Philipians 1:3-7a

Philipians 1:3-7a
. . . i hold you in my heart . . .

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Maui? Happily!

You can find me on the Valley Isle, Maui -
between December 4th thru 11th. Aloha!



Thursday, October 2, 2008

Twice - Christina Rossetti

Twice
I took my heart in my hand (O my love, O my love),
I said: Let me fall or stand, Let me live or die,
But this once hear me speak - (O my love, O my love) -
Yet a woman’s words are weak;
You should speak, not I.
You took my heart in your hand
With a friendly smile, With a critical eye you scanned,
Then set it down, And said: It is still unripe, Better wait awhile;
Wait while the skylarks pipe, Till the corn grows brown.
As you set it down it broke -
Broke, but I did not wince; I smiled at the speech you spoke,
At your judgement that I heard:
But I have not often smiled Since then, nor questioned since,
Nor cared for corn-flowers wild, Nor sung with the singing bird.
I take my heart in my hand, O my God, O my God,
My broken heart in my hand, Thou hast seen, judge thou.
My hope was written on sand, O my God, O my God:
Now let thy judgement stand - Yea, judge me now.
This contemned of a man, This marred one heedless day,
This heart take thou to scan Both within and without:
Refine with fire its gold, Purge thou its dross away -
Yea, hold it in thy hold,
Whence none can pluck it out.
I take my heart in my hand - I shall not die, but live -
Before thy face I stand; I, for thou callest such:
All that I have I bring, All that I am I give,
Smile thou and I shall sing, But shall not question much.
Christina Rossetti

Gus the Bus

Gus the Bus
and an evening on the beach

my Todd!

my Todd!
Jim and Janeen Jones