And on the third day HE rose from the dead, Easter Greetings from Old St Nicholas Church
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Veterans Day November 11, 2011
As some of you know, I worked ten years with the US Army’s Peace Keeping Force (KFOR) in the Balkans Region in Europe. Daily, I saw, the dedication and sacrifice of our soldiers in an active foreign military region. Their service and dedication protects our rights to individual freedom. They insure our right to liberty, justice, and life. Their actions guarantee our right to worship without fear of reprisal. Honor with Prayer our service men and women that stand in formation every day to protect our freedom. Remember and Pray for the souls of those that paid the ultimate price for our freedom. The patriotism shown by these men and women reflect great credit upon themselves and the United States. No finer soldiers are to be found throughout the free world.
In Europe, my Brother and I toured the locations where our Father had served. He served with General Patton during World War II and took part in eight major campaigns (dd214). Visiting the American Cemeteries, I learned that untold numbers of American Soldiers not only gave their life defending our country, but are interred in foreign soil. Many are still missing and unaccounted for. Give Thanks and Remember them today. I think of the words from Flanders Field, although it was written during World War I, it still rings true today.
In Europe, my Brother and I toured the locations where our Father had served. He served with General Patton during World War II and took part in eight major campaigns (dd214). Visiting the American Cemeteries, I learned that untold numbers of American Soldiers not only gave their life defending our country, but are interred in foreign soil. Many are still missing and unaccounted for. Give Thanks and Remember them today. I think of the words from Flanders Field, although it was written during World War I, it still rings true today.
In Flanders Fields
John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
September 11 th Prayer for Peace
Father God, Healer of my Soul, I give you thanks and praise in all things. Today, I remember the tragic events of September 11, 2001, when the world was shaken by an act of hatred and evilness of incomprehensible proportion. An act resulting is such tremendous loss of human life, property, and trust. Teach me to return love for hate, and to love my neighbor as myself.
As I remember the tragic events of September 11th, I think of the Prayer of St. Francis, words he lived by, such wise words quoted many times by Mother Theresa. Father, make me an instruments of thy Peace,
Pray of St. Francis
Lord Make me an instrument of thy peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love,
Where there is injury, pardon,
Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is darkness, light,
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Devine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive. It is in pardoning, that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen
As I remember the tragic events of September 11th, I think of the Prayer of St. Francis, words he lived by, such wise words quoted many times by Mother Theresa. Father, make me an instruments of thy Peace,
Pray of St. Francis
Lord Make me an instrument of thy peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love,
Where there is injury, pardon,
Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is darkness, light,
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Devine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive. It is in pardoning, that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen
Friday, September 9, 2011
Ever Present God, My Savior and Rock. You guide me upon the sand; Lead me that I might know the path you have for me. Make my way straight and clear to you. You are my rock and foundation in shifting sands. Keep me safe from the snares of the devil that waits to ambush me. Lift me up and hold me in thy strength. Give me courage when I falter, and grow weary. Console me and lift me up should I faint, draw me to your side. You are my resting place. Never release me, Lord.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Psalms 121
A Song of degrees.
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills. From whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, Which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: He that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel Shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper: The Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite thee by day, Nor the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: He shall preserve thy soul. The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in From this time forth, and even for evermore.
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