Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections

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The reflections on a day well spent furnish us with joys more pleasing than ten thousand triumphs.
Thomas a Kempis (1379 – 1471) German mystic, ecclesiastic

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Reverie is when ideas float in our mind without reflection or regard of the understanding.
John Locke (1632 – 1704) English philosopher

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Glowing moments of peaceful reflection kindle the growth of our minds and spirits.
~ Unknown

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The world is a looking glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it and it will in turn look sourly upon you; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion.
William Makepeace Thackeray (1811 – 1863) English novelist

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Reflection is a flower of the mind, giving out wholesome fragrance; but revelry is the same flower, when rank and running to seed.
Martin Tupper (1810 – 1889) English poet

If you love reflections, check out other entries in the WordPress Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge:Reflections, or better yet….join the challenge. Start a blog, and make your entry. I’d love to see yours. Leave a link in the comments if you like.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Distorted

The following images were taken in downtown Chicago, IL. I hopped a flight Saturday morning and spent a little over 24hours there (most of it at the airport) and more on that later.

It was a “working” trip, not a personal one. I was usually trailing the group stopping to quickly snap away. I love downtowns….any downtowns. I think it’s from growing up in the country. We didn’t have tall buildings. We didn’t have sidewalks, or trains. I didn’t see things like this very often. And even now, living in a big city between Dallas and Fort Worth. I pass downtown every day and I am still amazed.

Me in a distorted view at a hotel lobby.

I hope to post more about my quick trip soon.

Enjoy the day.

To the heroes, and to the perished. I remember you.

Ten years ago today, I remembered where I was, and what I was doing.

I remembered the fear.

I remembered the love uniting us – one nation under God.

But mostly, I remember the patriotism of the strong, and the brave. Lives were lost, and lives were saved.

I may not have pictures of the memorials (how I wish I could be there!). But I do have some poignant images of our freedom and the price we have paid.

My heart moves for all of America; for every hero, every survivor, and every loved one.

Prayers to you all.

    America (My Country, ‘Tis of Thee)
    Commonly referred to as America
    by Rev. Samuel F. Smith

    My country, ’tis of Thee,
    Sweet Land of Liberty
    Of thee I sing;
    Land where my fathers died,
    Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
    From every mountain side
    Let Freedom ring.

    National Cemetary Point Loma

    Wreath Rose at the National Cemetary

    My native country, thee,
    Land of the noble free,
    Thy name I love;
    I love thy rocks and rills,
    Thy woods and templed hills,
    My heart with rapture thrills
    Like that above.

    Point Loma, National Cemetary

    Let music swell the breeze,
    And ring from all the trees
    Sweet Freedom’s song;
    Let mortal tongues awake;
    Let all that breathe partake;
    Let rocks their silence break,
    The sound prolong.

    National Cemetary

    Daisy at the National Cemetary

    Our fathers’ God to Thee,
    Author of Liberty,
    To thee we sing,
    Long may our land be bright
    With Freedom’s holy light,
    Protect us by thy might
    Great God, our King.

    National Cemetary

    Flower from the grounds of the National Cemetary

    Our glorious Land to-day,
    ‘Neath Education’s sway,
    Soars upward still.
    Its hills of learning fair,
    Whose bounties all may share,
    Behold them everywhere
    On vale and hill!

    Hillside National Cemetary in Point Loma

    FLowers on the ground of the National Cemetary

    Thy safeguard, Liberty,
    The school shall ever be,
    Our Nation’s pride!
    No tyrant hand shall smite,
    While with encircling might
    All here are taught the Right
    With Truth allied.

    Headstones at the National Cemetary

    Memorial Flower at the National Cemetary

    Beneath Heaven’s gracious will
    The stars of progress still
    Our course do sway;
    In unity sublime
    To broader heights we climb,
    Triumphant over Time,
    God speeds our way!

    View from the National Cemetary

    Memorial Rose on a grave

    Grand birthright of our sires,
    Our altars and our fires
    Keep we still pure!
    Our starry flag unfurled,
    The hope of all the world,
    In peace and light impearled,
    God hold secure!

Plaque at the National Cemetery

Never Forget.

*All photographs taken in Point Loma, California at the National Cemetery.


Christmas Reflections

Beth issued a challenge last week to find the “magic” (or lights) in the holiday week.
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It’s something I have noticed since we decorated. Reflections of Christmas. They are everywhere in doors and windows, around every turn and corner, on roofs and trees.

Lights. Lovely lights. Reflective lights.

Christmas

Salem and Anna

A view away. A turn. A pause. Are you looking?

Magic awaits. The magic of Christmas. Do you sense it?

Joy and Love. Filling hearts. Do you feel it?

Lights and glow. A surface away. Do you see it?

Reflective and imaginative, if only you just look.

Christmas, it’s here!

Merry Christmas from our house to yours. May the love of Christmas find you and wrap you in its arms. Enjoy your family. Feel the blessed magic that Jesus brings. Merry, Merry, Merry (three merrys for three girls, three dogs, three tens) Christmas to you!

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