Remember I am usually over at www.xanga.com/madewyn where I write more than just other folks' words - I try some of my own.

"True love never forces." She squeezed his hand and sat back.

"But, if I understand what you're saying, the consequences of our selfishness are part of the process that brings us to the end of our delusions, and helps us find you. I that why you don't stop evil?"

"If only it were that simple. Mackenzie. Nobody knows what horrors I have saved the world from 'cuz people can't see what never happend. All evil flows from independence, and indendence is your choice."

"Evil is the chaos of this age that you brought to me, but it will not have the final say. Now it touches everyone that I love, those who follow me and those who don't. If I take away the consequences of people's choices, I destroy the possibility of love. Love that is forced is no love at all."

THE SHACK by William P. Young

Currently reading HANNAH COULTER a novel by Wendell Berry. Part of his story about the citizens of Port William, Kentucky.

I come from Iowan folks, but this so reminds me of my Grammy and her life and farmland in Iowa.

"Oftentimes after it no longer matters whether things are clear or not, they become clear."

"The chance you had is the life you've got. You can make complaints about what people, including you, make of their lives after they have got them, and about what people make of other people's lives, even about your children being gone, but you mustn't wish for another life. You mustn't want to be somebody else. What you must do it this: 'Rejoice evermore. Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks.' I am not all the way capable of so much, but those are the right instructions."

Amen!
~Mad

Remember I am usually over at www.xanga.com/madewyn where I write more than just other folks' words - I try some of my own.

One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats. -- Iris Murdoch

~from http://thementalpausechronicles.blogspot.com/

...And - remember - I'm usually over at www.xanga.com/madewyn

Remember, most of the time I am over at www.xanga.com/madewyn.

"Prayer is no fitfull, short-lived thing. It is no voice crying unheard and unheeded into the silence. It is a voice which goes into God’s ear and it lives as long as God’s ear is open to holy pleas, as long as God’s heart is alive to holy things. God shapes the world by prayer. Prayers are deathless. The lips that utter them may be closed in death, the heart that felt them may have ceased to beat, but the prayers live before God, and God’s heart is set on them. Prayers outlive the lives of those who uttered them; outlive a generation, outlive an age, outlive a world." (E.M. Bounds)

and

"The one concern of the devil is to keep the saints from prayer. He fears nothing from prayerless studies, prayerless work, prayerless religion. He laughs at our toil, mocks our wisdom, but trembles when we pray.? (Samuel Chadwick)

~found at http://www.springofjoy.org/

Without You

Without you, there's no change
My nights and days are grey
If I reached out and touched the rain
It just wouldn't feel the same

Without you, I'd be lost
I'd slip down from the top
I'd slide down so low
Girl you'd never, never know...

Without you, without you
A sailor lost at sea
Without you, woman The world comes down on me

Without you in my life
I'd slowly wilt and die
But with you by my side
You're the reason I'm alive
But with you in my life
You're the reason I'm alive
But without you, without you...

Without you, my hope is small
Let me be me all along
You let the fires rage inside
Knowing someday I'd grow strong Without you, without you
A sailor lost at sea
Without you, woman
The world comes down on me

Without you in my life
I'd slowly wilt and die
But with you by my side
You're the reason I'm alive
But with you in my life
You're the reason I'm alive
But without you, without you...

I could face a mountain
But I could never climb alone
I could start another day
But how many, just don't know
You're the reason the sun shines down
And the nights, they don't grow cold
Only you that I'll hold when I'm young
Only you...as we grow old

Without you in my life
I'd slowly wilt and die
But with you by my side
You're the reason I'm alive
But with you in my life
You're the reason I'm alive
But without you, without you...
~Motley Crue
:winky:

Grosgrain: Do you like my clothes? Do you want them for....free?!

I love your creations - animate and inanimate. Great pictures too.
~Madelyn in Alabama
www.xanga.com/madewyn

Listening to Bob Edwards Weekend interview Bonnie Raitt on ((XM)) Radio (podcast through my iPod).

She repeated this - not original to her, author unknown: "...coincidence is God's way of staying anonymous."

I like that!

Over and out :wink:

The Shack by William P. Young. "...an exceptional piece of writing that ushers you directly into the heart and nature of God in the midst of agonizing human suffering."~David Gregory, author of Dinner with a Perfect Stranger~

A quote:

"Well said, Mackenzie!" Her appreciation was tangible, but then she leaned forward slightly, her tone still soft, but serious. "But what about when they (his children) do not behave, or they make choices other than those you would want them to make, or they are just belligerent and rude? What about when they embarrass you in front of others? How does that affect your love for them?"

Mack responded slowly and deliberately. It doesn't really." He knew that what he was saying was true, even if Katie (his daughter) didn't believe it sometimes. "I admit that it does affect me and sometimes I get embarrassed or angry, but even when they act badly, they are still my son or my daughter, they are still Josh or Kate, and they will be forever. What they do might affect my pride, but not my love for them."

She sat back, beaming. "You are wise in the way of real love, Mackenzie. So many believe that it is love that grows, but it is the knowing that grows and love simply expands to contain it. Love is just the skin of knowing. You love your children, whom you know so well, with a wonderful and real love."

Remember, most of the time I am over at www.xanga.com/madewyn.

Peace,

~Mad

I am not usually here - you can find me at www.xanga.com/madewyn.

I'll write about my "words, words, words" over there.

Thanks, ~Mad (elyn) in Alabama

OH MY GOSH! I just discovered - rediscovered - this blog. It has all of three entries on it.

Let's see - WORDS WORDS WORDS.....

"Patience is not waiting passively until someone else does something. patience asks us to live the moment to the fullest, to be completely present to the moment, to taste the here and now, to be where we are. When we are impatient, we try to get away from where we are. We behave as if the real thing will happen tomorow, later, and somewhere else. Be patient and trust that the treasure you are looking for is hidden in the ground on which you stand." ~Henri J. M. Nouwen

I just found my way back to this blog - too much to remember.

So - it's January 3rd, 2008 - and this is Words, Words, Words, so.....let me find some.

From JOURNAL KEEPING: Writing for Spiritual Growth: "My life is a gift to be shared.. In the center of myself, I am not something I can conquer. I am what has been given to me. I am worth more than the result of all my efforts. Being is more important than having and doing."

Ta da,
~MeMad

Lord, have mercy - I have far too many passwords to even try to remember. Apparently I have two blogs on blogspot.com and one was for getting WCN started - that was in October - when did I do that??

Setting up blogspot today so I can help WCN get started.
~Mad