I Remember

[Guest guest]

Very, very true !

Betty Pappas

i remember

> last year, i remember that i was asked to pray at the MGB picnic

> just after 9/11. Norrie and i drove up and i commented several times

> along the way that i wanted to say just the right thing. i sort of

> remember my own words that i pondered so meticulously-- but mostly i

> remember the warmth of the people around me and the support and

> goodness there that day. i am glad i had the opportunity to share my

> thoughts prayers and grief with my MGBers.

>

> it has been a year. I will mourn no more, but will be energized and

> strengthened by this tragedy. I will remember the people lost this

> day and the families left behind-- like Audry. Lets all say a prayer

> today for peace to all those so horribly affected by this tragedy.

> Lets also pray for those who orchestrated this awful event --that

> their hearts may hold love in place of hate. today, if you can find

> it in your heart, pray for all people. that kind of compassion is

> what the terrorists hate so much. living well and practicing

> kindness toward enemies is the best revenge- it is defeat for those

> who hate us. i will let bush handle anything further!

>

> love to you all

>

> cathy s in va

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[Guest guest]

I found this in my files and thought you

might like to read it.  I wrote this in

2001 when I was helping t raise funds for the MS Society.  You probably can relate to this also.  Joan

I

REMEMBER

  I

remember –

           

            Hiking

ten miles –

                        Riding

my bike –

                                    Shopping

‘til I drop –

                                                Walking

the beach –

                                                            Singing

solos –

                                                                        Dancing

in the dark!  - BUT

Something’s

different inside my head

I

am forced to take a different path,

To

sing a different tune,

I

see a sunset and rejoice,

I

hear a bird and savor its melody,

The

soft wet kiss of a grandchild eases what might have been,

Day

by day I see God’s miracles all around me,

Each

day is a new gift from God,

A

day to give thanks,

A

day to count my blessings,

For

eyes – to see

For

ears – to hear

For

a heart – to love

God

will provide!

-

Joan Cowdrick

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