My youngest daughter just experienced one of the most difficult times for a young woman...waiting for her sweetheart to return from war. We give thanks that our Austin returned safe and sound from Afghanistan.
We also give thanks for his friends who didn't make it home. May their family and friends find peace in their memories of times spent together.
Finally, on this Memorial Day weekend, we give thanks for all those loved ones who have been put in harms way defending their country. God bless them all.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Photo Credit: Linda M. Neas 2010
One of my favorite poems is "A Passing Glimpse" which tells of a passenger on a train trying to determine the flower that caught his/her attention as the train traveled through the countryside.
This past week, I was given a "passing glimpse" immediately after hearing that my car was destined for the scrap heap. (When you only have one car that your livelihood depends on, this is not the kind of news that makes you jump for joy!) As I was slowly making my way into the house, wondering what we were going to do next, a motion in the arborvitae at the side of the house caught my attention. There, tucked at eye-level into the foliage was a nest with two little robins.
I ran into the house to grab my camera, hoping that the little ones would still be there. Thankfully, they were there and I captured the picture above. After the picture was taken, the little ones sat looking at me. Like any grandmother, I told them how cute they were, thanking them for the picture.
All this took but a few minutes. I left to put the photo on the computer, eager to share the experience with my beloved. An hour of so later, we left to do some errands. I pointed to where I had taken the pictures. Roger looked...nothing but an empty nest**.
"Heaven gives its glimpses only to those/not in a position to look too close." Frost
** Baby robins usually leave the nest at about 2 weeks. Obviously, these little ones where on their way when I was given the blessing of capturing them on film.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
I don't usually get into political debates, but the news from Arizona has just sent me reeling! The new Arizona Immigration Law smacks of racism and annihilation of rights (human as well as civil).
We are a land of Immigrants, with the exception of the Native Peoples who still live disenfranchised lives on reservations in the poorest parts of our country. My ancestors came from Germany and Ireland,from Slovenia and Wales, and while I have yet to be able to find documentation, possibly even Africa. So tell me, why don't I look like an alien?
If the Arizona Immigration Law is left on the books, we as a nation will need to do some serious soul searching. How can we ask others around the world to respect the rights of people, when we have a state issuing police protocols that make the SS look like school boys? How can we allow the emblem of our country, Miss Liberty to remain? Doesn't it state on her pedestal the following:
"Not like the brazen
giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I understand the issue of illegal
aliens, but in solving that problem, we cannot destroy the rights of those who have come to this great land legally, calling it home.