Digital Photography and Art by DiDi Hendley. Now...Words.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Dawn thought 05/31/2010
"People who KNOW you see the vessel. People who CARE about you see your soul."
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Memorial for Scott...
May 28th, 2010
We live among angels: they show us God's grace.
They remind us that He has prepared us a better place.
But when He calls His angels home, how can we not feel grief and void.
As we remember where Scott has gone, we all should be overjoyed!
Hold on to sweet memories of Scott: all smiles, laughter and love.
And let go of the burden and pain that he is now free of.
If we walk in the light of the Lord, praise His name and pray,
We'll see Scott again: his beautiful smile will greet us someday.
Random thoughts
I believe we come upon this earth to learn. If we choose to ignore lessons, we will repeat them until we come to understand that lesson. I believe that some of the things that occur to me to write are those lessons attempting to come forth. I can certainly look back and remember thoughts and feelings surrounding the time of the words written.
I believe that people come into our lives to either teach us or to learn from us, or possibly both. I will be going to see someone who taught many of us lessons about life just by living his with grace, honor and dignity: one who lost his life at much too young a time due to brain cancer. This man always wore a smile as far as I know. He is someone that I wish I knew better. I believe that he was someone placed upon this earth to show those of us lucky enough to know him that it is possible to show love and kindness to everyone and that we should always wear a welcoming smile to friends and strangers because you never know when the latter will become the former.
I am humbled today for knowing His grace and being reminded that it is through His grace that such people are in my life...and for that I do thank God.
Blessings and love to the Scott Snelgrove family.
I believe that people come into our lives to either teach us or to learn from us, or possibly both. I will be going to see someone who taught many of us lessons about life just by living his with grace, honor and dignity: one who lost his life at much too young a time due to brain cancer. This man always wore a smile as far as I know. He is someone that I wish I knew better. I believe that he was someone placed upon this earth to show those of us lucky enough to know him that it is possible to show love and kindness to everyone and that we should always wear a welcoming smile to friends and strangers because you never know when the latter will become the former.
I am humbled today for knowing His grace and being reminded that it is through His grace that such people are in my life...and for that I do thank God.
Blessings and love to the Scott Snelgrove family.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Untitled
Pulled from a notebook yesterday-it's undated-but remembering who inspired it, I'm guessing 2005-2007-ish.
When darkness falls on twilight's day,
when sunshine streams through window pane,
when birds sing sweetly to cheer my way,
that's when I miss you and wish you'd stay.
When darkness falls on twilight's day,
when sunshine streams through window pane,
when birds sing sweetly to cheer my way,
that's when I miss you and wish you'd stay.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
It's Just a Bad Dream
3am. Woke from a nightmare. Most of my dreams appear like movies, so it "feels" like a third person account.
You're sitting in your comfortable chair with a cool beverage in hand, ready to enjoy a movie on the TV. Suddenly the door caves in and an angry mob rushes in. The government has failed, with empty promises, greed and apathy; the desperation of its people has created an implosion of anger and retaliation. As they pour into your home, you hear crashes and yelling. The instigators then appear before you, in your comfortable chair with your beverage by your side, demanding the best of what you possess. They don't care about your health or well-being, they only know the score you will offer before they move on and attack your neighbors. It's all about who wins now. No one will come to your aid; no one will protect you. As your home is shredded and pilfered by this angry mob, you are helpless in your own defense. The numbers continue to grow against you moment-by-moment, and the anger of the pack turns in on you, until you no longer exist. The mob has won and all that you hold sacred and dear is scattered amongst the thieves and the despondent.
The politicians promised they cared: Their reasons behind the gallant battle were refuted to be all about you, your family, everyone's health and well-being. They took the oath and office with promises of better days. Then their actions proved their purpose, that Satan has taken the throne. Budgets are cut. Programs are cancelled. Jobs are lost and no one cares that the number of people falling through the cracks begins to flow from a simple cut to a hemorrhage. Masses fall with despair and anger, while their personal entitlement includes all that is theirs for the taking.
Some will battle to hold their own and perhaps they may win a fight; but the war that will rage comes from an implosion of government corruption, greed and apathy. Masses of desperate people will create a wave that will overtake the land and will shake the devout to their core.
America the beautiful will become a nation of tyranny and bloodshed as the downtrodden and forgotten raise up in desperation, leaving a wake of fear and death behind them. For it is only a matter of time before we turn on each other.
3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the praise of Israel.
4 In you our fathers put their trust; they trusted and you delivered them.
5 They cried to you and were saved; in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
7 All who see me mock me; they hurl insults, shaking their heads:
8 "He trusts in the LORD; let the LORD rescue him. Let him deliver him, since he delights in him."
9 Yet you brought me out of the womb; you made me trust in you even at my mother's breast.
10 From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother's womb you have been my God.
11 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 Roaring lions tearing their prey open their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax; it has melted away within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
16 Dogs have surrounded me; a band of evil men has encircled me, they have pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones; people stare and gloat over me.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
19 But you, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
20 Deliver my life from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dogs.
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions; save me from the horns of the wild oxen.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the congregation I will praise you.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor him! Revere him, all you descendants of Israel!
24 For he has not despised or disdained the suffering of the afflicted one; he has not hidden his face from him but has listened to his cry for help.
25 From you comes the theme of my praise in the great assembly; before those who fear you will I fulfill my vows.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; they who seek the LORD will praise him—may your hearts live forever!
27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD, and all the families of the nations will bow down before him,
28 for dominion belongs to the LORD and he rules over the nations.
29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; all who go down to the dust will kneel before him—those who cannot keep themselves alive.
30 Posterity will serve him; future generations will be told about the Lord.
31 They will proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn—for he has done it.
You're sitting in your comfortable chair with a cool beverage in hand, ready to enjoy a movie on the TV. Suddenly the door caves in and an angry mob rushes in. The government has failed, with empty promises, greed and apathy; the desperation of its people has created an implosion of anger and retaliation. As they pour into your home, you hear crashes and yelling. The instigators then appear before you, in your comfortable chair with your beverage by your side, demanding the best of what you possess. They don't care about your health or well-being, they only know the score you will offer before they move on and attack your neighbors. It's all about who wins now. No one will come to your aid; no one will protect you. As your home is shredded and pilfered by this angry mob, you are helpless in your own defense. The numbers continue to grow against you moment-by-moment, and the anger of the pack turns in on you, until you no longer exist. The mob has won and all that you hold sacred and dear is scattered amongst the thieves and the despondent.
The politicians promised they cared: Their reasons behind the gallant battle were refuted to be all about you, your family, everyone's health and well-being. They took the oath and office with promises of better days. Then their actions proved their purpose, that Satan has taken the throne. Budgets are cut. Programs are cancelled. Jobs are lost and no one cares that the number of people falling through the cracks begins to flow from a simple cut to a hemorrhage. Masses fall with despair and anger, while their personal entitlement includes all that is theirs for the taking.
Some will battle to hold their own and perhaps they may win a fight; but the war that will rage comes from an implosion of government corruption, greed and apathy. Masses of desperate people will create a wave that will overtake the land and will shake the devout to their core.
America the beautiful will become a nation of tyranny and bloodshed as the downtrodden and forgotten raise up in desperation, leaving a wake of fear and death behind them. For it is only a matter of time before we turn on each other.
Psalm 22
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning? 2 O my God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer, by night, and am not silent.3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the praise of Israel.
4 In you our fathers put their trust; they trusted and you delivered them.
5 They cried to you and were saved; in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
7 All who see me mock me; they hurl insults, shaking their heads:
8 "He trusts in the LORD; let the LORD rescue him. Let him deliver him, since he delights in him."
9 Yet you brought me out of the womb; you made me trust in you even at my mother's breast.
10 From birth I was cast upon you; from my mother's womb you have been my God.
11 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 Roaring lions tearing their prey open their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart has turned to wax; it has melted away within me.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
16 Dogs have surrounded me; a band of evil men has encircled me, they have pierced my hands and my feet.
17 I can count all my bones; people stare and gloat over me.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
19 But you, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
20 Deliver my life from the sword, my precious life from the power of the dogs.
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions; save me from the horns of the wild oxen.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers; in the congregation I will praise you.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise him! All you descendants of Jacob, honor him! Revere him, all you descendants of Israel!
24 For he has not despised or disdained the suffering of the afflicted one; he has not hidden his face from him but has listened to his cry for help.
25 From you comes the theme of my praise in the great assembly; before those who fear you will I fulfill my vows.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; they who seek the LORD will praise him—may your hearts live forever!
27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD, and all the families of the nations will bow down before him,
28 for dominion belongs to the LORD and he rules over the nations.
29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; all who go down to the dust will kneel before him—those who cannot keep themselves alive.
30 Posterity will serve him; future generations will be told about the Lord.
31 They will proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn—for he has done it.
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