From 1914 to 1918, Flanders Fields was a major battle theatre on the Western Front during the First World War. A million soldiers from more than 50 different countries were wounded, missing or killed in action here. visitflanders.com
The poem, ‘In Flanders Fields’, by John McCrae, went on to inspire the use of the poppy, which once grew on the battlefields of Flanders Fields, to become an enduring symbol of remembrance across the world.
HAVE A BLESSED MEMORIAL DAY 2024
This morning we picked up breakfast sandwiches and coffee and headed over to Savannah’s beautiful Bonaventure Cemetery for a forenoon (Isn’t that a cool word?) picnic.
Walking afterwards, we came across her …
“What’s going on here?” I quietly asked.
(I had to repeat my question several times before she answered me.)
I had to lean in to hear her.
“Angeling is hard work.”
I simply nodded and motioned for Robert to soundlessly move along.
I can’t remember the last time I actually jumped.
Can you? 
And at 72, why would I jump?
Maybe a teeny, tiny “jump” when HR sneaks up behind and tickles me. But that hardly qualifies as a legitimate jump, does it?
Grandson Gabriel participated in a basketball tournament up in Atlanta this weekend.
He’s a great jumper.
Perhaps I could learn a lesson or two from G.
I set forth an intention to look for ways to jump this coming week.
Join me?
Sometimes you simply have to STOP, lean over and rest a spell.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR and I attending a very cool “high tea” here in Savannah with daughter Amy and ex-wife Donna.
2. Wisteria in Savannah!
Can you smell it?!
3. Being able (at least occasionally) to “let things go.”
4. On our recent trip to Baltimore, Robert being reunited with some of his artwork from his childhood.
No, no, don’t try to buy it. It’s priceless!
5. Deviled eggs.
May your weekend smell better than wisteria and taste better than deviled eggs!
Walking down an alley near me here in Savannah this morning, I came across this …
It struck me, immediately, as beautiful.
What a wonderful Easter service at our Asbury Memorial Church this morning here in Savannah.
AFFIRMATION OF FAITH
One: We believe in God:
All: who is older than eternity,and younger than our next breath; who is beyond describing, yet knows us all by name; who inspires faith,yet cannot be contained by religion.
One: We believe in Jesus Christ, flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone:
All: He came in the body to give worth to every human life. He touched the untouchable, loved the unlovable, forgave the unforgivable, and endured slander, persecution, and death in order that through suffering love God’s kingdom might come on earth. He rose from the grave as living proof that what is laid down in faith will be raised in glory
One: We believe in the Holy Spirit:
All: who leads us into truth and freedom, who gives good gifts to all God’s children, who inspires research, enables prayer, and wills that human economics and politics should prioritize justice, care of the earth, and the healing of nations.
One: We celebrate the potential of the Church:
All: the life in our bodies, the yearning in our souls, the promise of good things in store, and the opportunity to love and serve one another.
Amen.
Water, River, Spirit, Grace,
Sweep over me, Sweep over me!
Recarve the depths your fingers traced
In sculpting me, in sculpting me.
HR and I hope that you are having a peaceful Easter 2024.
Tonight was the fourth and final Taize service at our church, Asbury Memorial, in Savannah. Next on the Christian liturgical calendar is this weekend’s Palm Sunday.
(Here’s a link to my first post about Taize, with a bit of explanation about what it’s all about: https://nealenjoy.com/2024/02/28/taize/)
Tonight’s final service was again splendidly simple and peace filled.
The emphasis was upon Living Water.
From the order of service:
“After Pope John Paul Il visited the ecumenical, monastic Taizé community in France in 1986, he said:
One passes through Taizé as one passes close to a spring of water. The traveler stops, quenches his thirst, and continues on his way. The brothers of the community do not want to keep you.
They want, in prayer and silence, to enable you to drink the living water promised by Christ, to know his joy, to discern his presence, to respond to his call, then to set out again to witness to his love and to serve your brothers and sisters in your parishes, your schools, your universities, and in all your places of work.
So come into this place of peace & let its silence heal your spirit;
Come into this place of memory & let its history warm your soul;
Come into this place of prophecy & power & let its vision change your heart.”
CHANT: Let all who are thirsty come. Let all who wish receive the water of life freely. Amen. Come, Lord Jesus. Amen. Come, Lord Jesus.
May the peace that passeth understanding, the peace of God, which the world can neither give nor take away, be among us, and abide in our hearts. Amen.
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