Happy Valentines Day

“Ouch! Thorns really! You really know how to treat a girl.”

“Aw babe, I just want to make up and I know you like roses.”

“Babe? Babe! Do I look like a big blue cow?!?”

“Oh com’on, don’t be like this. You know I just want to make it right. I try. I really do try. “

“Fuck You! If you try so hard why is it always so damn hard! Fuck You!”

The silence is deafening.

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1 John 4:11-18

Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.

 This is how we know that we live in him and he in us: He has given us of his Spirit.  And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world.  If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in them and they in God.  And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.

God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them.  This is how love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment: In this world we are like Jesus.  There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.

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A Visit from St. Nicholas

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

BY CLEMENT CLARKE MOORE

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It’s Dance Time

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For a rainy day

Practically perfect in every way

a good way to start the day

smiles all around

no grunts, only cheers

bring light even on a dark day

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Thursday

Plans made, weekend soon

seasons change, patience tried

faith preserved

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YOM TOV (Have a good holy day)

Today is Yom Kippur. The day of atonement. A day to fast and pray.

Yom Kippur is the holiest day of the Jewish year. It’s the day of atonement after the Jewish new year, Rosh Hashanah. On this day, Jews ask God for forgiveness for their sins to secure their fate. Jews believe the first Yom Kippur occurred after God gave Moses the Ten Commandments at Mount Sinai. When Moses came down from the mountain, he found the Israelites worshiping a gold idol calf. After they atoned for their sin, God forgave them and offered Moses a second set of tablets.

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REMEMBER

A small act of humanity will go a long way.

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US Womens World Cup 2019 Champs!

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Oh boy what to make for dinner.

I often get frustrated with the choices made for dinner. Same old thing, too complicated, not in the mood. Found a recipe that is easy and resurrects flavors from my youth but better.

Oven Roasted Kielbasa.

Ingredients: Three Large Onions / One Green Bell Pepper / One Red Bell Pepper / Two lengths of Kielbasa & Apricot Preserves and spicy mustard for basting.

Cook It: Turn the oven on to 425. Lightly oil a baking sheet. Cut into strips the onions & peppers, put into the pan, slightly season with salt & pepper. Put into the preheated oven. Now cut the Polish Sausage half way though every 1/2″ to give more area to hold the basting goodness. ( mix together 2 tablespoons of apricot preserves & 1 tablespoon of spicy brown mustard ) Make sure you mix the vegetables to prevent burning. When the vegetables are half cooked put the sausage on top and baste heavily. Return to the oven for 10 minutes. Baste Again. Return to oven for another 10 minutes. Remove and serve with a baguette or french bread. ENJOY.

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