Thought For The Day 09/11/14

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God And Lawn Care

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Bryant Park’s 2,753 Empty Chairs in 2010

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Today marks the 13th anniversary of what was the greatest act of terrorism on American soil…. the al-Qaeda attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon and a third failed one aimed at the heart of our nation’s capital and seat of government. And those of you who know me, know how intimately my life was tied to these events. Not only did I spend most of my adult life living in the Big Apple, but I worked in midtown Manhattan for many years and my commute brought me past the west side, and within blocks of the twin towers, on a daily basis. And while I lived in South Carolina in 2001, I was, in fact, in New York on September 11th, attending my beloved mother-in-law’s funeral. Now you all also know that Dan and I lost both family as well as friends that day, in those attacks! But as many as we lost, many more were saved because we were attending Margaret’s funeral that morning!

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September 11th, 2001. A day that will live in infamy? Most certainly. A day we should never forget? Absolutely! However, that said, I can no longer “Sit Shiva”, watching ad nauseam, replay after replay of the events of that day, which seems to be the focus of both the news media as well as documentary film makers, every time the anniversary of that day rolls around. No, I have told my husband as much. You see, he can not take his eyes away from the coverage, just as I can not bear to see it. So he knows that if I excuse myself, and go into another room, it’s not because he has bad breath or I am upset with him, in any way. And it is this reason why I am choosing to end my memorial right now, and instead, I will share with you an email I received yesterday from a dear friend (in fact, a life long friend of my husband), who is also a retired N.Y.C. Fire Captain and who spent more minutes, hours, days and weeks, searching for the living and mourning the dead, from that day, than any one person should ever have to in their life!

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By choosing to laugh and revel rather than mourn, I am paying the highest honor possible to those who were not so fortunate 13 years ago. You see, I am telling the world that you may threaten our spirit, but you will never defeat it! And in my joy and laughter, I can not help but be reminded of what is promised to and what awaits those who believe, when our time among the living is done! So today, I want to share with you a conversation between GOD, St. FRANCIS and St. CATHERINE. I know that you will smile as you read it ….. because as stupid as it may sound, what is discussed here is exactly what we all do!

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GOD to St. FRANCIS:
Frank, …  you know all about gardens and nature. What in the world is going on down there on the planet?  What happened to the dandelions, violets, milkweeds and stuff I started eons ago?   I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type of soil, withstand drought and multiply with abandon. The nectar from the long-lasting blossoms attracts butterflies, honey bees and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of colors by now. But, all I see are these green rectangles.

St. FRANCIS:
It’s the tribes that settled there, Lord. The Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers ‘weeds’ and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.

GOD:
Grass? But, it’s so boring. It’s not colorful. It doesn’t attract butterflies, birds and bees; only grubs and sod worms. It’s sensitive to temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really want all that grass growing there?

St. FRANCIS:
Apparently so, Lord. They go to great pains to grow it and keep it green. They begin each spring by fertilizing grass and poisoning any other plant that crops up in the lawn.

GOD:
The spring rains and warm weather probably make grass grow really fast. That must make the Suburbanites happy.

St. FRANCIS:
Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it grows a little, they cut it-sometimes twice a week.

GOD:
They cut it? Do they then bale it like hay?

St. FRANCIS:
Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.

GOD:
They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it? 

St. FRANCIS:
No, Sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.

GOD:
Now, let me get this straight. They fertilize grass so it will grow. And, when it does grow, they cut it off and pay to throw it away?

St. FRANCIS:
Yes, Sir.

GOD:
These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.

St. FRANCIS:
You aren’t going to believe this, Lord. When the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it, so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it. 

GOD:
What nonsense. At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in the spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn, they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. It’s a natural cycle of life.

St. FRANCIS:
You better sit down, Lord. The Suburbanites have drawn a new circle. As soon as the leaves fall, they rake them into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.

GOD:
No!? What do they do to protect the shrub and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?

St. FRANCIS:
After throwing away the leaves, they go out and buy something which they call mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves. 

GOD:
And where do they get this mulch?

St. FRANCIS:
They cut down trees and grind them up to make the mulch.

GOD:
Enough! I don’t want to think about this anymore. St. Catherine, you’re in charge of the arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?

St. CATHERINE:
“Dumb and Dumber”, Lord. It’s a story about….

GOD:
Never mind, I think I just heard the whole story from St. Francis.

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So often, the most powerful catalyst for positive growth and change lies in the one place we least expect to find it. Adversity! And amazingly, we will discover that overcoming adversity forces us to not just take stock of our lives, but to also be reminded of all of God’s blessings that are too oft forgotten during those times of happiness, joy and triumph! So as you remember that day 13 years ago, think about not only what you’ve gained from living through that moment in history, but also what could not be taken from you. And then LAUGH! Laugh with abandon! Laugh with joy in your heart! Laugh with the knowledge that no matter what, they can’t take that freedom away from us! Not then!! Not today!!! Not tomorrow!!!! Not EVER!!!!!

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“Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”

Isaiah 40:28-31 ESV

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Mandy 2014

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About Mandy Bruscella

Mandy's Story: As a Registered Professional Nurse with Certification in a number of specialties including home care, I was afforded the opportunity of working closely with various Social Service Agencies in NY and NJ. ~ A lifelong Christian, I was ordained as a Presbyterian deacon in 1993 and, after relocating to SC in 2000, elected to become ordained as a non-denominational minister. ~ I established "MandysPath" Ministry in 2011. "MandysPath" Ministry is a member of Pacific Life Church, El Sobrante, CA, network of ministries. ~ I direct an outreach ministry in an alternative setting, providing spiritual care to a congregation of more than 500 people from around the world via the Internet. ~ As part of this outreach, I write a daily faith based blog. In March, 2012 I was asked to become a board member of Heroes For Children which is a non-profit foundation, established to assists the Guardian ad Litem program of Horry County, SC. Guardians ad Litem are a group of court appointed advocates who represent the best interests of children in Family Court proceedings involving allegations of abuse or neglect. Working closely with these men and women who make a difference in the lives of children, I completed training and have been sworn in to serve as a Guardian ad Litem for the state of South Carolina . ~ I have been married since 1975 to a wonderful man, Daniel. I have a son Daniel and his wife Melissa who live in NYC. My daughter Sabrina and my grandson Landon live here in SC. ~ My father Harold continues to share his wisdom with me and is responsible for many of the ideas I write about!

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