…this is not written by me. However, I did want to share it with you.
Consider this profound statement, spoken by a prominent politician in 1971, on the issue of abortion prior to the Roe ruling:
While the deep concern of a woman bearing an unwanted child merits consideration and sympathy, it is my personal feeling that the legalization of abortion is not in accordance with the value which our civilization places on human life. Wanted or unwanted, I believe that human life, even at its earliest stages, has certain rights which must be recognized – the right to be born, the right to love, the right to grow old. …
When history looks back to this era it should recognize this generation as one that cared about human beings enough to halt the practice of war, to provide a decent living for every family and to fulfill its responsibility to its children from the very moment of conception.
Then weep.
For these were the words of Sen. Ted Kennedy, who radically changed his stance on the issue as columnist Gregory J. Sullivan notes and laments here in today’s The [Philadelphia] Bulletin.
Our heart goes out to Sen. Kennedy, who now battles a terrible type of brain cancer. Still, we cannot help but wish that this powerful leader had remained an advocate for the unborn.
(c) 2008 Marybeth T. Hagan
Note: Photo by Brian Snyder/Reuters
June 6, 2008
She was a spectacular woman. Determined and full of fire. She’d meet you at the porch door after the long drive into the country, and you knew that, if you were patient and played outside for a while, there’d be a Dr Pepper party coming along soon.
She’d tell you to stand up tall and be proud of your height, and she’d snap at you if you had your hand in your mouth or near your eyes. Germs were for the foolish and lazy.
When the food was ready, she’d ring the dinner bell and cry out in her singular manner. A cry that could also be heard coming down from the bleachers, over everybody and everything else, while you stood on the football field in the middle of the game.
She was proud of her heritage, of her family’s past, but she was even prouder of its future. She made me laugh like no one else. She had feisty one-liners and sometimes they stung.
She’d hold you tight in her hug and start to tickle your sides, but then she’d squeeze your hand and, with a serious look, tell you how much you meant to her and how she was so proud of you, of all her bunch. Her singing voice was direct and unflappable, and she’d take the bass line. She’d volunteer you for anything and have the utmost confidence that you would make it a smashing success.
She liked dogs and cared little for cats. She loved her great-grandchildren. She had no patience for whiners.
She had traveled the world but was more than content to be living in the sparse expanse between Sedan and Amistad. Come summer, she was moving into town.
She’d pat your friends on the behind upon introduction, and you’d expectantly wait for that look of surprise to suddenly appear on their face.
She loved a man fiercely for over fifty years, and they were a balanced pair. She loved him even after he died, and she tried to keep real flowers at his grave, but nothing stays alive in that summer heat.
Her hair was thick, and her eyes sparked. Her faith was strong.
She would always say how lucky she was to be in this family. But we knew we were the lucky ones.
(The above was written by my youngest brother, David.)______________________________________________
I don’t even know if I care to continue this blog. I just don’t have the time or it’s more like it not a top priority for me! However, I’m having a hard time this week.
My grandma died in May. It was a total shock. She was strong in body and mind. Since she was moving to town, I was going to get to see her more. I was really looking forward to that! I miss her so much! I miss her smile, her encouragement, her voice, her hugs, her talks, her drinking coffee with me, her commitment to Christ, her love for me and my little family …
I’m behind on editing my pictures. I was working on some from Easter of this year. I found this in the corner of a picture taken of one of my girls being tickled by an uncle. Here’s Grandma hugging one of my cousins. I can’t see her face, but I can feel her hug, and I needed that today.
So, here’s a hug from my grandma to any of you who need it…
August 16, 2007
Enjoy this cute story I received from a friend:
A mom was concerned about her kindergarten son walking to school. He didn’t want his mother to walk with him. She wanted to give him the feeling that he had some independence but yet know that he was safe. So she had an idea of how to handle it. She asked a neighbor if she would please follow him to school in the mornings, staying at a distance, so he probably wouldn’t notice her. She said that since she was up early with her toddler anyway, it would be a good way for them to get some exercise as well, so she agreed.
The next school day, the neighbor and her little girl set out following behind Timmy as he walked to school with another neighbor boy he knew. She did this for the whole week.
As the boys walked and chatted, kicking stones and twigs, Timmy’s little friend noticed the same lady was following them as she seemed to do every day all week.
Finally he said to Timmy, “Have you noticed that lady following us to school all week? Do you know her?”
Timmy nonchalantly replied, “Yeah, I know who she is.”
The friend said, “Well, who is she?”
“That’s just Shirley Goodnest,” Timmy replied, “and her daughter Marcy.”
“Shirley Goodnest? Who the heck is she and why is she following us? “
“Well,” Timmy explained, “every night my Mom makes me say the 23rd Psalm with my prayers, ‘cuz she worries about me so much. And in the Psalm, it says, ‘Shirley Goodnest and Marcy shall follow me all the days of my life’, so I guess I’ll just have to get used to it!”
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“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you peace.” (Numbers 6:24-26)
… and May Shirley Goodnest and Marcy be with you today and always!! =)
March 29, 2007
“Little Amillia Taylor was born at the age of 22 weeks and six days, weighing only 10 oz. We know her exact age because she was conceived by in vitro fertilization.
Four months later, weighing four pounds, Amilliia is being released from Baptist Children’s Hospital in Miami, Florida, today. …”
Check out the rest of this amazing story here.
February 20, 2007
This (Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers) is our next book for Blessings Book Club. See you at the meeting in February!
This month we got together for a movie night to watch The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe! It was great fun!! =)
January 28, 2007
Wow! It’s been a long time since I’ve written anything. But I have a very exciting update…
Eva Elizabeth was born on December 19, 2006 at 3:16 pm. She was 7 lbs 15 oz and 20 3/4 inches. She’s beautiful!!
Abbye 
and
Hannah
are very excited about this new addition to our family. We have to make sure that they aren’t constantly in Eva’s face giving her kisses!!
January 13, 2007
At MyHeritage.com http://www.myheritage.com/ you can “Find the Celebrity in You.” “Try our cool demo that has taken the Internet by storm!”
I saw a friend of mine’s result on his blog. I thought I would try it…it sounded kind of fun and interesting!! However, I tried three different pictures and had no matches! I’m pretty unique!!
Why don’t you try it and let us know what you find out!
November 17, 2006
