Oct 27, 2015

In the good old days




Well they tell us these (back in the day) were the good old days. 
Except they felt tough, hard, uncomfortable, and challengeing periods.
Just like now or worse?
Oh don't Belive these will become the good old days
Perhaps for the politics and that class 
Yet again the poor, vulnerable, seek solutions
While struggling with the ration given them.


We all have faith
Mine is in religion
Following Jesus trying to interpret his will for my life.
But we all have faith
Faith in each other.
Faith in the community around us.
Faith technology that helps us operate how we live.
Faith in others.

We all have faith

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Let's indulgence with each other.

Perhaps it's my age, or part of the process of grieving,could simple be the time of year. But today well indeed this whole weekend. Feel...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"