The First Thanksgiving Proclamation June 20, 1676

"The Holy God having by a long and Continual Series of his Afflictive dispensations in and by the present Warr with the Heathen Natives of this land, written and brought to pass bitter things against his own Covenant people in this wilderness, yet so that we evidently discern that in the midst of his judgements he hath remembered mercy, having remembered his Footstool in the day of his sore displeasure against us for our sins, with many singular Intimations of his Fatherly Compassion, and regard; reserving many of our Towns from Desolation Threatened, and attempted by the Enemy, and giving us especially of late with many of our Confederates many signal Advantages against them, without such Disadvantage to ourselves as formerly we have been sensible of, if it be the Lord's mercy that we are not consumed, It certainly bespeaks our positive Thankfulness, when our Enemies are in any measure disappointed or destroyed; and fearing the Lord should take notice under so many Intimations of his returning mercy, we should be found an Insensible people, as not standing before Him with Thanksgiving, as well as lading him with our Complaints in the time of pressing Afflictions:

The Council has thought meet to appoint and set apart the 29th day of this instant June, as a day of Solemn Thanksgiving and praise to God for such his Goodness and Favour, many Particulars of which mercy might be Instanced, but we doubt not those who are sensible of God's Afflictions, have been as diligent to espy him returning to us; and that the Lord may behold us as a People offering Praise and thereby glorifying Him; the Council doth commend it to the Respective Ministers, Elders and people of this Jurisdiction; Solemnly and seriously to keep the same Beseeching that being perswaded by the mercies of God we may all, even this whole people offer up our bodies and soulds as a living and acceptable Service unto God by Jesus Christ."

Voting such a neglected privalidge...

Sometimes it astounds me how we in America can live in a land where we actually have a voice, and yet do not use it except to complain...We have the ability to enact change, or to preserve things according to our conscious, and yet we don't exercise it. So many people around the world would give anything to have what we so carelessly throw away. It just saddens me to see such waste and neglect when it come to our freedom, and out children's freedom...I am reminded of a scripture in one of my core books which states that where much is given, much is required. IF we continue to not live up to the responsibility of such a privilege as freedom, we will wake up to discover that that privilege is no longer ours to claim...

Why do people love Halloween so very much?

I have asked myself this many times. What I have decided it that this unique Holiday appeals to people in two main areas (this is not to say that there are other aspects of the holiday that do not appeal...) : 1- Their sweet tooth. Even though the fad of today is to be heath conscious, deep down even if they pretend otherwise, everyone has a sweet tooth...And a licences to indulge one's sweet tooth to one's heart's content once a year is to some considered a necessity...2- Their love of dressing up. In this world where image means so much, people often feel trapped in how people see them. Thus the idea of putting on a costume and different persona for even one night appeals on so many levels. It is freeing, it is fun, and it is safe feeling.

Ode to a Spelling Checker

Eye halve a spelling check her;
It came with my pea sea.
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss steaks aye kin knot sea.

Eye ran this poem threw it
Your sure reel glad two no.
Its vary polished in it’s weigh,
My checker tolled me sew.

A check her is a bless sing;
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.

Each frays come posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule;
The checker pours o’er every word
To cheque sum spelling rule.

Bee fore wee rote with checkers
Hour spelling was inn deck line,
Butt now when wee dew have a laps,
Wee are knot maid too wine.

Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
Their are know faults with in my cite,
Of nun eye am a wear.

Now spelling does knot phase me,
It does knot bring a tier;
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.

To rite with care is quite a feet
Of witch won should be proud;
And wee mussed dew da best wee can
Sew flaws are knot aloud.

That’s why eye brake in two averse
Cuz eye dew want too please.
Sow glad eye yam that aye did bye
This soft wear four pea seas.

How I finally taught the big guy a lesson

“I did not provoke the fight, so I feel no remorse for what I was forced to do. We were arguing, and since I was right and he was wrong, he decided to fight to cover his stupidity.

He swung at me first, but because I was in top physical condition, I was able to act quickly and block the punch neatly with my head.

I then jumped to the ground, knocking him down on top of me. I placed my ear in his mouth and poked his finger several times with my eye.

His teeth hurt so much from the strength of my ear that he became irate and tried to kick me, but I cleverly blocked the onslaught with my ribs and face.

I scrambled to my feet and ran to my car in hopes I would get away and save this man from my deadly hands. Before I could start the car he pulled me from the still open door. I then proceeded to swing at him, but only managed to hit myself in the head.

To this I said, “What’s this two against one?” That was the final straw—I lost all control. There will be no mercy!!

Taking him in my death grip, I pounded him in the knee with my stomach—then I hit him two or three times in the fist with my teeth! He had had it! I could tell. After that he didn’t even try to pick me up off the ground. He was too chicken!!

Perspective is everything!

THe Poverty of the Earth

“The real poverty of the Earth is as common in the South Bronx of New York City as it is in India. The poverty we must fight is the poverty of unwanted humanity, a spiritual poverty that develops when no one cares. This poverty will never be erased by money and medicine and material. It can only be cured by love.” ~Mother Teresa

Mother Teresa is right. We live in a time where men's hearts are indeed waxing cold. Apathy is running rampant. Now more then ever we must fight not just to feel, but to feel love, forgiveness, empathy, kindness etc... This is not a condition that if we just ignore it will go away. The only way to overcome this sort of poverty is to counter act it with Christlike feelings and attributes. We must not only feel love, but express it. We must not only feel empathy, but act upon it. We must not only forgive others, but ourselves. We must not only expect kindness, but give it to others.

To be at peace with oneself...

It is easier to handle being alone because there is no one else about then to be alone even though you are surrounded by many people. I came to this conclusion long ago. Growing up it seemed that the only time I wasn't on the outside looking in, was when there was no one else around. I found my self becoming increasingly more solitary because it was less painful then being around others. I went off by myself to hide, to grieve, or to protect myself.

Thankfully over time this all changed. Somewhere along the line I made peace with myself. Once this occurred my whole life changed. I was surprised how it became easier to be around other people, and yet I still seek out and even look forward to those times of complete solitude.(And I am not talking about being away from people but surrounded by distractions. I don't need to be occupied with books, music, TV, computers, movies etc... I love to sit alone in a quite room and meditate, communicate with my God, and delve into the recesses of my mind and imagination.)

Why? Because it is during these times, that I can regain my center. It is at these times when I find that I come to greater understanding of myself, my God, and creation. It is at these times when I am filled with peace, strength, guidance, and love. Then I go and return to the outside world ready to love, serve, and live.

You Should Be a Film Writer

You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

The Test of Mortality...

"Oh Lord, let me forgive those who sin differently than I do."

~Stephen Covey, author of 7 Habits of Highly Effective People

I love this Quote! For me it is most bittersweet. Maybe because it strikes too close to home. Why do we feel inclined to point out, even if only to ourselves the flaws in those around us? And why is it so much harder to forgive those who sin differently then we do? We all are in the battle of overcoming our weaknesses to become all we were created to be. Even if all of our weaknesses are different, are we not all in that same boat called mortality. And upon closer look, could the test of mortality though personalized be more equalized then we at first thought?

Perhaps if we looked for the strengths of those about us instead of their weaknesses we could value them for who they really are and what they have to offer. Then when we truly hit the rapids in life, we can enter them with confidence, for though we could never make it through alone, we know that united in our efforts we can paddle with strength, purpose, and skill. Thus together we help each other, our strengths can overcome their weakness and their strengths can overcome ours so that together we can all become what we were created to be.

My Aura

Your Aura is Violet

Idealistic and thoughtful, you have the mind and ideas to change the world.And you have the charisma of a great leader, even if you don't always use it! The purpose of your life: saying truths that other people dare not say Famous purples include: Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr., Susan B. Anthony Careers for you to try: Political Activist, Inventor, Life Coach

http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourauraquiz/">What Color Is Your Aura?

What would it be like to be the wind?

I am sitting at a desk looking out the window watching the wind play with the trees in my yard, and I find that I am in a fanciful and inquisitive mood. What would it be like to be the wind? You are no longer just air, but air in forceful motion. Is the wind always playful, or does she sometimes feel thoughtful, pensive, angry or sad? Does she fly through the air, or soar? What is it like to maneuver through the skies and cut through or move all within your path? What does the wind do when the air doesn’t feel inclined to be well…windy? Does the Wind have a county home for when she want’s to get away? Does she like the twinkling sounds of chimes, or does the noise grate at her nerves? What happens when the wind becomes tired? What is the language of the wind, and what would she say to you if you could understand? Oh I have so many questions I think I shall just have to ask a local genie for the favor to become the wind for a day or a year to learn for myself. When I find out I promise to tell you all what I find.

A day in the life of a Mermaid....

I have often wondered what it would be like to be a mermaid. How deep in the ocean do they really live? Can they see colors and light that is so far advanced to human ability, in able to see in the darkest depths of the ocean? Do they have a special light source that is not known to land living man to illuminate the deepest darkest waters? Do they rule all the creatures of the ocean, or do they live by truce with the more powerful creatures of the deep? How long do they live? What is their culture like? What do they have in replace of dancing? Do they have artists? Do they have special kinds of books that can be under water? Do they speak a specific language or all languages? What is their music like? Can they talk to the fellow sea creatures? What do they eat? What is it like to swim in the deep? I have so many questions that the only solution is for me to either become good friends with a mermaid (so I can ask her all the questions I have bubbling inside without her being bothered by my impertinence…), or make friends with a fairy who can grant me (safely of course) the ability to become a mermaid for a time (A day perhaps) to experience it for myself.

How we see ourselves

The rarest thing in the world is a woman who is pleased with photographs of herself. ~Elizabeth Metcalf

I came across this quote and asked myself why this is true. It is a rare woman indeed, who is pleased with photos of herself and an ever rarer woman who is pleased with her reflection in the mirror.

What would happen, if when we see ourselves in the mirror, and in pictures our internal voice said hello beautiful, instead of hello ugly? I am reminded that our thoughts, become our actions, become our habits, become our character, become our destiny. If this is true what is the destiny we women are creating with out negative thoughts, and what could it be if we changed those thoughts positive?

GRAMMER MADE EASY IN TWENTY-THREE STEPSor HOW TO RITE RITE

1.Don't abbrev.
2.Check to see if you any words out.
3.Be carefully to use adjectives and adverbs correct.
4.About sentence fragments.
5.When dangling, don't use participles.
6.Don't use no double negatives.
7.Each pronoun agrees with their antecedent.
8.Just between you and I, case is important.
9.Join clauses good, like a conjunction should.
10.Don't use commas, that aren't necessary.
11.Its important to use apostrophe's right.
12.It's better not to unnecessarily split an infinitive.
13.Never leave a transitive verb just lay there without an object.
14.Only Proper Nouns should be capitalized. also a sentence should
begin with a capital and end
with a period
15.Use hyphens in compound-words, not just in any two-word phrase.
16.In letters compositions reports and things like that we use commas
to keep a string of items apart.
17.Watch out for irregular verbs which have creeped into our language.
18.Verbs has to agree with their subjects.
19.Avoid unnecessary redundancy.
20.A writer mustn't shift your point of view.
21.Don't write a run-on sentence you've got to punctuate it.
22.A preposition isn't a good thing to end a sentence with.
23.Avoid cliches like the plague.

(Author Unknown)

Cheese

Maybe I should have been born a mouse, for I just adore cheese. I love to use it in a myriad of recipes . For example it is great as a topping on salads, sandwiches, and pasta dishes.

However when I want to just snack on cheese, my favorite two kinds are Mild Cheddar, and Swiss. I was just eating thin cut slices of Swiss cheese, and I have come to the conclusion that the best tasting slices are the ones with the big holes on them.

For some reason if the Swiss cheese has only little holes or no holes, it doesn’t taste good at all, but when it has big holes it tastes wonderful. Ummm just thinking of it makes my mouth water. I think I hall have another slice or two.

The sound I love the Most

Last night I was asked what my least favorite sound, and my most favorite sound was. I though about it. I am a very visual person, which correlates into being extremely sensitive to sounds, for every sound evokes poignant images (both good and bad). Because of this there are many sounds that I both love, and greatly dislike.

In the end I answered that my most disliked sound is hard rock. The chaos of noise, the screeching, the darkness, the depression, the pain, the anger, and apathy communicated in such music makes me positively sick if ever I am unfortunate enough to hear it.

As for the sound I love the best, It was a cross between a baby's laugh, and a real thunder storm. Like the ones I experienced on my mission in the south during hurricane season. (A Tropical Storm)

To white wash a mountian top

While driving on the freeway today, my dad said, that “If April showers bring May Flowers, then we probably won’t be seeing many May flowers this year.” I guess it hasn’t rained much here this spring. With Summer around the corner, I asked if that meant we would be having drought problems again this year. “That depends, on a lot of things, including how much snow we got in the mountains.

I look towards Mt. Timp. And saw a lot of white. “That’s encouraging” I said. Then a thought occurred…What if someone whitewashed the mountains to make them just appear to be snow capped…? It's a conspiracy!

Let's Go Fly A Kite!

It is beautifully windy outside, and all I can think is that…

“With tuppence for paper and strings,
you can have your own set of wings.
With your feet on the ground,
you're a bird in flight!
With your fist holding tight,
to the string of your kite!

Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let's go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let's go fly a kite!

When you send it flying up there,
all at once your lighter than air!
You can dance on the breeze,
over 'ouses and trees!
With your fist 'olding tight,
to the string your kite!

Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height
Let's go fly a kite
And send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let's go fly a kite!”

Have you ever tried to imagine what it would feel like to actually fly. I’m not talking about doing so in a machine or strapped to something. I am talking hones to goodness flying. You know like Superman… It is easiest for me to imagine soaring through the airs, when I am out flying a kite. For then even though my feet are solidly on the ground, it feels as if a part of me (the important part) is communing with the clouds above. Ahhh.

Well since I have no kite, I guess my imagination shall have to do for now. It will be a bit more difficult, but not impossible. Mayhap I shall go for a nice walk later, so at least I can feel the wind on my face.

Happiness is...

Have you ever sat and contemplated what happiness is? I have upon occasion. It is a very important subject after all. With all that in mind...I was reading one of my favorite books the other day to my friend and roommate. In this book the main character was sitting at family dinner one evening, and everyone was stating what they believed happiness is. I just loved her reply, "Happiness is being able to sneeze whenever you want."

Ahhh, Another Blog is Born...

As a warning I created this blog to satisfy my more random moods. So if you are looking for some terribly interesting blog, that stimulates your dazzling intellect I am sorry, you should probably look elsewhere. For everyone else welcome.

If you are wondering about the name of this blog all I can say is…I don’t know when it started; but, for the longest time, whenever a friend says, “I have a question.” Before they can ask, I respond, “The answer is 27 and sometimes on Tuesday.”