Friday, August 7, 2009
Nashville....National Youth Congress
My daughter Sharayah is having a great time in Nashville at the National Youth Congress....she's called me several times to say what an awesome conference it has been...thank you to the Youth Dept. Staff who work so hard putting this on. I've heard reports there are about 20,000 in attendence.
Joshua is Turning 16 yrs old - August 8th...
My first born son is turning 16 tomorrow. We had a surprise party for him early...so we could.."surprise" him. He usually says not big parties or not much attention...but "16" is a big deal and we wanted to celebrate it.....
Friday, June 26, 2009
Proud of my Josh
We received this photo with a letter from Josh's school...it was hung in the office. He has made straight As. All A+'s with one being an A. He was student of the month. Good job Josh.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Happy 50th Birthday to My Hubby~Tom Copple
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We are having a 50th Birthday Celebration for my husband this Saturday May 2nd. Celebrating 31 years in Ministry and his 50th Birthday. Looking forward to a great night of blessing him. He is the best man that I know of. I am truly blessed that we get to share our lives together.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Neat Poem on Forgiveness!
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~~~THE GIFT OF FORGIVENESS~~~~~~~~
I have a gift for you!
It is the gift of lightness!
Of the airsome heart
Of the free and unfettered mind!
It is the gift of
the clear eye,
the unburdened conscience,
and the unshackled past.
And the gift of high nobility!
Of royal benevolence,
and kingly strength
of queenly compassion;
The gift of young prince-like daring,
and the tenderness of heart
of young princesses caring.
Ah, the gift I have for you,
is a gift like no others!
For after all that we've been through
it is all gifts
Mother of Mothers!
For now that you've seen
how precious indeed life is,
How can you waste a minute
in harbor where strife is?
What good does it do
carrying a grudge,
any hardness of heart,
any spiritual sludge!
They weigh upon your sleep
They blight your sun with haze,
casting dark shadows
over even your brightest days.
And for times when you are the transgressor,
keep these ready upon your lips;
Creations two most powerful words!
which grace delightfully encrypts:
"I'm sorry" to those when,
perhaps you are not even the one to blame,
and yet in so saying melts
hardened hearts with angels aim.
To forgive
and ask for forgiveness,
acknowledges we are all naught
but simply human;
Opens hearts
lights a light
where -giver and givee
are then illumined.
We are all but on a path
stumbling everyday;
We're indeed naught but children
learning in every way;
Trying to get it right,
but often tripping over our own good intention,
Yet on wings of forgiveness rise
phoenixes in divine ascension!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~THE GIFT OF FORGIVENESS~~~~~~~~
I have a gift for you!
It is the gift of lightness!
Of the airsome heart
Of the free and unfettered mind!
It is the gift of
the clear eye,
the unburdened conscience,
and the unshackled past.
And the gift of high nobility!
Of royal benevolence,
and kingly strength
of queenly compassion;
The gift of young prince-like daring,
and the tenderness of heart
of young princesses caring.
Ah, the gift I have for you,
is a gift like no others!
For after all that we've been through
it is all gifts
Mother of Mothers!
For now that you've seen
how precious indeed life is,
How can you waste a minute
in harbor where strife is?
What good does it do
carrying a grudge,
any hardness of heart,
any spiritual sludge!
They weigh upon your sleep
They blight your sun with haze,
casting dark shadows
over even your brightest days.
And for times when you are the transgressor,
keep these ready upon your lips;
Creations two most powerful words!
which grace delightfully encrypts:
"I'm sorry" to those when,
perhaps you are not even the one to blame,
and yet in so saying melts
hardened hearts with angels aim.
To forgive
and ask for forgiveness,
acknowledges we are all naught
but simply human;
Opens hearts
lights a light
where -giver and givee
are then illumined.
We are all but on a path
stumbling everyday;
We're indeed naught but children
learning in every way;
Trying to get it right,
but often tripping over our own good intention,
Yet on wings of forgiveness rise
phoenixes in divine ascension!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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