Can holy blessings be found in a box of donuts? Can an angry, grieving skinhead learn to become a peacemaker after a chance encounter with a strange old lady? Can a rock in a leather bag help a wounded soldier's spirit heal? The Gods of old still walk the world. They can still be found, if you know how to look. And they bring blessings and challenges, suffering and healing, to those who can find them. In this collection of short stories, John T. Mainer explores how the ancient Gods might still be found, and how they might bless us as our paths cross theirs. From war-torn Bosnia and Afghanistan, to the peaceful green hills of British Columbia and the bustle of downtown Vancouver, he shows us how-perhaps-we might find them today. Even the most ordinary of places can turn out to be not so ordinary at all. . . and even the most ordinary-seeming person could turn out to be a God in disguise.
Effective peace agreements are rarely accomplished by idealists. The process of moving from situations of entrenched oppression, armed conflict, open warfare, and mass atrocities toward peace and reconciliation requires a series of small steps and compromises to open the way for the kind of dialogue and negotiation that make political stability, the beginning of democracy, and the rule of law a possibility. For over forty years, Charles Villa-Vicencio has been on the front lines of Africa's battle for racial equality. In Walk with Us and Listen, he argues that reconciliation needs honest talk to promote trust building and enable former enemies and adversaries to explore joint solutions to the cause of their conflicts. He offers a critical assessment of the South African experiment in transitional justice as captured in the Truth and Reconciliation Commission and considers the influence of ubuntu, in which individuals are defined by their relationships, and other traditional African models of reconciliation. Political reconciliation is offered as a cautious model against which transitional politics needs to be measured. Villa-Vicencio challenges those who stress the obligation to prosecute those allegedly guilty of gross violation of human rights, replacing this call with the need for more complementarity between the International Criminal Court and African mechanisms to achieve the greater goals of justice and peace building.
God wants a relationship with us, a relationship that is rooted in His love and grounded in His forgiveness. He Walks with Us is about God’s relationship with us. It is about God applying His truths to our lives. The truths presented focus our attention on God and not ourselves. It is God telling us what He has already done for us, rather than us asking what we can do. The theme throughout Scripture is that man sins and God forgives. Man is unfaithful, and God is ever faithful. God walks with us even when we are walking down the wrong path. God wants us to have power over sin. He wants to build faithfulness in us. He wants to take us by the hand and walk with us down the right path. God’s walk with us begins with His living Word, Jesus Christ, and His written Word, the Bible. He Walks with Us examines both and uses both to explain God’s role. Ultimately, it is all God and none of us. The truth is that we are because He is. He is the author and perfecter of our faith. It is wonderful to know that we cannot fail when God has the responsibility for our success. He Walks with Us is how God will succeed at that good work that He has started within us.
"The author asks as you read this 'prison reform' book interlaced with small parts of her own personal involvement, that you overlook the grammar, punctuation and, sentence structure errors because she did not and, does not consider herself a writer. But she felt this story had to be told to inform society there is another view of prison life on the inside, rather than only the stories reported by the media and the justice system itself. Therefore, what you are about to read will take you on a journey into the chilling hellhole of prison and, you will find it is not at all what you expected it to be. Quite the contrary, it is a house of dreams for souls who are victims themselves: Victims of abuse while living on the outside in society and, victims of abuse by the penal system during incarceration. In addition, they are victims of drug and alcohol related incidents, or bad judgment and, in more cases than we can imagine, of wrongful conviction." "Elaine was almost oblivious to the insane walk; two sets of remote controlled steel gates, a search room, a 70-foot fenced walkway topped with rolls of ice-steel razor wire, another set of barred gates, but this time, she was conducted straight to the hospital. Every time she made this trip she was appalled at the madness behind the disproportionate security. It appeared to her the perimeter towers, rifles, steel topped clubs, pepper spray and stun guns strapped to the hips of every guard were security enough against men who were shackled behind these cement walls." (p. 17) "Elaine was alone in Starke, Florida. She had driven from Michigan alone to meet Horace and to help him with his appeals and also, when the time was right to become his wife. During the five months since her arrival from Michigan, she had made a few acquaintances, but hadnt had sufficient time to make a good friend. Horace had been her only friend. She had neither friends nor family to stand by her side to give comfort and solace as Horace slowly died a suffering death. But why? Why would a woman, who was considered an average societal wife and mother, leave family and home, even divorcing, to marry a man on death row? Why enter into an environment where personal diminishment is the daily experience? And especially perplexing, why enter into a relationship with a man whose impending death was possibly the only future? Why did Elaine do this? Did She have a choice? It seemed, somehow, her whole life had prepared her in a special way to follow this course, as if a plot had been written. Did she feel a martyr? Did she feel a fool? Did she feel courageous? Elaine truly doesn't have answers to any of these questions, yet one thing she knows about herself," (p. 21) "Even though Horace worked hard in the orange groves all day and led a Honky Tonk band at night in several Lounges in Bartow and Eloise, it didn't matter what he could have been. His reality was, he was marked...His being part Japanese at that prejudicial time and Native American as well, he was prejudged and condemned by an absurd record of poverty and ethnicity. Whether he was laboring in the groves or strumming his guitar playing in lounges at night, Horace was a wandering man with a wandering heart in search of fulfillment. And for this honky-tonk heartbreaker, unfortunately, the worst was about to come for he was one more person who would not be touched by the American Dream but was about to become part of Americas nightmare. (page 29) "The Court: If I can assure you that I would makewell, I will assure you that in the event you are sentenced to life or death The Defendant: Yes, maam. The Court:that I would do everything within my power to have them protect you, but in protecting you, not isolate you from sight and hearing of other inmates. The Defendant: Yes, maam, I understand.
It also leads us back to a life of hope, blessings, and peace. Walk With Me directs us all to the one true living God who will walk with all of us and help us to overcome our hardships and be better because of them.
Release on 2014-10-03 | by Veleyne Anida Amsterdam
Author: Veleyne Anida Amsterdam
Come, Walk With Me, is a compilation of real conversations with the Almighty! The author has chronicled every detail of those spiritually satisfying conversations with astonishing clarity through prayers, poems and songs. As you go for your walks, you too can take in-depth care to observe your surroundings and connect with the natural beauty and solace in your God-given environment. Do you have a problem? Just take a walk with Him and talk with Him. Reflect on the journey and praise God for the provisions he has made available to you.
14 OSSIE CHANNER Blue Bird Oh my blue bird flap your wings to the sounds of the wind turn Your head to the early morning sun and open your beak and sing to me My sweet with open arms I will dance with you blue bird Until my legs cant move any more Blue bird then you can rap your wings around me Blue bird let me feel the warmth of your feathers Push your chest out baby and sing I will dance just for you Blue bird takes me to the mountain where the frosty mist covered the leaves And sing for me blue bird the nightingale The sparrows and all their friends will all start singing and dancing with us Blue bird. We can all dance to the valley To the side of the river Into the garden where all the rose are slowly opening To the sound of the wind Sing baby sing blue bird. Dream Lover . . . The early morning sun glittered On my bed room window As if it was some kind of red diamond That move with a feeling of intimacies That could drive a man wild, The color of the sun drag across the cream colored silk sheet As if a painter has romantically painted the colors of the rainbow all over my bed That could only be love. I know I was in heaven As I slowly turn to take my angel into my arms To my surprise she was gone I run to the door shout out her name Door to door to the living room Where the bright glittering sun force her colorful light though the widow shade. On the coffee table was a note she left behind. I fell asleep in your arms and yes I feel like a queen on the chest of my lord With our bodies rap around each others I was secured Like an angel in heaven. Then I was awaken by your soft voice calling some one your angel And it was not my name So I take first flight out to a lonely place Call hearth break hotel so long dream lover
From Joan Medlicott, the nationally bestselling creator of the beloved Ladies of Covington series, comes an inspiring, hope-filled tale of a woman who finds the courage to begin a journey that will lead to a whole new life. When Claire Bennett's husband died, she felt directionless. Their thriving antiques business and beautiful house in the Hamptons, the social scene and her volunteer work -- all seemed empty without Phillip. Estranged from her adult daughter and son, Claire knows that in the depths of her heart she still mourns a terrible loss from a tragic accident years ago. Fleeing her memories, Claire moves to a condo in Florida, then impulsively leaves to visit her engaged daughter in North Carolina. From the sandy beaches of Boca Raton to a tiny farm tucked high in the Blue Ridge Mountains, Claire gains self-awareness through the unexpected kindness of strangers, and finally forces herself to confront some hard truths from the past. Finding a joy in life that has been missing for many years, Claire at last reaches out to her son and daughter. And when the healing of old wounds leads her to a new love, Claire realizes that her travels have brought her to a place where she will never again walk alone.