Archive for May, 2014
May 17, 2014
2l2phant
Saturday Stew 13
Jesus,
You are the Light of the world, for it is so dark here. While You were on this earth You taught us to be light, even salt. You showed us how to live though our actions, not just by what we say. God, I pray that we can bring hope to a freezing world that is dying to hear Truth.
So many days have been filled with rain, but today the sun was shining here! Oh it was glorious! I know my friends and I are still rejoicing over this day. Yet, this still would have been a day to celebrate, even if the clouds got in the way. We knew the Son was still shining, we would trust.
How do you ask the Son to shine?
I start through prayer and praise.
Sometime it’s through blessing others with our time. Other times it’s with blessing with a phone call or a letter. Whichever direction the Lord leads ❤
We just gotta do something:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b_RjndG0IX8
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Flashback Friday 10
My skin was so warm as beads of sweat ran down the sides of my face and the back of my neck. All I could think about was the window box air conditioner that seemed to purr in the cool room while my mom and us kids dug in the dirt. We were to follow a pattern so the seeds weren’t too close or they would grow and choke each other out. But how could she stand here so long? We’ve been out here for what seemed like hours? Wasn’t she thinking about the cool air, too? My mother taught us with such grace.
Grandma was the same way, except we were to gather beans, peas and other vegetables grown in their garden. I remember not being able to wait to get to the picnic table under the large tree in front of their white house to sit and snap beans and peas. They were so delicious!!!
Oh how if only I could flash back and spend more moments gleaning from what Mom and Grandma were trying to teach me, then maybe my garden wouldn’t be suffering. But I am thankful that the sun is shining ❤ Even when the clouds try to hide it…the sun is still shining ❤
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Stethoscope
Your gentle eyes probe past my brain looking deep within my heart;
Listening for more than a beat…finding the pattern.
Charts reveal little.
My words are your map.
Documentation and scales show victory.
Truth in layers can cover the problem.
You will keep me on your watch.
The Race Around the World: Behind the Scenes
***stands and applauds with the world***
what a privilege it is to follow these stories as you write these treasures ❤
So I’m taking a breather, slowing my pace, taking stock. Behind the unassuming titles in the series has been a lot of work. I have combed through the submissions and tapped some contributors for as many as six drafts for the clearest chronology and descriptions. I would not be surprised if my “Would you please clarify what you mean…” has pursued the poor writers into their dreams at night. I found the rate of growth of my readership decelerated, for the time away from the rest of the blogging. But the overwhelming feedback on the Race has been my reward. I am deeply grateful for responses like K’lee’s from Obzervashunal:
“[You] touched upon something so universally potent, you have created something so unbelievably amazing here, a groundbreaking series. I know you feel it, but I hope you REALLY feel it. If this were a book I had the privilege…
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The Race: Caucasian Native American, Part 11
***applauds***
Thank you so very much!!!
One of my favorite quotes, “Caring and sharing is what life is about. Not conquering and getting rich by any means available. Truth has no spin.”
The Race: Asian Australian, Part 10
***applauding***
Bravo!!!One of my favorite lines: “This exercise reminded me we’re all culturally different, a beautiful thing. We should never judge others but embrace who we are as individuals.”
1) How do you define yourself racially or ethnically and why is it important to you? Please tell us about the racial makeup of your family if you were adopted or come from a colorful family.
I was born in Australia to very traditional Chinese-Malaysian parents. The word “Malaysian” refers to a nationality. There are predominantly three races living in Malaysia – Chinese, Malay and Indian. A very long time ago, the Chinese came and settled in Malaysia. My grandparents – and many generations before them – were born in Malaysia. My relatives and extended family don’t know where our ancestors originated. We don’t talk about Chinese history but the history of Malaysia. We’ve always considered ourselves Chinese people living in Malaysia. We don’t identify with China the country but with Chinese culture. Chinese Malaysian is similar to the term, say, Korean American.
Melbourne
When I was growing up in Melbourne…
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The Race: Black American in California, Part 9
***stands and applauds***
Thank you so very much for your beautiful words, though I know it was difficult at times to share ❤
One of my favorite lines :
"That the person under the skin is what’s real and important, not their color or what they eat for dinner, or how they fix their hair. What matters is the person, not the wrapper they come in."
The Race: Down Under, Part 8
***Applauds***
One of my favorite lines-
“Those who fight for the rights of those who lack the ability or funds to fight for themselves and who fight to save a world being slowly consumed by corporate greed are my friends and compatriots. For the first time in my life I feel at ease with who I am and what I am doing.”
Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful time with us ❤
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