I am sharing a video with you of a sermon that a man by the name of John Piper gave concerning the issue of abortion. It is a powerful message and I recommend that you watch it. I am also going to post the link to a video that shows an actual abortion taking place. It is very graphic and in warning I share that it begins immediately. I had a hard time watching it, but I do ask that you watch it whether you are "pro-choice" or "pro-life." It is informing and I do believe that anyone reading this should strongly consider viewing it. The sermon video is below and the video link is found here: http://www.abortionno.org/
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
"Dance on My Heart," by Allen Koepke (with recording)
Once two handsome gentlemen asked a fair young maid a question:
"What must we do to win your hand and gain your kind affection?"
One said he was "stronger by far," than any other man that she'd meet.
Also being braver than most, said, "Please marry me- I'm adoringly sweet."
Then, said the other, "What if I give you diamonds and pearls, would you be my bride?
I can offer power and riches. All through your life you'll be satisfied!"
"Well," she replied, "I'd make my selection,
and you'd receive my love and affection
if you danced on my heart, if you sang to my soul.
But alas! My heart is not pounding
and your songs are not sounding.
Therefore, I cannot marry you."
Then a kindly gentleman asked the fair young maid the question:
"What must I do to win your hand and gain your kind affection?
I can only promise to love you, be at your side through all of my life.
I will be your faithful companion! Come take my hand, say you'll be my wife."
"What must we do to win your hand and gain your kind affection?"
One said he was "stronger by far," than any other man that she'd meet.
Also being braver than most, said, "Please marry me- I'm adoringly sweet."
Then, said the other, "What if I give you diamonds and pearls, would you be my bride?
I can offer power and riches. All through your life you'll be satisfied!"
"Well," she replied, "I'd make my selection,
and you'd receive my love and affection
if you danced on my heart, if you sang to my soul.
But alas! My heart is not pounding
and your songs are not sounding.
Therefore, I cannot marry you."
Then a kindly gentleman asked the fair young maid the question:
"What must I do to win your hand and gain your kind affection?
I can only promise to love you, be at your side through all of my life.
I will be your faithful companion! Come take my hand, say you'll be my wife."
"Sir," she replied, "you are my selection,
and you'll receive my love and affection
for you dance on my heart, you sing to my soul.
I'll take your hand,
wear your wedding band.
Yes, kind sir, I will marry you!"
Above is a recording of "Dance on My Heart," beautifully performed by The West Plains High School Women's Chorus.
Friday, January 6, 2012
"One Boy Told Me," Video & "Famous," by Naomi Shihab Nye
Famous
The river is famous to the fish.
The loud voice is famous to silence,
which knew it would inherit the earth
before anybody said so.
The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching him from the birdhouse.
The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The idea you carry close to your bosom
is famous to your bosom.
The boot is famous to the earth,
more famous than the dress shoe,
which is famous only to floors.
The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it
and not at all famous to the one who is pictured.
I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.
I want to be famous in the way the pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.
This is a link to see a video of the writer (Naomi Shihab Nye) reading her piece, "One Boy Told Me." Video provided the Poetry Foundation.
(Video produced by WGBH & David Grubin Productions, fimmaker Leitra Luchetti, & student filmmakers at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee's docUWM media center.)
The river is famous to the fish.
The loud voice is famous to silence,
which knew it would inherit the earth
before anybody said so.
The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching him from the birdhouse.
The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The idea you carry close to your bosom
is famous to your bosom.
The boot is famous to the earth,
more famous than the dress shoe,
which is famous only to floors.
The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it
and not at all famous to the one who is pictured.
I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.
I want to be famous in the way the pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.
This is a link to see a video of the writer (Naomi Shihab Nye) reading her piece, "One Boy Told Me." Video provided the Poetry Foundation.
(Video produced by WGBH & David Grubin Productions, fimmaker Leitra Luchetti, & student filmmakers at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee's docUWM media center.)
A Children's Garden of Poetry: The Poetry Foundation; Daffodils, The Tropics in New York, & Hope Is the Thing With Feathers
"Daffodils," by William Wordsworth. Read by Dave Matthews.
"The Tropics in New York," by Claude McKay. Read by Ziggy Marley.
"Hope Is the Thing With Feathers," by Emily Dickinson. Read by Claire Danes and signed by Rachel (age 9).
Each is a link to small clips from a "movie," I watched last night. It's thirty minutes long, but it's absolutely wonderful and I highly recommend it. It was created by The Poetry Foundation, it's called "A Children's Garden of Poetry." I really, really enjoyed it and actually plan to watch it for the second time this evening. It is available for order on Netflix and I know that it can also be purchased on Amazon. I want it! Again, this is a tiny bit that only shows a couple sides to this video. I encourage you to watch the full thing any time you get a chance. You won't regret it!
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