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A message to the members of this "congregation" to whom this may concern:
Because I believe prayer should be a private conversation between petitioner and Spirit, done in one's "closet"
rather than standing on street corners as a Pharisee might do, it was very difficult for me to post this request,
but back on 25th, January, 2017, I posted the following on another vaping forum's (Arthur's) "Prayer Request" thread:
"anybody in the Spirit who reads this. Please, go in your closet and pray for Irene,
my mom
who is in hospital trying to stay this side of the veil.
TIA,
Hazy
January 25th, 2017 "
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I've been deathly ill for the past several weeks, first with bronchitis then with the dreaded flu going around.
I seriously felt as if I was dying, in fact came very close several times...but it seems as if I have once again, unlike my Dear departed mother Irene, cheated the Grim Reaper...
As I begin to climb out from what I was certain would be an early grave,
I must give public credit and express my gratitude to one who has become one of
if not my tightest friend, @2WhiteWolves .
The first respondent to the above posted prayer request of 01-25-17 was
2WW. She became my prayer partner and friend and has remained so throughout,
even drafting members of her family (her mom) to my cause.
Hear ye and know this: @2WhiteWolves has walked the paths of life with me before,
does now, and surely will do so again.
She is much more than an internet friend...She is family, blood kin in the realm of Spirit.
Thank you, SuzyQ!
This one's for you.
Ecclesiastes 1:4-11
A generation goes, and a generation comes,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises, and the sun goes down,
and hastens to the place where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and goes around to the north;
around and around goes the wind,
and on its circuits the wind returns.
All streams run to the sea,
but the sea is not full;
to the place where the streams flow,
there they flow again.
All things are full of weariness;
a man cannot utter it;
the eye is not satisfied with seeing,
nor the ear filled with hearing.
What has been is what will be,
and what has been done is what will be done,
and there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there a thing of which it is said,
“See, this is new”?
It has been already
in the ages before us.
There is no remembrance of former things,
nor will there be any remembrance
of later things yet to be among those who come after.
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I will always remember,
with Love,
Hazy (Lucien)
Because I believe prayer should be a private conversation between petitioner and Spirit, done in one's "closet"
rather than standing on street corners as a Pharisee might do, it was very difficult for me to post this request,
but back on 25th, January, 2017, I posted the following on another vaping forum's (Arthur's) "Prayer Request" thread:
"anybody in the Spirit who reads this. Please, go in your closet and pray for Irene,
my mom
who is in hospital trying to stay this side of the veil.
TIA,
Hazy
January 25th, 2017 "
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I've been deathly ill for the past several weeks, first with bronchitis then with the dreaded flu going around.
I seriously felt as if I was dying, in fact came very close several times...but it seems as if I have once again, unlike my Dear departed mother Irene, cheated the Grim Reaper...
As I begin to climb out from what I was certain would be an early grave,
I must give public credit and express my gratitude to one who has become one of
if not my tightest friend, @2WhiteWolves .
The first respondent to the above posted prayer request of 01-25-17 was
2WW. She became my prayer partner and friend and has remained so throughout,
even drafting members of her family (her mom) to my cause.
Hear ye and know this: @2WhiteWolves has walked the paths of life with me before,
does now, and surely will do so again.
She is much more than an internet friend...She is family, blood kin in the realm of Spirit.
Thank you, SuzyQ!
This one's for you.
Ecclesiastes 1:4-11
A generation goes, and a generation comes,
but the earth remains forever.
The sun rises, and the sun goes down,
and hastens to the place where it rises.
The wind blows to the south
and goes around to the north;
around and around goes the wind,
and on its circuits the wind returns.
All streams run to the sea,
but the sea is not full;
to the place where the streams flow,
there they flow again.
All things are full of weariness;
a man cannot utter it;
the eye is not satisfied with seeing,
nor the ear filled with hearing.
What has been is what will be,
and what has been done is what will be done,
and there is nothing new under the sun.
Is there a thing of which it is said,
“See, this is new”?
It has been already
in the ages before us.
There is no remembrance of former things,
nor will there be any remembrance
of later things yet to be among those who come after.
----------------------------
I will always remember,
with Love,
Hazy (Lucien)
There was around half dozen Blue birds trying to get a drink of water from the little gold fish pond. It is 12 degrees outside, WTH???
EDIT: With two inches of snow on the ground. So, I put out some mealworms for them.
EDIT: With two inches of snow on the ground. So, I put out some mealworms for them.
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Thanks, WhoDat! Always up for new material.
I dig the engineering. May be be on to something here...
Happy Sundae Y'all!!!
Hope everyone had a great weekend. I had to work.
Enjoy some Uncle Herbie and a nice cocktail:
Hope everyone had a great weekend. I had to work.
Enjoy some Uncle Herbie and a nice cocktail:
I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think.
[Establishment:] Of course you are my bright little star,
I've miles
And miles
Of files
Pretty files of your forefather's fruit
And now to suit our
Great computer,
You're magnetic ink.
I'm more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.
[Inner Man:] There you go man, keep as cool as you can.
Face piles
And piles
Of trials
With smiles.
It riles them to believe
That you perceive
The web they weave
And keep on thinking free.
Wonderful day, for passing my way
Knock on my door and even the score with your eyes....
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend
Dark cloud of fear is blowing away
Now that you're here, you're going to stay, 'cause it's
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend
Tell us what you've seen
In far away forgotten lands
Where empires have turned back to sand
Wonderful day for passing my way
Knock on my door, and even the score with your eyes..
Lovely to see you again my friend
Walk along with me to the next bend...
Songwriters: JUSTIN HAYWARD
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