Resolutions

I do hereby resolve for the year 2016……..

  • to keep in my heart the joy and love I felt during Christmas 2015.
  • to push myself when inertia engulfs me.
  • to use my talents.
  • to squeeze more laughter out.
  • to connect to the positive energy around me.
  • to remind myself that one person’s actions can make a difference.
  • to be ready to listen rather than speak.
  • to spend minimum time wondering why I can’t remember someone’s name.
  • to lie in grass on a spring day.
  • to accept the things I cannot change.
  • to relish my children.
  • to sweat only the big stuff.
  • to practice those exercises so I can remember people’s names.
  • to build on honoring myself as I honor others.
  • to ignore urges to overeat, overdrink, under exercise.
  • to keep a carrot-games, travel, books-in clear sight at all times.
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Bless the homeless

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“Bless the homeless, this day and everyday,
keep them from physical and emotional harm,
fill their hearts with hope for the future and for today,
comfort the homeless as they walk their difficult paths.
May I know that anyone, even me,can be homeless.”      

Ronald Victor Barton
Robert Best
Leo Blatter
William “Ken” Brockman
Joseph “JoJack” Jackson Cheatham
Cecil Courtney
Robert Cossen
Larry Richard Deboer
Elbert Flowers
Danny Gilkey
Rick Gouch
Lori Jordan
William C. Kimble
Roger King
William C. Kite
Doris Lawson
Tony McKelvey
Rodney Noe
James “Conrad” Payne
Mary Riseden
Charles Ratledge
Michael Shell
Edsel R. Stricklin
Douglas Thomas
Zack Ward
Eacie Welch
Jimmy Williams
Robert Woodrow Williams

These are the people who died homeless in 2015 in Knoxville, Tennessee.

An annual memorial service to remember the individuals known by name as well as those nameless was held at St. John’s Lutheran Church last Thursday evening.

You might think if you are homeless you have no friends, but that isn’t so. Many of those without homes help each other out on the street. They also become involved with social workers  and church goers, getting to know them one-on-one. 

This service is always moving, mostly because of the people who speak. They may be involved with ministries to help the homeless or previously homeless themselves.

Darrell Murrell’s message of hope was meaningful and poignant. He stressed that he was saved from a life on the streets because people in this church “kept loving” on him until he felt God working through them.

Poet John Cantrell read a poem again this year:

Remembering Our Friends                            

You have to us a host of things
From a life of sorrows and woes There were times when you smiled
From knowing you were not alone
In the beauty of the spring
In the cold chilli nights of old man winter
Of a harsh life of homelessness
You endured the stings of alcoholism
Drug addiction mental illness physical abuse
Your world was tainted by experiences
Of that nasty world
Lack of basic needs healthcare
Shelter and last God called you home
To restful nights
And Peaceful Days

“May hope touch each homeless heart, spirit and life,
let the kindness of others bring lasting benefits, bring freedom from addiction,  illness and misery,  open their humanity to include & embrace themselves.”IMG_0662

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The entire Blessing for the Homeless can be found by Goggling Interfaith Prayers & Blessings by Abby Willowroot

 

 

 

Looking to the Future

This past weekend I made use of the continued mild weather and planted over 100 flower bulbs in our front yard.

It always feels good to dig…when the digging is easy…and this old yard has plenty of good, dark soil that makes it easy to grub around with your fingers to form the 4″ IMG_0544-001or 5″ holes needed.

Planting bulbs is a way to believe in the future.  I think of them in the frozen dirt during  the winter, inching their way up through the ground. I envision the new green of their stems and the blooms producing colors  bound to elicit oohs and ahhs in early spring.

I needed the thought of life and beauty continuing in my life. I feel overwhelmed by people being killed, by blanket hatred of a race or religion, and by the lack of manners and respect from people who should know better. I feel helpless and dumbfounded at the big picture of my world.

It is a blessing to refocus on a small area of soil accepting future flowers.  I don’t take it for granted. Continue reading

A Lingering Fall

It is December 1 in East Tennessee and today it was warm enough to sit on the front porch without a jacket. I guess it is the lack of freezing weather which keeps the fall colors hanging around.

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Has anyone else noticed that the Bradford pear trees, usually one of the first to show fall colors, are still changing?

It’s nice to have color….especially with this rainy week.