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A Poem Perfect for Today

"When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean,
And waves are tossed wild with an angry roar,
It's said, far down beneath the wild commotion,
That peaceful stillness reigns forevermore.

Far, far beneath, noise of tempests falls silent,
And silver waves lie ever peacefully,
And no storm, however fierce or violent,
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.

So to the heart that knows Your love, O Father,
There is a temple sacred evermore,
And all life's angry voices causing bother
Die in hushed silence at its peaceful door.

Far, far away, the roars of strife fall silent,
And loving thoughts rise ever peacefully,
And no storm, however fierce or violent,
Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee."
Harriet Beecher Stowe

Big Life Changes

It is four o'clock in the morning and I can not sleep.
Dad was not expected to live last week, now we have made a complete turn around and he will be discharged tomorrow from the hospital, he will go to a nursing home for further therapy to be able to at least get back to where he was before his surgery, in the ability to care for his own self. Dad still has a sick heart, but the surgery to his abdomen has been a success. He is feeling insecure, of course he wants to come home, but he is very weak and cannot yet walk. He will be going to the same nursing home that mother was in, he feels very comfortable with the people that work there. He will be at the nursing home one to two weeks, unless it appears that he will need to stay longer.
Big life changes for my dad, he shared with me yesterday that he has not felt this way since he was a little boy, in that he has to depend on someone else to care for him. Dad has said he wants to be near me, I am thankful that he feels security and t…

You Do Not Know What A Day May Bring Forth

I made a quick trip back to my home town last Monday night, my dad had been sick with what we thought was a stomach virus, early Tuesday morning I took him to the emergency room and he was diagnosed as having a twist, or a kink in his small intestine, and that it was large and pronounced. My dad had surgery in the mid afternoon on Tuesday, half of his colon and a part of his small intestine was removed, the surgeon was able to put the two together and an ostomy bag was not needed. My dad is in I.C.U. and will be until he is stable enough for a regular hospital room. Dad has a lot of pain, he is not oriented at times, he has a long road for recovery. I am here to stay for a while until he is well enough to live on his own again, if that is possible after this latest health crisis.
It feels very strange to be in his home without him, I walk to his bedroom and he is not there reading, I walk to the den and he is not in his favorite recliner watching the news, there is an emptiness, a void…

An Inside Job

There was an article recently in our city newspaper entitled "Jews Crusading Against Impurity."
Ultra-Orthodox Jewish zealots are demanding that other Jews live purer, more modest lives. In one incident a woman was beaten in her own home by men that broke into her home, she was beaten in punishment because she had been entertaining men. These same Jewish zealots have stoned women for sins such as wearing red.
The Haredi, or Chareidi Judaism, is the most theologically conservative orthodox Jew. A follower is called Haredim. They believe that their belief system and religious practices extend in an unbroken chain back to Moses. The two guides to Jewish law is the written law called the Torah she-bi-khtav, and the oral law called the Torah she-ba'al peh. They believe these are God's holy and most sacred instructions that effect every area of a Jew's life: spiritually, morally, personally. From the beginning of the day until the end of the day, these laws exercise auth…


"Said the Robin to the Sparrow:
I should really like to know
why these anxious human beings
Rush about and worry so.
Said the Sparrow to the Robin:
Friend, I think that it must be
That they have no Heavenly Father
Such as cares for you and me."
Elizabeth Cheney

I have been discombobulated this week, my aunt died early Wednesday a.m., she had been sick for about two years with heart and renal failure. A memorial service is planned in a week.
This has been a tough year; my mother died last March, my sister had a heart attack during the summer, and now my aunt has died. This aunt was the younger sister of my dad's.
I have a picture hanging on the wall near me of my dad, his two sisters, and their parents taken about 1931 during the depression. My dad has on coveralls, a Gatsby style hat, barefoot, very thin, his head is tilted to the right, probably because of the suns glare, or maybe he was impatient for the picture to be taken. Daddy's two sisters are dressed in dresses, and lac…