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Someone NEEDS a hug!
Kiana-chan
How to tell an eagle from a turkey
A Woman's Prayer at Westminster Abbey
As ye smoke, so shall ye reek
The man, the gin, & the fox
The hour is coming!
Family Treasures
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Even while you read this...
Someone NEEDS a hug!
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Folk need a lot of loving in the morning;
The day is all before, with cares beset --
The cares we know, and they that give no warning;
For love is God's own antidote for fret.
Folk need a heap of loving at the
noontime --
In the battle lull, the moment snatched from strife --
Halfway between the waking and the croontime,
While bickering and worriment are rife.
Folk hunger so for loving at the nighttime,
When wearily they take them home to rest --
At slumber song and turning-out-the-light time --
Of all the times for loving, that's the best.
Folk want a lot of loving every minute
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The sympathy of others and their smile!
Till life's end, from the moment they begin it,
Folks need a lot of loving all the while.
"Need of Lovin" by Strickland Gillilan
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Love is patient, love is kind.
It always protects,
Always trusts, always hopes,
Always perseveres.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13.4a, 13.7-8a
Better a meal of vegetables where
there is love
Than a fattened calf with hatred.
Proverbs 15.17
Better is open rebuke
Than hidden love.
Proverbs 27.5
Above all, love each other
deeply!
Love covers a multitude of sins.
1 Peter 4.8
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Kiana-chan
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She never puts her toys away;
Just leaves them scattered where they lay --
I try to scold her, and I say
"You make me mad!"
But when to bed she has to chase,
The toys she left about the place
Remind me of her shining face,
And make me glad.
When she grows up and gathers poise
I'll miss her harum-scarum noise,
And look in vain for scattered toys --
And I'll be sad.
"Patty-Poem" by Nick Kenny
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Children's children are the crown
of old men,
And the glory of children is their father.
Proverbs 17.6
Behold, children are a heritage from
the LORD,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.
Psalm 127.3
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How to tell an eagle
from a turkey
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Isn't it strange some people make
You feel so tired inside,
Your thoughts begin to shrivel up
Like leaves all brown and dried!
But when you're with some other ones,
It's stranger still to find
Your thoughts as thick as fireflies
All shiny in your mind!
"Some People" by Rachel Field
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To the pure,
All things are pure.
To those who are defiled and unbelieving,
Nothing is pure!
Even their mind and conscience are defiled.
Titus 1.15
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A Woman's Prayer
at Westminster Abbey
WHEN: during the War with Germany
MORAL: thank God for Romans 8.26!
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Let me take this other glove off
As the vox humana swells,
And the beauteous fields of Eden
Bask beneath the Abbey bells.
Here where England's statesmen lie,
Listen to a lady's cry.
Gracious Lord, oh bomb the Germans.
Spare their women for Thy Sake,
And if that is not too easy
We will pardon Thy Mistake.
But, gracious Lord, whate'er may be,
Don't let anyone bomb me.
Keep our Empire undismembered
Guide our forces by Thy Hand,
Gallant blacks from far Jamaica,
Honduras and Togoland;
Protect them Lord in all their fights,
And, even more, protect the whites.
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Although dear Lord I am a sinner,
I have done no major crime;
Now I'll come to Evening Service
Whensoever I have the time.
So, Lord, reserve for me a crown,
And do not let my shares go down.
I will labor for Thy Kingdom,
Help our lads to win the war,
Send white feathers to the cowards
Join the Women's Army Corps;
Then wash the steps around Thy Throne
In the Eternal Safety Zone.
Now I feel a little better,
What a treat to hear Thy Word,
Where the bones of leading statesmen
Have so often been interred.
And now, dear Lord, I cannot wait
Because I have a luncheon date.
"In Westminster Abbey" by Sir John Betjman
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Likewise the Spirit also helps in
our weaknesses.
We do not know what we should pray
for as we ought,
But the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us
With groanings which cannot be uttered.
Romans 8.26
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As ye smoke, so
shall ye reek
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How shall you a habit break?
As you did that habit make.
As you gathered, you must lose;
As you yielded, now refuse.
Thread by thread the strands you twist
Till they bind you, neck and wrist.
Thread by thread the patient hand
Must untwine, ere free you stand.
As you builded, stone by stone,
You must toil, and pray and moan,
Till the wall is overthrown.
Adapted from "A Builder's Lesson" by
John Boyle O'Reilly
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Concerning this thing I pleaded with
the Lord three times that it might depart from me.
And God said to me:
My grace is sufficient for you,
for My strength is made perfect in weakness.
2 Cor 12.8-9
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The man, the
gin, & the fox . . .
and how they touched the heart of God
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Then God blessed Adam and Eve, and
God said to them,
"Be fruitful and multiply. Fill the earth and subdue it.
Have dominion over ...every living thing that moves on the earth."
Genesis 1.28
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I found a fox, caught by the leg
In a toothed *gin, torn from its peg,
And dragged, God knows how far, in pain.
Such torment could not plead in vain,
He looked at me, I looked at him.
With iron jaw-teeth in his limb.
"Come, little son," I said, "Let be . . .
Don't bite me while I set you free."
But much I feared that in the pang
Of helping, I should feel a fang
In hand or face . . .
but must is must . . .
And he had given me his trust.
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So down I knelt there in the mud
And loosed those jaws all mud and blood.
And he, exhausted, crept, set free,
Into the shade, away from me;
The leg not broken . . .
Then beyond,
That *gin
went plonk into the pond.
"A Fellow Mortal" by John Masefield
*gin - a spring-loaded trap
with sharp teeth
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The hour is coming!
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Even such is Time, which takes in
trust
Our youth, and joys, and all we have;
And pays us but with age and dust,
Which, in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wandered all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days:
And from which earth and grave and dust
The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.
"Even Such is Time" by Sir Walter Raleigh
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Remember now your Creator in the days
of your youth,
While the evil days do not come,
Nor the years draw near,
When you shall say: "I have no pleasure in them."
Ecclesiastes 12.1
The hour is coming!
All who are in the graves shall hear Christ's voice,
And they shall come forth...
Those who have done good, to the resurrection of life,
Those who have done evil, to the resurrection of condemnation.
John 5.28-29
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Family Treasures
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I always shout when Grandma comes,
But Mother says, "Now please be still
And good and do what Grandma wants."
And I say, "Yes, I will."
So off we go in Grandma's car.
"There's a brand new movie quite near by,"
She says, "that I'd rather like to see."
And I say, "So would I."
The show has horses and chases and battles;
We gasp and hold hands the whole way through.
She smiles and says, "I liked that lots."
And I say, "I did, too."
"It's made me hungry, though," she says,
"I'd like a malt and tarts with jam.
By any chance are you hungry, too?"
And I say, "Yes, I am."
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Later at home my Mother says,
"I hope you were careful to do as bid.
Did you and Grandma have a good time?"
And I say, "YES, WE DID!!!"
"Afternoon With Grandmother" by Barbara
A. Huff
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I've got a new book from my Grandfather
Hyde.
It's skin on the cover and paper inside,
And reads about Arabs and horses and slaves,
And tells how the Caliph of Bagdad behaves.
I'd not take a goat and a dollar beside
For the book that I got from my Grandfather Hyde.
"I've Got a New Book From My Grandfather Hyde"
by Leroy F. Jackson
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Take heed, and diligently keep yourself,
Lest you forget the things your eyes have seen,
And lest they depart from your heart all the days of your life.
Teach them to your children and your grandchildren.
Deuteronomy 4.9
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