Jerry and Dottie Bolton are okay, and so is their Nipperdawg. Talked to him last night. No power, but they have food and water, and they survived. He'll be back to A.D. as soon as he can; he told me to tell y'all thanks for the prayers.
But all is not well in the Gulf states...
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - at least we have a home to go to.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - at least we have food in our bellies.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - at least we have drinkable water.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - at least we have electricity.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - at least we have our loved ones nearby.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, the something worse happens, faithfully broadcast by shocked news reporters who bring the storm inside our once comfortable living rooms - the least we could do is change a life.
Are you listening to what I'm telling you? It's bad out there, brother. Sister, I ain't talking to hear myself talk. What are you gonna do? What's it gonna take to make you realize that our neighbors need you?
No power. No water (except what breaches the levees and that ain't safe to drink, with all the raw sewage and oil), sitting in four day stink, with no food, no medicine, no home, no hope, driven to extemes by the desperation howling survival of the fittest in their blood ...
Get off yer grateful ass and do something! Something that gives a damn: These poor people lost everything they had; this is their disaster, but it has become much, much more than that now. Meanwhile, we watch the reports and comment on how sad it is, but don't do anything.
It ain't 'bout them anymore; it's about US.
The storm surge reached in and undermined the comfort we all were feeling: instead of thanking God that it wasn't you, think about this ... only one storm seperates you from the same fate; would you want to live like this?
This is sad Karla, and I wish I could do something other than pray. But I am on a fixed income and my donations fall short. But I do pray for those that have lost everything in Katrina's wake. That was horrible for those people to lose their homes, and personal possessions that can't be replaced. It is horrible that people have to take to breaking the law by looting in New Orleansand elsewhere.
The power of the Lord is the strongest power there is. Blieve in Jesus' name and you can get through a lot of things, including the wake of Katrina. Yes, the house may be gone, and your possessions, but you have your life. Many people are thankful for that alone.
This was a catastrophe of highest proportions, and all I can do is pray for them.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, stubborn to a fault, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your still sad and terrified little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I may as well be."
What a heart-rendering poem. I'm glad that jerry and dottie are ok. Thanks Karla for sharing this soul-touching poem.
your brother Abdi-Noor in Somalia.
I am sooo happy to see Jerry is okay...Oh boy I was worried!!
Any word from Sarah yet??
Love Tinka
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Reviewed on August 31, 2005
Unlike the tsunami thankfully America has ample skills. After ww2 most of our cities were finished. But not to the Brits. We build prefabs. Then built bigger better cities. From the writes I see, and the telecasts. The Americian pioneering brave new world spirit is alive and kicking. New jobs, new better city, will rise from the ashes.
The never say die spirit lives on from your forefathers.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
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The power of the Lord is the strongest power there is. Blieve in Jesus' name and you can get through a lot of things, including the wake of Katrina. Yes, the house may be gone, and your possessions, but you have your life. Many people are thankful for that alone.
This was a catastrophe of highest proportions, and all I can do is pray for them.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, stubborn to a fault, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your still sad and terrified little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I may as well be."
your brother Abdi-Noor in Somalia.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
Carmen :-)
Love and Hugs,
Eileen
Any word from Sarah yet??
Love Tinka
The never say die spirit lives on from your forefathers.
Prayers to all the vicitims