Sunday

Walter made it to Sunday school this morning, however, he really did throw me a curve ball in the process. I gave him a ring about an hour before departure and then went up to get him when it was time to go...the rascal had already left without me! When I got to church, he had already made the coffee for the class.

Everyone was glad to see him up and around. Of course, I was chastised by several individuals for not being in the choir this morning. So, looks like I'll be off to choir practice this evening so that I'll be set to sing next Sunday morning.

I ran a couple of errands after church - I ran by Ross', I've been in there before, and found a darling sundress (the jacket is if-y). If the weather is cooperative in May this will be just the thing to wear to the horse races in Ohio, during our conference.

I almost had a Home Depot moment, as I drove by they had all the new plants out for spring....I almost was compelled to go in and buy some sort of annual. This is really the first year out of the house that I've not really got a place to put new plants in the ground. :( It looks like what's potted made it through the winter. But...the draw of going into the gardening center is strong...I must resist.

I made it to choir practice this evening. Just in time to be brought up to speed for the Easter program. That means an extra practice this week and an early arrival time next Sunday evening. It's not really that bad at all, we do have a good time. In fact, the choir loft was FULL this evening, all 26 seats were taken with a few extras even added in.

Email & Newsletter Gleanings:

One Canadian's View

Here is a woman who should run for Prime Minister of Canada. Written by a housewife in New Brunswick to her Local newspaper, this is one ticked off lady.

'Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was it or was it not started by Islamic people who brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001 and have continually threatened to do so since?

Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan, across the Potomac from the nation's capitol and in a field in Pennsylvania ?

Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?

And I'm supposed to care that a a few Taliban were claiming to be tortured by a justice system of the nation they come from and are fighting against in a brutal insurgency.

I'll start caring when Osama bin Laden turns himself in and repents for incinerating all those innocent people on 9/11.

I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which is a crime punishable by beheading in Afghanistan .

I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head while Berg screamed through his gurgling slashed throat.

I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents' in Afghanistan come out and fight like men instead of disrespecting their own religion by hiding in mosques.

I'll care when the mindless zealots who blows themselves up in search of nirvana care about the innocent children within range of their suicide bombs.

I'll care when the Canadian media stops pretending that their freedom of speech on stories is more important than the lives of the soldiers on the ground or their families waiting at home to hear about them when something happens.

In the meantime, when I hear a story about a soldier roughing up an Insurgent terrorist to obtain information, know this: I don't care.

When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the head when he is told not to move because he might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank: I don't care.

When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed 'special' food that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can absolutely believe in your heart of hearts: I don't care.

And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes it's spelled 'Koran' and other times 'Quran.' Well, Jimmy Crack Corn and, you guessed it, I don't care!!

If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to all your E-mail friends Sooner or later, it'll get to the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior!

If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete button.
Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great Country! And may I add:

'Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering if they made a difference in the world. But, the Soldiers don't have that problem.'

I have another quote that I would like to add AND.......I hope you forward all this.

One last thought for the day:

Only five defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
1. Jesus Christ
2. The Canadian Soldier.
3. The British Soldier
4. The Dutch Soldier and
5. The American Soldier

One died for your soul, the other 4 for your freedom.