Sunday, July 10, 2016

A Wowee Sunday With Zac

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This is one of the BEST sermons we have heard in a long, long, long time. We aren't hearing sermons like this much anymore!   We highly recommend:
Zac Poonen

I hope everyone is having a peaceful Sunday as we pray for our nation.

Here at the Forest this evening:

Tonight for supper we keep it easy, it's God's day of Rest. : )  We usually do scrambled real free-range eggs with toast and perhaps grits if we feel like grits.  ...Or perhaps an avocado sandwich on a good ol' bun, onions, pickles, lettuce, tomatoes etc.  These sandwiches are so delicious.  I learned this idea in smalltown, I told the local grill that I was a vegetarian and they were so quick to kindly, delightfully with a smile, offer an avocado burger (no meat).   I had never thought of that so it really has helped me to learn of a new option when in restaurants.

Have a nice week dear ones.  I will end with this prayer from Francis of Assisi I have always loved since a little girl:

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,
grant 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,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

A Good Sunday With Leonard and Frederick

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Jem and I listened to this sermon today, I think you too may glean from this timeless sermon.  We drove into uso town listening to this and stopped at a most beautiful park to pray...

A priceless site for sermons, old and new.

loading ...  And now this evening for an excerpt from today's reading from a book I am enjoying...A book by Frederick Buechner, The Eyes of the Heart.

I actually read a couple of pages outloud including this excerpt to Jem this afternoon on our back porch...The author tells of several ways God showed Himself and His Care and Love so very clearly. 

...Trust that if God is anywhere, God is here, which means that there is no telling where God may turn up next ---around what sudden bend of the path if you happen to have your eyes and ears open, your wits about you, in what odd, small moments almost too foolish to tell.  If God is ever, God is now, in the in and out of breathing, the sound of the footstep on the stair, the smell of the rain, the touch of a hand on your bare shoulder where you kneel at the door...  
Chapter five,  Pg. 97

Yes, God is everywhere and anywhere if we are still and notice.  It goes to show what a nemesis this culture of busyness is, the overload many willfully carry, the sad, sad state of many who simply cannot sit still. 

Have you seen or felt God's Presence this week?  I noticed it in quite a few ways; the morning glow in our bathroom upon waking, twice this has happened recently, it reminded me of my Grandma Oddo ...    

His Still Small Voice as I sat in an armchair in a lovely old hotel room on a sixth floor looking at the fluffy clouds in New Orleans... God spoke to my heart and brought me to tears that He has been with me for many years protecting and caring...  

Willie, a precious black lady who has become our friend who has worked at the grocery for years...I ask her how she is and she says she is so blessed that every day is a good day with God.  I also know she has undergone two brain surgeries successfully and she has sweetly reminded me that God does not want us to complain (for no apparent reason she reminded but it was in good timing).  She shares how she shared with her doctors how she would not rush to surgery but she needed two weeks to pray first before surgery.  She is a precious sister in Christ.  The salt of the earth. The Salt of the Earth.  A True Messenger of Christ. 

Goodnight Loves, May we be that salt of the Earth.   May we be Messengers of Christ.    

Friday, June 17, 2016

'The Story of G.I. Joe' (1945) Total Greatness...Total

I treated myself to a movie today, and we will be watching it once again as a family tonight.

This movie is one of the most touching movies I've seen in a while...I had forgotten the greatness.  The feel of the old 40s movies...the total moral climate was so very different on so many accounts. 

Before the G.I. Joe doll ever came about...

Story of G.I. Joe

This movie is from the life and times of the life and writings of Ernie Pyle long recognized as one of the great American war correspondents.  Ernie Pyle lived with the troops, sharing food and spending time with the soldiers as one of them.   It earned Pyle a Pulitzer prize. 

President Eisenhower said... "The greatest war film he had ever seen."

The movie is done through the eyes of a regular soldier.  Many WWII veterans  said this came closest to capturing their own experience.

The one and only Robert Mitchum is in the movie as the Captain...and oh what a great Captain he is.  I love the character he plays.   A gentle but strong leader.

One scene I thought was very interesting was the soldiers enjoying an Artie Shaw big band song on the Zero Hour radio program...and then Tokyo Rose comes on with Psychological Warfare...

Many of the extras were real G.I.s and Veterans.  Correspondent Ernie Pyle, like many of the soldiers you will see went to Okinawa and died there, they sadly were unable to see this great film...I can't even imagine.  Yes, Ernie Pyle never saw the film...see his biography and you will see he was buried in his helmet.  All of our soldiers, how can we thank them enough?

The little dog that goes through the movie is one of the most precious things I have ever seen...

Just a very quick blog here to celebrate and share this great movie.   The Story of G.I. Joe.   (1945)  

See it in entirety..   You too will be touched.  You could use the points of this movie, from Ernie Pyle, to G.I. Joe all the way to the wiles of Tokyo Rose and who she was for a good and interesting humdinger of a history lesson.

Thank you dear ones for the comments of the last post, I have been off radar and have been lame on replying but I do appreciate the thoughtfulness left.

Have a most blessed evening...    Signing off from The Forest Cathedral

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

'The Crumbling of the Church' ...Wow.

Much worth the listen and look, a bit over 4 minutes:

A Christian missionary was able to meet Ghandi...He asked Ghandi:  "Mr. Ghandi,  though you quote the words of Christ often, why does it appear that you so adamantly reject becoming His follower?"

Ghandi:  "Oh, I don't reject your Christ, I love your Christ, it's just that so many of you Christians are so unlike your Christ..."

No set of programs, no set of rituals can replace the Love of Christ...

True love is two pillars, Grace and Truth.

(as the video refers to)
Truth alone makes a person legalistic and self-righteous; conversely, grace alone becomes deception and moral compromise and anyone who disagrees with you is being judgemental and hateful.

Edit: 6.7.16  It's interesting, *real* Phariseeism can masquerade either in long skirts or faded jeans, both can be just as filled with pride and exclusion.  It can masquerade as tolerant or relevant calling *others* 'Pharisees' because the other party calls things out, out of a heart of grief.  They perhaps make fun of modesty, calling and labeling others rigid etc.  It can also masquerade as straight and narrow, perhaps calling names, labeling, sizing up and such with no love for others.  Oh how tricky the enemy is!   

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Here is the sermon Jem and I listened to on our way to "our Church in the park" last Sunday:

 A Bride Worthy of Christ’s Attention by Carter Conlon

Topic: Bride Of Christ

Description: Can you say that your life, devotion to God, love for His word and your kindness to other people has caught the eye of Jesus? Can you say you've been honest with God and you are dedicated to His purposes? In this last hour of time, let the Church of Jesus Christ cry out for boldness and ask God to do something so sovereign that everyone will see His mercy through our lives. We must cry out to God and ask Him to increase our testimony so it can be a virtuous bride who brings glory to the name of Jesus.


 Goodnight Loves,    ~Amelia in the Forest

Can you say that your life, devotion to God, love for His word and your kindness to other people has caught the eye of Jesus?   
 ~Carter Conlon

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Show N Tell: Sermon, Rescue Pets, Pics, Old Movie, Book, Recipe and Soapbox, Oh My!

Hi De Ho Everyone,  Here's a good ol' Show n' Tell post.

You will see and read:

A few casual shots around here including two of our precious rescue dogs.  Just picked up a simple little camera on clearance, just tryin' it out.

A sermon plus a great site suggestion for those of you who may also be experiencing a drought in churchdom.  Let's just say, there are some who think that cultural relevance; the equivalent of marking a mustache on the Mona Lisa and in one case which actually brings tears to my eyes...A spiritual spattering across stained glass windows of Jesus holding His little Lambs...The spattering in the spiritual realm is graffiti of sorts... It says in ugly brash scrawl:   Cultural Relevance.

Pretty cracked if I may say so.  If we open our mouths we are considered phariseeical.  Perhaps it is those who are so very bent on their mod-squad and litany of television programs that sadden God who are truly the Pharisees.  It seems they must think everyone must be lukewarm like them or are rigid.  Is this willful deception?  It may be the 21st century but there are certain things that don't change with God.  Aren't we supposed to be heart broken over the things that break God's Heart?  Aren't we supposed to expose Light to darkness, not allow darkness in?  

Interesting that women like me who have the freedom in our homes and honor that freedom, taking it seriously as a divine office and place, we and our families are many times labeled, rigid and have some imagined need to be freed.  I can educate myself in any way I choose as long as my home is taken care of. Honestly?  Our daughters are adults now and if I am spending time with God, being quiet enough to *hear* from God, EDIT 5.26.16:  MAKING MY HOME A PEACEFUL PLACE, creating art, designing and creating clothing, using my own patterns, creating Little Dresses for Africa, enjoying cooking I don't have time to study anything else of a structured nature.  I have a Level I as a Family Herbalist and I said... Never.  Again.  I study and retain best on my own.   I have to put one thing down to do the other. Let's get real.  The same as my husband, he can do that same thing as long as things are taken care of.  First things first.  Our daughters know that too and always have.  And trust me, we have a home full of laughter and perhaps a few dirty dishes as well.  Those who would like to and are in the habit of saying we need to be freed or are rigid in some strange way in their culturally trained, deceived imaginations, fail to see the real bondage of submitting to some boss, leaving children behind to strangers to raise.  This is not referring to single mothers, God be with them. 

We have a precious younger friend who is a medical specialist, a surgeon, a friend of our family...He tells us he sees quite often his fellow female medical students etc. weeping, (his actual wording was bawling) after dropping off their infant baby as soon as 4 weeks old. 

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The young doc also agreed as I shared...There is nothing wrong with education if that is what you prayerfully discern at that time, but someone has to rock the cradle!   We cannot get around that!   Dropping our babies off does not sound freeing to me!  What bondage!  What heartache!  How un-natural can it get?!   I could go on... That does not sound like freedom to me.  

One of our daughters was courting a Christian math professor from California.  His mother had been a feminist speaker, he shared:  No Women can't do it all.  None of us can. 

If that causes a loss in numbers of people wanting to follow my blog and I'm sure it has?  So be it.  Italian styling with German engineering, that's me.  (My mother is Italian, my father, German)   It's also that tiny twinge of prophet there in the midst of much mercy but it is something that needs to be said of late.  Our churches are full, absolutely full of this twisted deception! Grandparents even in the churches sit and say nothing, I suppose many are first and second generation feminists and may not even realize that is what their warped thinking pattern is.  Feminism.  The Emperor's New Clothes!   It's heartbreaking to me.  I'm grieved on what I so often see, hear and read.  Unfortunately?  As an old acquaintance once said... Amelia, you are very honest.

People may not like it but they will remember what was said and I think as older Italians said... 
And I think that's-a pretty good.

Back to Show n' Tell....

Below you will also see:

A recipe below for one of my groovy pasta dishes. : )

An old movie good for the entire family.

Okay.   Let's go, let's try out the little camera:

Our screen porch Jem is working on, check out the Lilac bush?  Smells glorious.

A book I'm starting,  Letters of the Scattered Brotherhood  by Mary Strong

Here is a quote from the book:   

For one soul that exclaims, "Speak Lord, for Thy servant heareth," there are ten that say, "Hear Lord! for Thy servant speaketh," and there is no rest for these.   -Pamela Grey

Here is our precious and most recent dog rescued by Marianna.  This precious creature was literally bones, much like the photos we see.   She was grey, no hair, shaking with fever, her skin was so frail and sick that it would bleed if it were barely touched.  Marianna spotted her on a country road and threw a fancy red tablecloth she had from Christmas over her...(so funny I think.)  ...For as you Readers would agree, this Creature that God entrusted us with is far more valuable than any tablecloth.  When Mar and I gave her a medicated bath, the front of my top was bloody.  She is beautiful now and brings such a smile to us as she is so very expressive.  She says, Thank you.  Thank you for my Life.  I tell her she is beautiful...This is our Gracie.

Buddy Heart Cupid Valentino.  Great and Mighty Wonder of the W-ORLD!  He is a Love indeed, has a white heart design on the top of his head and I kiss him on the cheek calling him....Big Baby.  Someone dumped him out here and we thought he belonged to someone else until he cried out so very pitifully one day...He was starving and it didn't show because of his muscle mass...  A gentle giant.  Very sensitive creature.

Stormy skies recently.   It is like our lives, blue with clouds, we appreciate the blue shining through.

  Mrs. Amelia's Groovy Pasta Recipe:

Saute quite a bit of squash or zucchini or both of your choice, any kind of squash along with a chopped onion in olive oil.  Sprinkle liberally with parsley, basil and a teensy bit of oregano.  My Grandma always said, just a little bit of oregano!   It makes it bitter if you use too much!  After your squash and onion is a bit browned, add a half of a large box of 32 oz. tomato sauce, and an entire large 26 oz. box of chopped tomatoes.  I also add a sprinkle of crushed red pepper.

Make your pasta.

You may also add garlic powder to the gravy to keep it easy on this most groovy and satisfying dish.

Serve over pasta.  One bowl dinner.  Enjoy!

Angels in the Outfield  (1951)      A most delightful movie for the entire family!  A really sweet and swell movie.  We all just loved it...The main character, the little girl from an orphanage is a darling.


Erlo Stegen


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Jem and I listened to this on the way to uso town last Sunday.  The message is in African, translated to English so be ready for that. is a fantastic resource for a treasury of great sermons.  Many from years gone by.  Our oldest daughter Lea, reminds... There is a SermonIndex Apple app too! 

Well Loves, I must go.  It's evening time.  Remember the same moon shining over me is shining over you too. Let's pray one for another.   ~Amelia at the Forest Cathedral

Old photos (Lady w/baby, cook, scales of Justice) by Robert Stock.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Precious Pics and 'A Child is Waiting' (1963)

A sweet pic from a few years ago of little Esther and Rebecca one morning.  Quiet time.  Is this not the most precious thing?   I miss little Esther and called Muffie, Esther the other morning. 

Guisseppe.  He is our elder dog at this time...he is almost totally blind, and this angel is needing much care these days.  

I thought some may enjoy seeing a sampling of our fur angels here:
Blog of Dec. 2012

May the Father be with you and minister to you all....   ~ Amelia at the Forest Cathedral  

ChildWaitingPoster.jpgP.S.  You may enjoy this movie:   A Child is Waiting (1963)  This movie has made an impression on my heart, although there are some light curse words in two instances. (God's name is not used in vain).  

It is unusual for me to recommend a movie with any cursing at all but this movie is very real and the couple of words said in anger, once (damn-it and hell) are what we may hear an uncle say at a holiday table.  One instance is where Burt Lancaster, the kind doctor is challenging a most arrogant, Dr. Lombardy.  (Lombardy deserves it by the way).  

These children are so very precious.  Burt Lancaster had a child that was mentally disabled thus this movie was very dear to his heart.  These movies from the early 60s such as To Kill a Mockingbird send an important social justice message.  ...A Christ-like message for all to take notice.  You can see many clips online of this poignant movie.

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Little Esther, We Will Miss our Little Lamb so Very Much...

Me and our Little Lambkin, Esther

This past morning of March 31, 2016.  Little Esther, our precious, chubby little lamb crossed over to the other side.  I miss our little 'Lambkin' so much.   She was so cute, she was a chubby ball of black fur with a hint of white at her chest. She would gallop over the green grass just like a little baby lamb, always so carefree and such a happy little thing.   Even at almost thirteen years old she resembled a happy little round puppy...

This photo from a few years ago really doesn't resemble her facial look and expression.  She had a cute little short nose and we kept her curly poodle hair longer, she looked like a rounded little puppy always.  As she grew older her little eyebrows greyed...She looked at me while I was sewing that day before she left us as if she was trying to remember me.  Now, I regret not stopping sewing to hold her since she was ill.  We had taken her to the vet twice that week, she was scheduled again for the next morning.  

I awoke to a very ill little fur angel and she quietly passed to the other side.  

I cried hard over the phone to the vet's office that morning,   

.... I just don't understand what was wrong...I just don't understand............

At the vet's office earlier that week, the first visit, I sat with our oldest daughter, Lea, me, holding Esther. We had rushed her in, she was not well, I held her in a blanket, she was vomiting, and I tried to comfort her switching to a clean cotton blanket I had brought...A precious lady came up to me who had brought her cat in...She looks at me with a sweet smile and tells me...

...I can tell you really love your animal the way you are holding her and caring for her... I just feel like I need to tell you that.   

The lady's cross necklace hung from her neck.  Thank God for these Saints of God.  I hang on to her kind face and what she said.

I miss our little Esther so.  Every morning I would give her her morning treat.  Every lunch we would sit together, my little buddy.

Could have I done something differently?   

You may know I am a nursing home volunteer.   There is a middle aged man there my age.  He is a single guy with disabilities due to an accident, he has several computers in his room that he sits at command at.  Several years ago, he shared with us that the car accident that left him in the condition he is in..he was left for dead.   When he was leaving this earth...The first beings that greeted him on the other side were his three beloved dogs.  ...Then he remembered the paramedics bringing him to.

I miss you Little Esther.  

Frederick Buechner says a saint is a "a life-giver."  He says, "If a saint touches your life, you become alive in a new way."  Does that make Lucy a saint?  I can't say.  I know that every place she walks with me is her favorite place to be - and every ball she fetches, and every cliff she descends...

...the spot on the bed where she rests her head on my lap.  She follows me, even when she'd rather not.  She knows I'm there to bring the ball back to, and when she's afraid of the step, my voice is enough to rally courage.  Her pleasure is her devotion.  Her devotion is her praise.  That is her gift to me.   

-Excerpt from Lessons from Lucy About Loving God by Wendy Murray Zoba  

Ask the animals, and they will teach you.   
~ Job 12.7

Here also, is a poem I found online:

May I go now?
Do you think the time is right?
May I say good-bye to pain-filled days
and endless lonely nights?

I've lived my life and done my best,

an example tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond
and set my spirit free?

I didn't want to go at first,
I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now
to a warm and loving light.

I want to go. I really do.
It's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can
to live just one more day,

To give you time to care for me
and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and so afraid,
because I see your tears.

I'll not be far, I promise that,
and hope you'll always know
that my spirit will be close to you,
wherever you may go.

Thank you so for loving me.
You know I love you too.
That's why it's hard to say good-bye
and end this life with you.

So hold me now, just one more time
and let me hear you say,
because you care so much for me,
you'll let me go today.

Source(s): By Susan A. Jackson, for a beloved pet and friend. 

God be with everyone,   Amelia  

EDIT:  5.12.16  Here is another photo of our sweet Esther that captures her little spirit... HERE, ESTHER & BECS