Archive for March 2007

Lord, Make Me an Instrument   6 comments

Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is discord, unity.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is sadness, joy.
Where these is darkness, light

Divine Master, grant me 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.
It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

(The picture is of the Church of Francis Assisi from our trip to Italy)

Posted March 30, 2007 by Lana G! in Christianity, Faith, Jesus, Prayer, Worship

Italy – A modern society in an ancient setting   3 comments

Rome is amazing.  You walk the streets and there are wonderful sites all around.  The architecture, the ruins everything is where you are.  We had a great time touring yesterday. We had a church planting missionary join the group yesterday and here are his impressions of Italy:

 Italy is a social society and the following are very important to them:

Food – It is an art form and you could probably get into a lengthy conversation with an Italian just by asking what is for dinner.

Family- It is very important. The spending power decreased overnight with the Euro. Most families are partitioning old villas and building apartments for the kids.  Family communes. 

Fashion and beauty.  They always say Bello or Bruto – Beautiful is how they describe what is good.  A clean train is a beautiful train. Beauty is a passion.

Fast Cars-Ferrari – Mazerrati Lambourghini expensive fast cars.  Everyone drives like Mario Andretti.  One inch is as good as a mile.   Stop signs are merely suggestions. Grocery carts in the store are the same way. Motorcycles galore!

Faith- Cultural religion.  Their churches are like museums with all the beautiful art and icons and statues. 

Okay, I have to catch the bus for our trip to the Vatican today.  I will post more later!

Posted March 29, 2007 by Lana G! in Faith, Food, Italy, Travel

Purple Cow   Leave a comment

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A Purple Cow
By Mr. Gelett Burgess

I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I’d rather see than be one. 

In response to the unfortunate success of the above poem….

Ah, Yes! I Wrote the “Purple Cow” —
  I’m Sorry, now, I Wrote it!
  But I can Tell you Anyhow,
  I’ll Kill you if you Quote it!

By Mr. Gelett Burgess

Posted March 29, 2007 by Lana G! in Poetry, Quotes, Reading

Pictures from London   3 comments



We made it to Italy.  Italy is amazing and I will post more pictures and info later today!  Ciao

Posted March 28, 2007 by Lana G! in History, Italy, London, Travel

One Game At a Time   Leave a comment

This is from Jan Karon’s book “A Continual Feast – Words of comfort and celebration collected by Father Tim”

You’ve got to take it one game at a time, one hitter at a time.  You’ve got to go on doing the things you’ve talked about and agreed about beforehand.  You can’t get threee outs at a time or five runs at a time.  You’ve got to concentrate on each play, each hitter, each pitch.  All this makes the game much slower and much clearer.  It breaks it down to its smallest part.  If you take the game like that, one pitch, one hitter, one inning at a time – the next thing you know, you look up and you’ve won.

Rick Dempsey, baseball catcher

Count Down to Baseball Season has Begun!

Posted March 28, 2007 by Lana G! in Baseball, Books, Life, Quotes, Reading, Sports

Italy via London   1 comment

We arrived in London safe and sound; checked into our hotel and freshened up. Then it was off for touring and tea at Claridge’s. We took the tube from Heathrow into London. We arrived in Westminster and started our walking tour of London.
The weather was pretty nice.  It was around 60 degrees out. We walked out of the tube and there was Big Ben in all his finest.  The sun was peeking behind some clouds and it made for some great silhouette shots. 

We walked toward the London Eye.  We didn’t have time to go on the Eye.  The wait was pretty long and it is a 30 minute ride.  We did get some great shots of the Eye though. We then decided to walk to Claridge’s.  We went past Westminster Chapel and Trafalgar Square and  Buckingham Palace.  We decided walking was a great way to get over some of the jet lag. We walked a couple of miles and the fresh air was definitely doing the trick


Claridge’s for Tea – Highly recommend.  The nice thing about Afternoon Tea at Claridge’s is that men don’t have to wear a tie like at the Ritz.  Our last trip we had tea at Harrods.  Steve and I both like tea at Claridge’s better than at Harrods.


We ate in the Foyer.  There was music and the choice of teas was amazing.  I started with a nesChinese white tea with silver needles.  This is a rare tea and only available for a limited time.  Steve chose a Japanese green tea.  Our sandwiches were ham and cream cheese, organic chicken, cucumber, egg and salmon with a horseradish mayonnaise.  We were so hungry we had two plates of sandwiches!  Then came time for scones and desserts – we decided to switch out our teas and Steve chose the Mediterranean Mint and I went with the Earl Grey and Lavender.  LOVED MY TEA!  The scones were moist and delicious.  The clotted cream was perfect in texture.  The jam was, the right balance of fruit and sweetness – neither over powering the other.


The desserts:  Chocolate box cake, Strawberry Tapioca Delight, Fruit Tart and a Rose Cookie Sandwich.  The Rose Cookie sandwich was interesting.  It tasted like roses!  Weird sensation to taste roses rather than smell them! 

We then headed back to the hotel and the jet lag started to hit.  The bed was calling our name – loudly!  We had a great day in London and it will be an early morning to catch our flight to
Rome so Toodle Loo for now! 



Posted March 28, 2007 by Lana G! in Entertainment, Food, History, Italy, Travel

Stepping Heavenward – Elizabeth Prentiss   Leave a comment

I must get to reading all my books for the Spring Read.  Here is an excerpt from Stepping Heavenward:

Feb. 7. – After writing that, I do not know what made me go to see Dr. Cabot.  He received me in that cheerful way of his that seems to promise the taking of one’s burden right off one’s back.

“I am very glad to see you, my dear child,” he said.

I intended to be very dignified and cold. As if I was going to have any of Dr. Cabot’s undertaking to sympathize with me! But those few kind words just upset me, and I began to cry.

“You would not speak so kindly,” I got out at last, “if you knew what a dreadful creature I am.  I am angry with myself, and angry with everybody, and angry with God. I can’t be good two minutes at a time.  I do everything I do not want to do, and do nothing I try and pray to do.  Everybody plagues me and tempts me. And God does not answer any of my prayers, and I am just desperate.”

“Poor child!” he said, in a low voice, as if to himself. “Poor, heartsick, tired child, that cannot see what I can see, that its Father’s loving arms are all about it?”

I stopped crying to strain my ears and listen.  He went on.

“Katy, all that you say may be true. I dare say it is. But God loves you.  He loves you.”

“He loves me,” I repeated to myself. “He loves me! Oh, Dr. Cabot, if I could only believe that! If I could believe that, after all the promises I have broken, all the foolish, wrong things I have done, and shall always be doing. God perhaps still loves me!”

 “You may be sure of it,” he said solemnly.  “I, His minister, bring the gospel to you today. Go home and say over and over to yourself, ‘I am a wayward foolish child.  But He loves me! I have disobeyed and grieved Him ten thousand times over. But He loves me! I have lost faith in some of my dearest friends and am very desolate.  But He loves me! I do not love Him, I am very angry with Him! But He loves me!”

I came away, and all the way home I fought this battle with myself saying, “He loves me!” I knelt down to pray, and all my wasted, childish, wicked life came and stared me in the face. I looked at it and said with tears of joy, “But He loves me!” Never in my life did I feel so rested, so quieted, so sorrowful, and yet so satisfied.

Remember always, dear child, God Loves You!

Posted March 27, 2007 by Lana G! in Books, Christianity, Jesus, Life, Quotes, Reading