An Open Line

We never have to wonder if
God is listening he is always available
to hear your prayers.
But He can't listen if we don't talk!
Draw near to Him today.



"We have a great High Priest who has gone to heaven, Jesus the Son of God. Let us cling to him and never stop trusting him and never stop trusting him" Hebrews 4:14


One-Minute Devotions , Living Waters for those who thirst

On God's Payroll

How does God share his good news with the world?
He could do it in any number of ways,
but he has chosen to bestow on us
the awesome privilege of telling others about him.
You are an important part of God's workforce!


"We are Christ's Ambassadors, and God is using us to speak to you" 2 Corinthians 5:20


One- minute Devotion, Living Water for those who thirst.



To be on God's payroll as an ambassador for him we have to continue to live for him without turning back.

Love phrase of the day

I am not only
where I am in relation
to where you are.
I must know
where I am
when I am without you.


MAYA ANGELOU

Patois Thursdays.

Original: Trench Town Shock
By: Valerie Bloom

Waia, Miss May, trouble dey yah,
Ban yuh belly, Missis, do.
Mi Ha' one terrible piece o' news
An mi sarry fi sey it consarn yuh.

Yuh know yuh secon' or t'ird cousin?
Yuh great-aunt Edith Fred?
Im pick up imse'f gawn a pickcha show,
An police shoot im dead.

But a di bwoy own fault yah mah,
For im go out o' in way
Fi gawn fas' wid police-man,
At leas' a soh dem sey.

Dem sey im a creep oba di teata fence,
Dem halla 'who go deh?'
De bwoy dis chap one bad wud mah,
At leas' a soh dem sey.

De police sey 'tap or we opin fiah'.
But yuh know ow di bwoy stay,
Im gallop back come attack dem,
At leas' a soh dem sey.

Still, nutten woulda come from ee,
But what yuh tink, Miss May?
Di bwoy no pull out lang knife mah!
At leas' a soh dem sey.

Dem try fi aim afta im foot
But im head get een di way,
Di bullit go 'traight through im brain,
At leas' a soh dem sey.

Dry yuh yeye, mah, mi know ee hat,
But ee happen ebery day,
Knife-man always attack armed police
At leas' a soh dem sey

About Valerie Bloom

Valerie was born and grew up in Clarendon, Jamaica. Caribbean life and culture have shaped or influenced a great deal of her writing.

She was enchanted with literature from a very early age; her work first entered the public arena when she won a national competition, and as a result saw her poem 'Mek ah ketch har' form part of the national festival.

Valerie moved to England in 1979. Here she began writing and performing regularly, having tried her hand as a librarian, arts officer and even steel band instructor! Her work has been published in over 200 anthologies, including GCSE and A-Level syllabi. She has several poetry books and two novels for young people, 'Surprising Joy' and 'The Tribe', which was published in 2007.

As well as running writing workshops and courses in schools and elsewhere, Valerie performs across the country and internationally; she has appeared everywhere from local libraries to the Royal Albert Hall. She is also a familiar voice on television and radio - she recently produced a three part documentary, 'Island Voices' for BBC Radio 4.

Valerie lives with her family in Kent, and is inspired by everything around her, from the late September sunshine to the antics of her husband and children.

http://www.valbloom.info/page2.htm

Video Mondays

DO YOU KNOW?????...IF NOT YOU NEED TO KNOW..

Love phrase of the day

I sustain
myself
with the
love of friends.


Maya Angelou

Love phrase of the day

Love runs through our families,
reaches hearts and lives,
Connecting distant members
over miles and time through memories.



Inspired by Maya Angelou

Gratitude Attitude

When you have a concern or problem,
to whom do you turn first?
God wants to be the top of your list.
Come to Him with an attitude of thanksgiving,
knowing that He will answer.



Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done ( Philippians 4:6)


One- minute Devotions, Living Water for those who thirst.

Video Mondays

De Jamaican Pilot

All passengers are in the gate area waiting anxiously to
board their
Air Jamaica flight to the UK . The flight crew are now
about to
board, with the Co-pilot arriving. He is impeccably dressed
in his uniform,
wearing dark glasses and with a white cane finding his way
to the
gate. The airline flight attendants explain to the
passengers, that
although he is blind, he is one of the best co-pilots in
the
company. A few moments later, the Pilot arrives. He
too is impeccably dressed in his uniform, dark glasses
and a white cane, and he is being assisted by two
flight attendants. The Representative in charge at the

waiting area assures the passengers that
although the Pilot is blind, he is the best pilot in
the company, and together with the Co-pilot, they are the
most experienced team in the cockpit.
With everyone on board, the plane is now ready to take
to the runway, ready to take its turn. Now on the
runway, the Air Jamaica flight increases its
speed ready for take off...more and more the speed is
increasing. Still continuing down the runway the plane does
not take
off; it continues to run but stays on the ground.
By this time the passengers are terrified as they all
realize that the end of the runway is getting
closer and closer, and in an explosion of general
hysteria, all of the passengers start screaming
as if they are possessed. At that very moment the
plane miraculously
lifts off..
The Pilot calmly turns to the Co-pilot and says:
"Any day de passenger dem no scream....we salt to
rass!!!

Dry-Foot Bwoy, by Miss Lou

Wha wrong wid Mary dry-foot bwoy?
Dem gal got him fi mock,
An when me meet him tarra night
De bwoy gi me a shock!
Me tell him seh him auntie an
Him cousin dem sen howdy
An ask him how him getting awn.
Him seh, 'Oh, jolley,jolleyl'

Me start fi feel so sorry fi
De po bad-lucky soul,
Me tink him come a foreign lan
Come ketch bad foreign cole!
Me tink him got a bad sore-troat,
But as him chat-chat gwan

Me fine out seh is foreign twang
De bwoy wasa put awn!
For me notice dat him answer
To nearly all me seh
Was 'Actually', 'What', 'Oh deah!'
An all dem sinting deh.

Me gi a joker de gal dem laugh;
But hear de bwoy, 'Haw-haw!
I'm sure you got that bally-dash
Out of the cinema!'

Same time me laas me temper, an
Me holler, 'Bwoy, kirout!
No chat to me wid no hot pittata
Eena yuh mout!'

Him tan up like him stunted, den
Hear him no, 'How siiley!
I don't think that I really
Understand you, actually.'

Me seh, 'Yuh understan me, yaw!
No yuh name Cudjoe Scoop?
Always visit Nana kitchen an
Gi laugh fi gungoo soup!

'An now all yuh can seh is "actually"?
Bwoy, but tap!
Wha happen to dem sweet Jamaica
joke yuh use fi pop?'
Him get bex and walk tru de door,
Him head eena de air;

De gal-dem bawl out affa him,
'Not going? What! Oh deah!'
An from dat night till tedeh, mah,
Dem all got him fi mock.
Miss Mary dry-foot bwoy!
Cyaan get over de shock!