Reaching For The Light.


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Darkness falls upon our Country

Like a never-ending blight.

We are struggling to hold on to

Remnants of God’s blessed light.


We are children in a forest

Who have lost our way back

To the place of love and comfort.

It is trust that we lack.


We must up-root what is evil                     

Found on Pinterest on 7-8-17. A.D. Williams. HIGHER PERSPECTIVE.

From our lives and our hearts,

And not give in to hatred

That will tear us apart.


We must speak when justice wavers;

Remove hatred from our souls;

Dare to love those who are different;

And make acceptance our goal.


It is only when God’s values

Match the actions that we do,

That we’ll find a way to heal

The damage done to me and you.


Let us rise to meet the challenge

Before us as we turn

Toward the light and send the message:

Love is something we can learn.


Gather up your acts of courage,

Say the words we need to hear:

Faith and hope will get us through this

And restore what we hold dear.



The Heart Of A Child.


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Found on Pinterest on 8-13-17. Children. Cristen Rogers.


When my son was born, many years ago, it was one of the happiest days of my life. I loved his dark hair, his tiny toes and fingers, his mouth that was no bigger than a cheerio. God entrusted me with his care which was a serious matter to me.

As he grew older, he was alert, curious, and loved to create things with his hands. I gave him all kinds of paper, fabric, materials from nature, scissors, pencils, and glue. I was fascinated by the things he made when he  was two.

By the time he was three, he planted seeds outdoors  and watched his plants grow. We’d go to parks, lakes, and mountains, and he learned the names of trees, flowers, and bushes. We chased butterflies, observed bugs, and raised vegetables. He made a bog, reading books on how to do it. He planted bog plants and grew Lotus flowers the size of his dad’s hand. They were beautiful.

I loved watching his face light up, and his eagerness to experience the magic and wonder in nature. I never got tired of spending time with him. I enjoyed being a part of his life.

Children are special creatures. They laugh, giggle, and cry in the space of a minute. They love unconditionally. They believe in fairness, and like taking risks in life.

Where ever I go, I enjoy watching babies. I smile and they smile back, as I play peek-a-boo with them. I strike up conversations when I see a child smiling at me. Children tell such funny stories.

I love the poems of Cristen Rogers. She captures the magic of children in a poem she wrote. I’ve included it in my blog. Enjoy.























A Relationship With Christ.


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Jesus, Savior of my soul,                       

Found on Pinterest on 5-24-17. Derek Hegsted.


 Help me become more whole.

I submit to do Your will,

For I know You love me still.

All around is evidence,

You believe in commonsense.

I am human, make mistakes,

But without You, my heart breaks.

I know my ego and my pride

Cause such conflict deep inside. 

I fight to get the upper hand,

Found on Pinterest on 5-24-16. Marianne Williamson. Spiritual Journey.

And I fail to understand:

You made all that I can see,                     

And You died to set me free.

The very least I could do

Is to daily talk with You,

And to let You have a say,

In what I try to do today.

All You really want from me,

Is to love the Trinity.


The Place Of Peace For Me.


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” There are times in our lives when the stress becomes overwhelming, or our souls feel sick when we see corruption, bigotry, and greed in the very institutions that have pledged to serve the people. At other times in our lives, we are stressed when relationships die, we lose a job, or we become seriously ill. At those times, we find ourselves in dire need of peace.

Nature is the best place for me to find peace. The following poem, written by Edna St.Vincent Millay, describes this perfectly.”  Yu/stan/kema



I will be the gladdest thing

Under the sun!

I will touch a hundred flowers

And not pick one.


I will look at cliffs and clouds                           

Found on Pinterest on 3-8-17. Summertime Magic.


With quiet eyes,

Watch the wind bow down the grass,

And the grass rise.                                                  


And when lights begin to show

Up from the town,

I will mark which must be mine,

And then start down!


We Can Change The World.


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Let us all come together.                                         

Found on Pinterest on 11-24-15. Veer.

Dare to love one another.               


Doesn’t matter what the color,  

For God made us brothers.

If you strip us of our skins,

You will find us to be kin.

Our same needs live within.

We all grieve what might have been.

All of us love pure joy,

And we’re easy to annoy.

We all laugh when a boy

Can tell a funny story.

We all have our own fears,

And we age with every year.

There are times we have tears,

And we want our loved ones near.

Why can’t we all see,

The world is made of you and me.

God’s love could set us free

To be a caring family.





One Of My Favorite Poems About Peace And Connection.


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“Our world is so full of division, words of war, acts of violence, and disrespect that I yearn for the years when people could take a long break from all the stress. I liked the following poem as a child and now as an old woman. A Rainbow to me is a sign of peace, forgiveness, love, and connection.”   Yu/stan/kema


THE RAINBOW                                            

My heart leaps up when I behold                       

Found on Pinterest on 8-9-17. travel.allwomenstalk. com. Lora Brown saved to St. Patrick’s.

A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began;

So is it now I am a man;

So be it when I shall grow old,

Or let me die!

The Child is father of the Man;

And I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety.


The Lost Moments In Time.


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Slowly click the hands of Time                            

Found on Facebook Timeline on 7-24-17. Country and Farm Photography. Taken by Carolyn Anderson.

Across the years of life sublime.

Sometimes we see not blessings sent

And fail to taste each moment

That is given us by God

As across the earth we trod,

Searching for what might have been

When our treasure lies within.

Oh, if we could only see

That real love can set us free.

But our fears blind us anew

From the things we know are true.

What a life we could create

If we did not hesitate,

To speak the words we feel inside

And overcome our foolish pride.


The Love Of Two Dogs.


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Two dogs play and sleep                              

Found on Facebook Timeline on 8-3-17. Taken by Jim Tanselle.

In my son’s household:     

A black and white terrier,

And a mixed breed and bold.


The Boston Terrier is quiet

And acts like a gentleman.

The Chiweenie is sassy,

Black, brown, and tan.


The male is eager to please

And has a wonderful smile.

The female sits like a queen                 

Found on Facebook Timeline on 8-3-17. Taken by Jim Tanselle.

And has a sense of style.


Zander wants to have fun

And is eager to share.

Lucy is quite jealous

And wants lots of care.


Yet, they both love each other

And would feel a lot of sorrow,

If they were kept apart

And could not play tomorrow.


Northern Illinois In The Summer Time.


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Softly blows a gentle wind               

Found on Facebook Timeline on 7-15-16. Taken by Jim Tanselle.

Across the green leaves

Of flowering plants

And sunlit trees.


Flowers cover the landscape

With every shape and color

Which brightens up the gardens

Where birds and bees hover.


A quiet pond with paddling ducks,

Egrets, and geese

Found on Facebook Timeline on 7-16-16. Taken by Jim Tanselle.

Create an atmosphere

Of such heavenly peace.                                   


This is a safe haven

Free of strife and thoughts of war.

It is a place of comfort,

A glimpse beyond heaven’s door.




Protecting The Gift God Bestows Upon Us.


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We live in strange times when greed seems to be clouding our judgment and attacking our sense of morality. We forget that we enjoy wonderful gifts from God the moment we open our eyes in the morning and close our eyes at night. All we have to do is look, listen, taste, and feel nature all around us.

Nature teaches us all about God, relationships, and it can teach us a lot about ourselves. Nature is a wonderful teacher if we just take the time to sit in silence and listen to her. We can choose to do so, and when we do, we are not disappointed. The sun rises and sets everyday. The moon rises and goes down. The stars remain constant. They teach us God is constant and faithful.

The seasons in Nature teach us of the cycles of life. There is a seed; a time of growing and developing; a time to mature and do what something was meant to do; a time to grow old and lose parts of itself, a time to die; and a rebirth. We live this cycle as human beings, and so does a tree, a flower, a stream. It is through Nature’s cycles, that we learn we will be reborn after dying. Even after death, life can begin again.

Nature teaches us to listen, to see, to observe. It enables us to see the majesty of God, the wonder of Him. It reflects His power and reveals universal signs of intelligence. Nature soothes and comforts us. We learn from Nature there are good things in life and bad things. They both exist. We see a steam can be gentle and soothing to our senses, but a stream can grow in volume to become a flood that can cause destruction.

We must not destroy the wild places, the great forests and canyons, the clean streams, magnificent mountains, and teeming valleys. They have lessons to teach and we must safe guard these gifts for our children and grandchildren. For Nature teaches us humility, trust, faith, and most of all, hope in the future. God has told us to take care of His creation. It is our task to do so.


Found on Facebook Timeline 2-8-17. Dorsey Davis, photographer. Gallery 45 Photography, LLC. Country and Farm Photography shared photo.