Archive for November, 2010

FITTING…

Posted in Uncategorized on November 18, 2010 by spidahgrl

Now I’m not a religious person…  Spiritual perhaps but the whole organized religion thing well I’ve got some mixed feelings…  However, when I saw this on a rescue site I couldn’t help but think how fitting it was in the case of rescue animals…  So very true in fact that I am sharing it here…

“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or inprison and go to visit you?’
“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’” — Matthew 25:34–40 (NIV)

WHY…

Posted in Uncategorized on November 18, 2010 by spidahgrl

Why?
Why does it bother you so?  Shouldn’t something that I find joy in make others that care about me happy?  Shouldn’t that be all that really matters?  Whether you condone it or even understand it why must you stand in judgement of it?  Why can’t you love me for me and respect my passion?  Why is it so wrong to want to be the voice for the voiceless?  How come what I do seems so bizarre to others?  Why do I feel like I’m in an outcast because of my passions?  Why?  Why can’t you learn to accept me for me?  Why can’t you just realize that each time you say negative things it hurts me to the core?  Why don’t you see that it’s what makes me feel important?  Why?  Why don’t you see that I now feel that I must hide my passion from others?  Why don’t you see that I am often made to feel ashamed because of my love for what I do?  Why must I feel like I’m an oddity?  Why?  Why won’t you try to understand?  Why do I feel incredible shame when you say such thoughtless things about my passion?  Why do I let it bother me?
– Carrie McCormick (10-26-10)

 

MISS YOU…

Posted in Uncategorized on November 18, 2010 by spidahgrl
I Miss You…
Oh how I miss you…  Not a day goes by that I feel regret…  Not a moment goes by when I don’t feel your presence…  What I wouldn’t do to see you laying there on the couch…  That silly expression on your face…  The love and loyalty in those sad brown eyes…  Eyes of a soul that has endured un speakable things…  I miss you with every fiber of my being…  The day we said goodbye to you a part of me was lost forever…  A part that will never be whole again…

– Carrie McCormick (10-26-10)