
“I can be changed by what happens to me.
But I refuse to be reduced by it.”
– Maya Angelou
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“I can be changed by what happens to me.
But I refuse to be reduced by it.”
– Maya Angelou
photo credit: https://www.flickr.com/people/drphotomoto/
Text & photo source Precious World https://web.facebook.com/ourpreciousworld/
God respects me when I work;
but God loves me when I sing.
~Rabindranath Tagore

Anything worth thinking about
is worth singing about.
Which is why we have songs of
praise, songs of love, songs of sorrow.
Songs the shepherds sing, on the lonely mountains,
while the sheep are honoring the grass, by eating it.
The dance-songs of the bees, to tell where the flowers,
suddenly, in the morning light, have opened.
A chorus of many, shouting to
heaven, or at it, or pleading.
Or that greatest of love affairs,
a violin and a human body.
And a composer,
maybe hundreds of years dead.
I think of Schubert, scribbling on
a café napkin. Thank you, thank you.
~Excerpted verses from a poem
by Mary Oliver
I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise You(God). ~Psalm 63:5 ✝
**Image via the Internet; special effects done by me on iPiccy
‘Mid pleasures and palaces
Though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble,
There’s no place like home.

A charm from the skies
Seems to hallow us there,
Which seek thro’ the world,
Is ne’er met with elsewhere.
Home, home, sweet sweet home,
There’s no place like home.
~Excerpted lyrics from a song written by
Christopher D. Gates,
Jeremy Matthew Mitchell,
and Phillip Owen
We had a lovely visit with our daughter and her family and made in home safely. As always, even a short trip away always reminds me that there truly is no place like home.
By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures. ~Proverbs 24:3-4 ✝
We’ve been out of town since Wednesday. We wanted to celebrate Thanksgiving with our daughter and her family. And so I’ve been posting on my phone and trying to read your posts on my phone as well. But between server issues and WP issues I’ve missed posts and been unable to make comments as much as I wanted too. We are heading home tomorrow and so Sunday I’ll be back on my computer. I pray all of you are well! Love, Natalie
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Thanksgiving is the holiday of peace, the celebration of work and the simple life… a true folk-festival that speaks the poetry of the turn of the seasons, the beauty of seedtime and harvest, the ripe product of the year —and the deep, deep connection of all these things with God. ~Ray Stannard Baker (David Grayson)

For, after all, put it as we may to ourselves, we are all of us from birth to death guests at a table which we did not spread. The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet… Shall we then think of the day as a chance to come nearer to our Host, and to find out something of Him who has fed us so long? ~Rebecca Harding Davis
Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. –Psalm 100:4 ✝
. . . MY DEAREST ONES, WHOM I HOLD IN MY HEART, I AM GRATEFUL THAT YOU ARE. THIS THANKSGIVING WE MAY GIVE THANKS. WE MAY GIVE THANKS THAT WE DO NOT HAVE TO MAKE THE SAME IRRESPONSIBLE AND DESTR…
Source: THANKSGIVING 2016