Fuzzy Jamie Henry

In talking about mean things I had done as a child, I told my daughter Noelle the story of fuzzy Jamie Henry.


Jamie Henry was the cute, curly-haired neighbor girl. She was all of four years old. While sitting together one hot afternoon under the canopy of her sandbox, along moseyed a fuzzy caterpillar. Me, all of, well, old enough to know better -- off the top of my head, I blurted out, "Go ahead and eat it!"

Well, Jamie commenced to chew.

I've blocked the rest out.

Upon telling Noelle this story, and after listening to her "yuck" and "ewww", she said in jest, "Well, she's probably healthy even today -- all that fiber and protein."

And I say, "Yeah, but I wonder about her brain..."

And Noelle said, dryly:

"It's fuzzy."

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The Hope That Ends the Human Drought
by: Michael Kelly Blanchard




The hearts of some speak from their hands,

Those calloused cups that caring make...

That, tucked in pocket-wombs of pants,

Wait for ways to fix the break, hold for days the hurt and ache,

Join to pray for the lost soul's sake.

The hearts of some speak from their eyes, to see the good where bad has been.

Beacons from a paradise, that weep for winners who never win,

Love the sinner not the sin, spot the inner light within.



(Chorus)

The Master's mercy falls like rain,

On this desert dressed in doubt.

Needs no logic to explain,

The hope that ends the human drought.



The hearts of some speak from their lips, with words that know the brokenness.

And sail the soul like summer ships, to stop in ports of tenderness,

And weave comfort with a Holy stitch, that binds all sorts of emptiness.

The hearts of some speak from their homes, magnets in this scrap-iron life.

A splint to stranger's broken bones, a temple with a front-porch light.

A balm of blessing from the fight. A door of day in the weary night.



(Chorus)



And where do all these hearts come from, these timeless testimonials?

Where's the reason for what they've done, the rationale to sound this call?

Why such passion in us all? Why compassion when we fall?

The heart of God speaks from the One, Who climbed the hill of skulls to die.

For all the foolishness I've done, and then with one last lonely cry,

Professed that love was not a lie. Confessed love as the reason why.



(Chorus)


<3
Love this song....

Beginning to see....

I am beginning to see that we are not held back by the love we didn't receive in the past, but by the love we're not extending in the present...
Roman's 12:9-10

You Came...

Daughter--
You came, you grew, you defy explanation.
Have you been fun to love or what!?
:P

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His Heart...

~Just a really quick thought that is maybe, on the simple side... and granted it's a bit late as I ponder this... but at the same time, it is about God's heart... so really cannot be simple at all-- just the messenger and her writings that sometimes turn to ramblings, :)
 nevertheless...
Have you ever really thought about the word "Heart"?
~ it signifies love... it's  the main organ pumping our lifeblood through out our being... it symbolizes care, committment, loyalty, selflessnes, passion, and so very much more... I could go on and on...

I noticed recently  that the word "Heart" , if you break it down, 'n looking at it closely... says "HE" art--as in "His art"... is creating... it is bringing something from nothing... it symbolizes what is inside of us.  in God there is Love... the very thing he created our Hearts to stand for... the wellspring of Life and feeling... It is His art that created all of us... He Loved us into being... He came back when we were cut off from Himself and died ... as one of us!... for us!.. that we might Know Him and all of His heart... fully and forever!
I want to live for Him this way... "Heart" Fully!
My passion, my plan , with my utmost--my good and reasonable service.  How could I repay such? I can only try and Live and Learn and Grow and "Be" ... Learn to Love and Learn to Just Be.
"Heart"-Fully.

Old habits die hard and some patterns never die on their own, you've gotta squash them!

“Don't let others win at the expense of your emotionalism.” Those who have aways had power over you by way of controlling anything they might "gift" you with, while always doing all that is possible to dis-empower you in your belief of your ability to 'get there' on your own, will use against you any emotional display resulting from your feelings of being scapegoated. This is true when you are right, and they are clearly in the wrong. When you "react" you make it easy for “THEM” to dismiss you.


Use logic and not emotions to outsmart an enemy or those who spitefully use you...!

Be wise as serpents and gentle as doves!!!