Apr 19, 2023

working on relationship often hard to measure.

 All the rides are over and done

It's late and no prizes are left to be won

The rides are closed, it's the end of the day

The horses are moving away

Yes the fair's moving on

The music has ended, the carousel's still

The horses in boxes with the big Ferris wheel

The canvass and glitter are safely on board

The trailers will soon hit the road

The fairs moving on, Reconstruction take place
Elsewhere. Although old rides are old
New ways of people paying.Parents may have ridden similar
rides. New ways, new world reconstruction.



It's normal for some kind of 'Deconstruction`, in many aspects of Life.
A key to Churches,other agencies voluntary sector maintenance is relationships.
Life is often more simple than we make it,encounters with each other are vital to how we grow, develop. But always we change.

Not same person internally as we was five (5) years ago. Comfortable is not where we develop. Friendships change.

So do Churches, slowly. As should our understanding. Faith grows. Even things that firmly believe may believe stronger. Or not accept same old way.

That too is change. Some values feel less important. But working on relationship often hard to measure.




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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"