm spending money like there's no tomorrow...feelings of guilt over things done or not done for my beloved...and on and on..
all normal
But how can that be? My loss is not normal...it's much worse than normal.
Typical thought for us grievers the books say...
"Time will heal"..."it will get easier"...."the Lord will give you strength"...I know this is true but I don't want to hear these things...I"M SUFFERING HERE!..my life as it has been for 60 years is over...and it went out in a very painful, deeply hurtful way...for both of us...and I'm angry about that.
Okay...that's said.....I'll take my sleep aides and anti-depressants and say goodnight.
I don't want to hear about "stages"! I don't want to be in stages!
After reading "Gone From My Sight", "Good Grief" and "Whispers In The Darkness" it seems I'm fitting right in the mold
...but how can that be? ..."my loss is so much deeper than anyone elses"....
Typical thought for a grieving person the books say...
I'm completely out of control...can't find anything...can't finish anything...go from room to room forgetting why I'm in there...have little projects started and unfinished in every room in this house...I haven't even filed my income tax returns...and I don't care! I have built "shrines" to him...the countless pictures and videos...the thoughts only of his goodness, none of his faults...I lie down to sleep clinging to his favorite sweatshirt and pillow...I'm spending money like there's no tomorrow...feelings of guilt over things done or not done for my beloved...and on and on..
all normal
But how can that be? My loss is not normal...it's much worse than normal.
Typical thought for us grievers the books say...
"Time will heal"..."it will get easier"...."the Lord will give you strength"...I know this is true but I don't want to hear these things...I"M SUFFERING HERE!..my life as it has been for 60 years is over...and it went out in a very painful, deeply hurtful way...for both of us...and I'm angry about that.
Okay...that's said.....I'll take my sleep aides and anti-depressants and say goodnight.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Ever Present Memories
Shadow of a memory
He comes to you when you want him
A whisper, a touch, a cold breeze...
He is not light nor dark, life nor death
A shadow of time, a memory..
His romance is unlike any other
A dream of a love, a fantasy...
His kiss is sweet, tender, soft, ever lasting
Lips not of flesh or bone, but of taste...
His eyes are future tellers, distance yet to come
Brightness behind darkness, Eternity...
You long for him, want his presence
the shadow of a memory...
You ask for him to come, to be close
You stand close to kiss him, lips of wine
You want his romance, that of fantasy
you hear his whisper, a sound of nothing
the shadow of a memeory...
He is not that of a man nor beast
but that of a shadow of a memory...
Joey Beighley
He comes to you when you want him
A whisper, a touch, a cold breeze...
He is not light nor dark, life nor death
A shadow of time, a memory..
His romance is unlike any other
A dream of a love, a fantasy...
His kiss is sweet, tender, soft, ever lasting
Lips not of flesh or bone, but of taste...
His eyes are future tellers, distance yet to come
Brightness behind darkness, Eternity...
You long for him, want his presence
the shadow of a memory...
You ask for him to come, to be close
You stand close to kiss him, lips of wine
You want his romance, that of fantasy
you hear his whisper, a sound of nothing
the shadow of a memeory...
He is not that of a man nor beast
but that of a shadow of a memory...
Joey Beighley
Sunday, April 18, 2010
For Barb, Laura, Herk, Eddie and Nicki
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Text by Mary Frye
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Text by Mary Frye
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Lincoln County Tennessee
Last month, the last time Bob was able to go for a ride, we drove to Fayettville, Tn., just about 15 or 20 miles north of Hazel Green...We got off the main hwy. - 231/431 - onto county hwy. 275 and enjoyed a picturesque drive through the countryside. We came to a four way stop and saw this lovely old church and cemetary......As Bob and I have always felt we would prefer to be buried in a place such as this...peaceful and quiet... Barb checked it out for us last week...Bob's body will be laid to rest here tomorrow...and someday my body will be beside him.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
No Words
It's been 7 days since we were told that Bob would not live another 24 hrs....except for Nicki all of the children have gone back to Texas...to return later.
There are no words that can describe my feelings...
No words that bring comfort...
No words adaqate to answer my questions...
Why is God leaving him like this?
How much can his body endure?
I've always felt that when a time such as this came to me that I would not ask "why"? ..."thats just the way it is...we all die...there are others who endure worse...this is true..yet..I ask "why"?
I won't begin to share how his condition has worsened..his breathing ...his heart rate...his fever...his color...
I sit beside his bed and ask "why" ?...for a week...
there are no words to answer me..
There are no words that can describe my feelings...
No words that bring comfort...
No words adaqate to answer my questions...
Why is God leaving him like this?
How much can his body endure?
I've always felt that when a time such as this came to me that I would not ask "why"? ..."thats just the way it is...we all die...there are others who endure worse...this is true..yet..I ask "why"?
I won't begin to share how his condition has worsened..his breathing ...his heart rate...his fever...his color...
I sit beside his bed and ask "why" ?...for a week...
there are no words to answer me..
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Fly to Jesus...and LIVE!
As Bob's earthly body continues to struggle to free itself from this life and be with his Lord we were comforted by this message from our dear friends.
"May the power of the Holy Spirit fall on Bob and complete the healing that has been promised! Do not grow weary! Pray without ceasing, believing that God has already done this for Bob. Don't forget to thank God for his mighty miracle that Jesus will be glorified. And it may already be God's decision to bring him home to heaven but, with God NOTHING is impossible, no matter what the situation is or how grave it may seem to our natural eyes. What a mighty God we serve!!!! May the power that resurrected Jesus Christ from the tomb be manifested in Bob. HALLELUJAH!"
Paul and Jo Ann
"May the power of the Holy Spirit fall on Bob and complete the healing that has been promised! Do not grow weary! Pray without ceasing, believing that God has already done this for Bob. Don't forget to thank God for his mighty miracle that Jesus will be glorified. And it may already be God's decision to bring him home to heaven but, with God NOTHING is impossible, no matter what the situation is or how grave it may seem to our natural eyes. What a mighty God we serve!!!! May the power that resurrected Jesus Christ from the tomb be manifested in Bob. HALLELUJAH!"
Paul and Jo Ann
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