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Archives for: February 2008

The First Sign

by akerman @ Friday, 22. Feb, 2008 - 10:12:23 am

Well, is this the first harbinger of Spring. I'm sat at the computer looking through the Patio Doors and down flutters a Jenny Wren, and starts pecking around in one of the planters. Perhaps we should start putting out a few crumbs etc for them, but I'm worried that the dog will frighten them off :|


 
 

A Prayer for the Third Wednesday in Lent

by akerman @ Wednesday, 20. Feb, 2008 - 09:15:40 am

Retrieved form the CAFOD/Christian Aid/DLT Lent Book 2006

Lord Jesus,
Lead me in my life and witness
so that I may follow you
into a closer relationship with God. Amen

Thought for the Day, Third Wednesday in Lent

by akerman @ Wednesday, 20. Feb, 2008 - 09:13:41 am

Retrieved form the CAFOD/Christian Aid/DLT Lent Book 2006

"Our faith only becomes real when we practice it."

A Thought for the Day

by akerman @ Sunday, 10. Feb, 2008 - 05:40:50 pm

It was love which first prompted you to create us.
(Catherine of Siena, c 1347-1380)

A prayer for the First Sunday of Lent

by akerman @ Sunday, 10. Feb, 2008 - 05:39:14 pm

Free us, God of mercy, from all that keeps us from you, relieve the misery of the anxious and the ashamed and fill us with the hope of peace. Amen

Janis Ian - Tatoo

by akerman @ Monday, 04. Feb, 2008 - 11:42:43 pm

I just have to share with you, one of Janis Ian's songs, which I seemed to have missed. If you get a chance go to You Tube and search (Janis Ian Tatoo) The lyrics stand alone but together with Janis' vocals are very moving.

Tatoo ( Breaking Silence )

HER NEW NAME WAS TATTOOED TO HER WRIST
IT WAS LONGER THAN THE OLD ONE
SEALED IN THE SILENCE WITH A FIST
THIS NIGHT WILL BE A COLD ONE
CENTURIES LIVE IN HER EYES
DESTINY LAUGHS OVER JACK-BOOTED THIGHS
"WORK MAKES US FREE" SAYS THE SIGN
NOTHING LEAVES HERE ALIVE
TATTOO
SHE STEPS OUT OF LINE TO THE LEFT
AND HER FATHER TO THE RIGHT
ONE SIDES A COLD, CLEAN DEATH
THE OTHER IS AN ENDLESS NIGHT
GOLD FROM A GRANDMOTHER'S TOOTH
MOUNTAINS OF JEWELRY AND TOYS
PILED IN THE CORNERS, MAILED ACROSS THE BORDERS
PRESENTS FOR THE GIRLS AND BOYS
PRESENTS FOR THE GIRLS AND BOYS
TATTOO
AND IT GETS DARKER EVERY NIGHT
SPREAD-EAGLED OUT AMONG THE STARS, SHE SAYS
"SOMEWHERE IN THIS TUNNEL LIVES A LIGHT
STILL MY BEATING HEART
I HAVE NEVER KNOWN A MAN
WHAT MAN WILL WANT ME NOW?
AM I STILL ALIVE, SOMEHOW?
IF I CAN SURVIVE, SOMEHOW
TATTOOED"
SOLDIERS FROM THE OTHER SIDE
LIBERATED THEM AT DAWN
GAVE HER WATER, GAVE HER LIFE
SHE STILL HAD ALL HER CLOTHES ON
SHE LIVED UNTIL SHE DIED
EMPTY AS THE AUTUMN LEAVES THAT FLY
SURGEONS TOOK THE MARK
BUT THEY COULD NOT TAKE IT FAR
IT WAS WRITTEN ON HER HEART
WRITTEN ON HER EMPTY HEART
TATTOOED


 
 

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