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Posted on Nov 21, 2012 5:11:50 PM PST
Elrond says:
REad Fifth Gospel by Adriana Koulias, it reconciles all the differences in the four gospels, it is a work of art, entertaining and amazing! It answers age-old questions! I am a different person after reading it.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 21, 2012 3:51:08 PM PST
Linda Sang says:
RYAN: I'm still checking in every so often to read up on posts. Recently however, I'm not finding too many discussions that actually interest me. Too many of the ones with interesting titles have turned into boring bickering.

LINDA: LOL...Join the club! I'm pretty burned out with all the negativity on what I've started calling the Jewish Disunity topic, but didn't think I could leave while there were missiles falling in Gaza and Tel Aviv. Now that there's a cease-fire I think I'm going on rest leave for a while.

Maybe we can get something interesting going here after Thanksgiving.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 21, 2012 3:43:45 PM PST
Linda Sang says:
BRYAN: An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break. - chinese saying.....

LINDA: I have found that to be very true in my life. For months (years maybe) it's been either the red thread or the golden thread or both. Those metaphors keep recurring in so many different contexts. I'm becoming convinced they are one and the same...

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 21, 2012 3:38:43 PM PST
Linda Sang says:
BRYAN: >>Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

LINDA: And thank you for this poem, which is also one of my all-time favorites, although I haven't read it in a long time (too long).

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 21, 2012 3:36:19 PM PST
Linda Sang says:
@Bryan

A very belated thank you for this song, which I've always loved. It's been a rough 10 days!

Posted on Nov 21, 2012 11:13:40 AM PST
"In every period war has been waged in one country or another and that war was due to either religious prejudice, racial prejudice, political prejudice or patriotic prejudice. It has therefore been ascertained and proved that all prejudices are destructive of the human edifice" -`Abdu'l-Bahá.

Posted on Nov 21, 2012 11:11:25 AM PST
"Thankfulness is of various kinds. There is a verbal thanksgiving which is confined to a mere utterance of gratitude. This is of no importance because perchance the tongue may give thanks while the heart is unaware of it. Many who offer thanks to God are of this type, their spirits and hearts unconscious of thanksgiving. This is mere usage, just as when we meet, receive a gift and say thank you, speaking the words without significance. One may say thank you a thousand times while the heart remains thankless, ungrateful. Therefore, mere verbal thanksgiving is without effect. But real thankfulness is a cordial giving of thanks from the heart. When man in response to the favors of God manifests susceptibilities of conscience, the heart is happy, the spirit is exhilarated. These spiritual susceptibilities are ideal thanksgiving." --`Abdu'l-Bahá, The Promulgation of Universal Peace

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 17, 2012 7:45:10 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
tell me about it.....

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 17, 2012 7:29:06 PM PST
Ryan Willis says:
I'm still checking in every so often to read up on posts. Recently however, I'm not finding too many discussions that actually interest me. Too many of the ones with interesting titles have turned into boring bickering.

Posted on Nov 17, 2012 2:27:22 PM PST
Agapao says:
ONE SIN LEFT
By Larry Zoro
One sin left for us to conquer,
Christ has conquered all the rest.
One sin left that's never forgiven,
Trust in Christ and you'll be blessed.
Trust in Christ for your forgiveness,
Trust in Him with all your sins,
Trust in Christ for your salvation,
Trust in Him; His victory wins.
One sin left that still besets us.
One sin left from being blest.
One sin left to get to Heaven,
Trust in Christ and you'll find rest.
Trust in Christ for your forgiveness,
Trust in Him with all your sins,
Trust in Christ for you salvation,
Trust in Him; His victory wins.

Posted on Nov 16, 2012 9:24:13 PM PST
Last edited by the author on Nov 16, 2012 9:35:37 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
Also,

Tibetan song 2011 - Walking on the moon by Acha Tsendep
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IztAG6DVYOs

Seems I do have lyrics for it,

"singing on the clouds,
walking on the moon,
you're the most beautiful of my life
waiting to dance on horseback,
flowers in the encounter,
you are returning to the gentle bloom for me.
clouds on the singing,
walking on the moon,
you are my life a deep sense of spirits,
horseback on dancing,
flowers in the encounter,
you play a touch of nostalgia for me.

Posted on Nov 16, 2012 9:18:25 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
Music Today

Awakenings by Sarah McLaughlin
When we first me the well was dry
A long dark winter passed us by
With shooting stars and hopeful hearts our worlds collide
And so we rushed to fill each other in
Quick to feed our hungry hopes
A feast of our affections we were born anew
With open eyes we tried to make it work
And for a while the magic took
But cracks began to show as soon as things got hard
Like paper walls our feelings tore
We threw our backs against the door
Unwilling to bear witness to the other side
Oh, the games we play to hide the tangled dread inside
The fear that we are going nowhere fast
So we point the finger out, the anger gets so loud
It drowns out all the sorrow, at least until tomorrow...what then?
I took a good hard look at how I loved
Years I squandered falling fast
For any boy who'd have me was so insecure
I'd lie awake alone at night
Full of loathing, compromised
And wondering how the hell did I end up like this
Oh, the tears of rage I cried, when nowhere could I find
An answer that made any kind of sense to me
I point the finger out, the anger gets so loud
It drowns out all the sorrow, at least until tomorrow...what then?
Oh I wanna learn, I wanna know Will our history crush us or can we let it go?
I'm not the girl I was but what have I become?
I'm not so willing anymore to bend
Still pleasing and conceding but I'm not gonna lose myself again

Posted on Nov 16, 2012 4:08:29 PM PST
A very good book: Seeking Faith: Is Religion Really What You Think It Is?

Posted on Nov 14, 2012 11:31:08 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
For those interested,

#StandWithMalala: Believe in ZERO Girls Denied an Education
https://secure.unicefusa.org/site/Advocacy?cmd=display&page=UserAction&id=219

Posted on Nov 13, 2012 6:36:31 PM PST
"The Great Being saith: O ye children of men! The fundamental purpose animating the Faith of God and His Religion is to safeguard the interests and promote the unity of the human race, and to foster the spirit of love and fellowship amongst men. Suffer it not to become a source of dissension and discord, of hate and enmity. This is the straight Path, the fixed and immovable foundation. Whatsoever is raised on this foundation, the changes and chances of the world can never impair its strength, nor will the revolution of countless centuries undermine its structure."

(Baha'u'llah)

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 13, 2012 2:27:08 PM PST
Joe W says:
I am connected via a Tinkertoy Classic Jumbo Set. Only its made of immaterial degenerate nerf.

Posted on Nov 13, 2012 2:16:21 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break. - chinese saying.....

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 2:01:06 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
I ran into some other wood references yesterday after that too, where the meaning was similar.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 1:50:20 PM PST
Astrocat says:
Bryan, that was the poem that helped influence Dr. Tom Dooley, who, in his turn influenced Sargent Shriver to found the Peace Corps. Dr. Dooley was a Catholic Naval doctor who started the system immortalized in the television series "M.A.S.H."

So, in a sense, that poem was what led me to join the Peace Corps in 1984. Thanks for the memories.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 1:15:04 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
Yeap.

Especially in a bad economy.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 1:01:21 PM PST
Craig says:
That's a tough business. So many things can influence whether it makes it or not.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 10:25:44 AM PST
Bryan Borich says:
Restaurant, they are deciding on whether to try it some more or not.

In reply to an earlier post on Nov 12, 2012 8:34:41 AM PST
Craig says:
I'm sorry the business didn't go well, what was it?

Posted on Nov 12, 2012 8:27:19 AM PST
On November 12, Baha'is around the globe celebrate the anniversary of the birth of Baha'u'llah (1817-1892), the founder of the Baha'i Faith - "O ye that dwell on earth! The religion of God is for love and unity; make it not the cause of enmity or dissension. In the eyes of men of insight and the beholders of the Most Sublime Vision, whatsoever are the effective means for safeguarding and promoting the happiness and welfare of the children of men have already been revealed by the Pen of Glory." --Bahá'u'lláh

Posted on Nov 11, 2012 3:26:43 PM PST
Bryan Borich says:
And I'm reminded of this poem today (again)

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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