Long Navigational Poems
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Born the daughter of a Lemhi Shoshone chief
she was captured by the Hidatsa in her teens.
And sold to the Mandan Missouri River tribe
where she met and married Toussaint Charbonneau.
A French Canadian trapper and a trail guide
Charbonneau was familiar with the region.
Meriwether Lewis and William Clark spent a
winter with the Mandan waiting for the spring thaw.
Toussaint and Sacagawea were hired as their guides
and in 1805 they set out to explore the wilderness.
While on the trail she gave birth to her son Pompey
and strapping him to a cradle-board they trudged on.
A strong woman and a gifted interpreter
known for her perseverance and resourcefulness.
Bird Woman helped to persuade many native tribes
of the peaceful intent of the expedition.
Once a canoe capsized jeopardizing all of
their valuable possessions and journal entries.
Yet she saved the logbooks of this epic journey
including the navigational charts and maps.
A legendary figure in history she
was indispensable to Lewis and Clark’s trek.
And today She’s honored on a golden dollar
a rare coin issued by the United States Mint.
don't grab the steering wheel
while God is driving the car
just put your trust in Him
that you will travel very far
we have a tendency to pray on things
but of them we won't let go
we keep worrying about the problems
and won't let God run the show
instead of looking at the Lord
we keep looking at the load
we need to keep our eyes on God
and not on the road
so don't grab the steering wheel
while God is in the driver's seat
just be prepared to remain a passenger
until the journey is complete
there's no person too insignificant
and there's no problem that's too great
God's always on time, He's seldom early
but He never arrives late
so just sit back and enjoy the road trip
that is your life
and place all in the hands of your mechanic
Jesus the Christ
don't worry if you get a flat
Father God has a spare in the back
and don't worry if you run out of gas
the Holy Ghost has a full spiritual flask
and don't fret if you happen to a make a wrong turn
just consider it a lesson in life that you've learned
don't grab the steering wheel
while God is driving the SUV
just make sure you have on your seat belt
for the road of life tends to be bumpy
you won't need a navigational system nor a GPS
just trust in God to steer you safely through all of your mess
don't worry about the insurance
and you've already passed inspection
just don't try to be a back seat driver
and give God any directions
the road of life may twist and turn
down some valleys and over some dales
but as long as you stay prayerful
you might miss that exit going to hell
and if you get stuck in traffic
there's no need to feel overwhelmed
be anxious over nothing
remember God is at the helm
so hand over the keys to your life
and let God take the wheel
and believe He will guide you
towards those eternal Elysian Fields
so don't grab the steering wheel
while God is driving the van
as He'll get you to your final destination
according to His master plans
It happens to have dark parts to light
With its understanding sparkling so bright
Amidst other attracting convictions
That seem so true nonfictions
To be nailed in stark crucifixions
Sections in section of different segments designing discourses of reasonable patterns
Have to consider the utility of a take for better usage
Running around the inner open space to enslave the heart
And enrich its promotion after preference must have taken over others
Many things may nag the navigational key of your concerns
And place you hanging between confusions of choice with less coverage-
A very tight view in logical reasoning for been smart
Presents cute challenges accepted every second projecting mindset outcome
Snow is white
He was born in a rather narrow-minded town that had
strict rules for acceptable behaviour, no bars, no restaurant
serving alcohol and no public display of affection.
A Muslim scholar who came to this town by navigational
error, left in a hush, claiming the city was too Pakistani
Houses were painted white, or very light yellow no other
colours were allowed, a rebel, a communist painted his
house red, the law came down hard on him, said his house
was a fire hazard,
had to paint white over the red that made his dwelling look
like a diabetic ulcer.
When new people bought the house, they scrapped off
the old colour painted the house brilliantly white, only to
discover “white” was no longer a favourite colour.
Any colour would do but white.
Books and articles were written about how terrible the whites
500 years ago, were, colonizing nonwhite countries behaving
cruelly statues of that time were thrown into the sea, great noise
from the righteous people of the day.
The whites took to hating themselves in winter use self-tanning
cream and in summers sat so long time on the beach they got
wrinkled skin and cancers.
But not despair everything is in transition, like men who feel
like women cut off their es and wear frocks only to discover
nothing had been wrong with them, just being gay.
Too late for them, you might say, but it is also too late for us as
we gladly walk down the path in an oblivious haze towards
the bleaching of the bones.
8/15/16
What you wanted you got close to
But that just won't do
Not going to cut it
If it's something you truly covet
No time to worry about any what if
Try again to be triumphant
One little mistake
And you can go from first to sixth place
Don't underestimate
And hesitate
Keep your head on straight
I'll let it sink in so that it can resonate
While constant particles emanate
Some insects, spiders, scorpions, and snakes can envenomate
Near and far from memorial placards
Wisely and carefully maneuver around any navigational hazards
Keep on looking forward instead of backwards
Above, below and inside of caverns
By: Dalton Ogletree
Today we traveled from Bayfield, Wisconsin to Bark River, Michigan
We are staying at a beautiful cabin by the lake….
The 200 mile drive went smoothly…except for one slight navigational mistake.
We planned to stop at this 52 foot. statue of Hiawatha
In Iron River…where…since 1964 he has stood.
In my defense…not knowing Michigan
it’s easy to mix up Iron River…with the similar sounding Ironwood.
So…when we reached Iron River and Deborah read about the statue
I was half right …Hiawatha is his name
but he stands in the town of Ironwood…100 miles back the way we came.
So much for Hiawatha…and my map reading expertise…
but we forgot all about him when we reached our cabin…
nestled among white cedar trees.
We learned from Walt, the owner of our cabin,
as we felt a cool Lake Michigan breeze…
how, to the Native Americans, white cedars are considered sacred trees.
In his front yard we listened…surrounded by a wide array of flowers
while Walt told us how they believe the white cedars are imbued with healing powers.
How passed down from their ancestors…were legends such as these…
that there are protective spirits hidden in these trees.
He encouraged us to hug these trees… so we could feel their power too
which of course the two of us were more than willing and happy to do.
The white cedars are also called the tree of life…
because…lasting through the summer heat and the winter cold….
some white cedars standing today…are well over 1000 years old.
If we had to miss a 52 foot Hiawatha…by taking the wrong route
landing in thicket of 50 foot tall white cedar was a wonderful substitute
Stories such as these…like the one you have just heard…
prove once again how life is…and always will be…such a beautiful word.
how does anyone go from being good to being great?
what is required in order for someone to elevate?
to be an agent or an angel of the Lord our God
to have been designated because of the righteousness in your heart
blessed to be a blessing when you answer God's call
from ordinary to extraordinary on your faith now standing tall
pressed into service and now affirmed by the Holy Ghost
moved beyond your comfort zone to where you're needed the most
in the process of transition increasing in your faith
accelerated from just good into someone who is great
whenever God speaks to you He will make mention
of what He requires of you and what are His intentions
He will use you as a conduit to carry the currency of His word
to tell people the gospel truth the likes of which they've never heard
and when God compels you to move forth you won't need a map nor a GPS
just follow His directions as your journey is the true test
just don't worry about the where, the when, the what, the how nor the why
as long as you Who's in control and that on His word you can rely
and wherever God leads you it will be some place for the better
just make sure you follow His heavenly navigational system to the letter
blessed to be a blessing to faith your way along
just don't wander down unmarked roads that may steer you wrong
you're now a faith walker and not just a faith talker
to let your passion for Christ be first and foremost in your life
to let your trust and belief in the Lord God be the thing that jump starts your heart
and now motivated by the Holy Spirit you will come to find
that the word of the Lord God has completely saturated your mind
blessed to be a blessing to go from good to great
fired up, pumped up and passionate in your faith
to aspire with the desire to be a blessing to your sisters and brothers
to motivate and not hesitate in making disciples of others
to go from good to great blessed to be a blessing
to adhere to the instructions that the Lord our God is stressing
willing to step out on faith and leave all you know and possess
trusting in God to guide you and in turn by Him to be blessed
going from good to great by increasing in your faith
blessed to be a blessing by the goodness you now demonstrate
If there were a diagram of my life's journey,
it would begin in The Southern United States;
and crossing the mighty Mississippi River,
proceed North and slightly East for about 600
miles.
After some 5 years, it would then point further
North but slightly west for about 100 miles.
One year later, career circumstances would then
force a return to the point from which it last came.
After another year, the lines would then portray a Southern
turn back to the point where my life began. Another 4
years would pass, and the line would then point straight
West for some 2000 miles to the Pacific Ocean.
After a stint of 8 years there, the diagram would proceed North
and slightly East for about 100 miles. After a long duration
of 36 years there, the line would about-face and show a
return all the way back to my Southern roots. Who knew?
This navigational diagram had no prior dream of pursuing
such a course, but life happened and a Divine Plan unfolded.
I went along for the ride. There were some difficult navigational
twists and turns, high tides, and troubled seas. There were good
times and bad times, fires, quakes, flooding, and perfect storms.
But what could be a final landing has proven to be a God encounter.
Through the journey on life's highway, I have learned the truth
of God's word which says, "In their hearts, humans plan their
course, but the LORD establishes their steps". *
012523PSCtest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 34. Edward Ibeh
Title choice: Navigating Through Life's Highway.
*Proverbs 16:9. NIV
There were words spoken by JESUS that ring loud within me.
They were words never before spoken or heard from another.
He said, "All POWER in heaven and on earth is given to me".
He later said to some of his followers, "You shall receive power".
He was gifted with power and later shared that gift of power with others.
It is said that BEAUTY lies in the eyes of the beholder. The first impression from such a line is that there are those who see beauty differently, or even not at all. And there are those with no sight at all whose touch and sense of beauty is priceless. It is also said that beauty is only skin deep. My immediate response is to the contrary, because beauty does not fit in a box, and there's neither pits nor ocean depth to contain it.
I heard it said that fools rush in where ANGELS fear to tread. I think not that angels have fears; and I think not that there are limits to where they might tread. Moreover, me thinks that mortals such as us are best preserved by the wisdom that holds us in check by way of gravitational restraints in the atmosphere, and navigational water routes, keeping us well grounded.
From an early age, I developed an interest in NEWS via news papers, radio, and television. I tell you with a bit of a sigh, 'news' is not what news use to be. Once upon a time, it was the news type that essentially enveloped one with "information" and less propagation, less commentary, and less opinions. I was fortunate to learn early on how to listen well and develop my own opinions; and if there was to be a 'spin zone', I owned my zone.
101620PSCtest, Mystery Word Find, Caren Krutsinger
The 5 words randomly picked from, The Living New Testament:
Power, Beauty, Angel, Jesus, and News
Light of the Guardian Saving Souls
Light of the Guardian spirit, protecting,
Navigational beacon, guiding
out glowing, revolving light
direct Ships, at night
paral storms
Light
does transforms
Beautiful clear sky
White Seagulls perch or flyby
to distant lands, ships are traveling
Lighthouse beacon directing into channel
By:Eve Roper
2/1/2015