Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Good day!
I woke up this morning feeling better than I have in months. I quit drinking coffee a few weeks ago and I know the withdrawal takes a very long time. Maybe two weeks? So the Word for the day is appropriate for me.
“Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God.”- Colossians 3:16
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
50000 names
by Jamie O'Hara
There's teddy bears and high school rings
and old photographs that mamas bring
Of daddies with their young boy, playing ball.
There's combat boots,he used to wear,
When he was sent over there.
And there's 50,000 names, carved in the wall
There's cigarettes, and cans of beer
and notes that say I miss you dear
and children who don't say anything at all.
There's purple hearts and packs of gum
fatherless daughters and fatherless sons
and there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
They come from all across this land
In pickup trucks and mini vans
Searching for a boy from long ago
They scan the wall and find his name
The teardrops fall like pouring rain
and silently they leave a gift and go
There's Stars of David and rosary beads
and crucifixion figurines
and flowers of all colors large and small
There's a Boy Scout badge and a merit pin
Little American flags waving in the wind
and there's 50,000 names carved in the wall.
There's teddy bears and high school rings
and old photographs that mamas bring
Of daddies with their young boy, playing ball.
There's combat boots,he used to wear,
When he was sent over there.
And there's 50,000 names, carved in the wall
There's cigarettes, and cans of beer
and notes that say I miss you dear
and children who don't say anything at all.
There's purple hearts and packs of gum
fatherless daughters and fatherless sons
and there's 50,000 names carved in the wall
They come from all across this land
In pickup trucks and mini vans
Searching for a boy from long ago
They scan the wall and find his name
The teardrops fall like pouring rain
and silently they leave a gift and go
There's Stars of David and rosary beads
and crucifixion figurines
and flowers of all colors large and small
There's a Boy Scout badge and a merit pin
Little American flags waving in the wind
and there's 50,000 names carved in the wall.
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