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The Church of the Front Porch
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The Two Wolves Story
Written by Aunt BrendaOne evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people every day.
He said; "My son, the battle is between two wolves that live inside of all of us. One is 'Evil'. It is hatred, envy, jealous, greed, arrogance, guilt, shame, resentment, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other wolf is 'Good'. It is joy, love, peace, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, forgiveness, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought about this for a minute and then asked his grandfather; "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee grandfather replied; "The one you feed and pay attention to the most."
"This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
- Chief Seattle
I would venture to say that the reverse is also true. Whatever he does to himself, he does to the web.
Brenda










Dot to Dot Mandelbrot
Written by Aunt BrendaAs above so below in the family tree. Mother - Daughter healing in the blink of an I AM, using Mandelbrot's fractal theory.

I like puzzles. When I was younger, I had a big dot-to-dot book. When I received the book, I was excited and planned to complete each picture, including coloring them, one at a time.
What I discovered was that the act of figuring out what the picture was turned out to be enough for me to want to move on to the next one. I started coloring the first one, but never actually finished it. There were just too many undiscovered pages left to explore!
I am finding that this methodology has translated into my life as a series of incomplete projects. I have started writing four books, but it seems as though as soon as I figure out what I'm going to write about, I'm "over it" and ready to learn something new. Outlining the intention of the books is about as far as I have been able to get so far.
Is that necessarily a bad thing? Part of me says yes. Part says no.
Therein lies the conflict. The friction.
Certainly, starting and not completing projects doesn't get one ahead in this world, does it? Or does it really matter in the grand scheme of things?
The thought process that interferes with me now is that there is already so much information available, what do I have to offer that's different? Plus, there are so many people in this world who are so much smarter and in tune than I am, again, what do I have to offer that's different?
Frequently I find that when I am writing about a point of view or sudden "aha" moment, during the ensuing research process I find that there is a plethora of information about this very point of view already published and readily available.
Which in itself poses another set of questions; Are these points of view or "aha" moments really mine, or did I just tap into the universal frequency where they've been residing all along? Am I experiencing someone else's "aha" moment simultaneously? Am I really tapped into this higher frequency I've been learning about, where one "knows all things"?
He Weeps
Written by Rea K. FieldenWritten in 2000; still applies today......
He Weeps
As the whole world sleeps, He weeps.
He weeps for the diseases we've spread,
For the things we've killed, for the paths we tread.
He weeps for the morals we've lost
For our infidelities, for the lives we've tossed.
He weeps for the lies we've told
For our tales of violence, for our greed of gold.
He weeps for the war we've wreaked
For our fountains of blood, for our prey on the weak.
He weeps for the terror we've instilled
For our rape of faith, for our hate revealed.
And still, when the dawn breaks, He smiles
He opens His arms, He closes the miles
He spreads forth His light from above
He fills us with peace, He offers His Love
And as the world sleeps, He weeps.
Still
Written by Rea K. FieldenSTILL
I am so still.
Night before last,
I ate cake beside her grave
And rifled through vivid memories
In the mausoleum where he lay curled up.
Clear understanding nudged at me gently
While I reached for the comfort of knowledge.
I am so still.
Last night, I sat beside her grave
And she accompanied me to the mausoleum
Where he lay curled up among his memories.
The window opened wide to the cool night air
Where I played as a child and, now, I watched me.
Understanding came from her but naught from her lips.
I dreamed of cake and it was sweet.
I dreamed of memories and they were clear.
I dreamed of knowledge and it was poetry.
I dreamed of me and I was the child.
I dreamed of Death and it was gentle.
I am so still.
By Rea Fielden
© Copyright 2001
The Treachery of Tradition
Written by Aunt BrendaThis is an excerpt from a message delivered October 19, 2007 by Pastor Ricky Kurth.
Think about the implications of this in your daily life. How many things do you do just because, without knowing why. Begin to question your motives, because ultimately YOU are the one who is to be responsible for your own actions.
"The danger of tradition is well illustrated in the story that is told about five monkeys who were placed in a cage, with a banana hanging from the ceiling, and stairs placed underneath it. When one monkey climbed up for the banana, however, all five were immediately sprayed with water, treatment apparently not welcome among primates! This chastening was repeated so frequently and so immediately that soon if any monkey tried to climb the stairs, the others would begin to beat him. Eventually the group would take action against a perpetrator even without being sprayed with water.
"At this point one of the monkeys was replaced, and the new arrival of course headed straight for the banana. He too was beaten and soon learned that reaching for the banana was unacceptable behavior. Then another ape was exchanged, and when he too reached for the banana, the others pummeled him, even the first replacement. Eventually all the apes were replaced, and all would batter any monkey that dared offend, even though none of them had ever been sprayed with water! They acted simply in obedience to a deeply entrenched tradition, passed on to them by those that came before them, without knowing why they were enforcing it."
Yeah, that's what I thought too. Yikes!
The Traveler's Gift
Written by Aunt BrendaBruce and I listened to this book on an audio tape while traveling. There are some key points that I wrote down and wanted to share with you. These are good guideposts for life.
1. The buck stops here. I am responsible for my past and future.
2. I will seek wisdom. I will be a servant to others.
3. I am a person of action. I seize this moment. I choose now.
4. I have a decided heart. My destiny is assured.
5. Today I will choose to be happy. I am the possessor of a grateful spirit.
6. I will greet this day with a forgiving spirit. I will forgive myself.
I will persist without exception. I am a person of great faith.
Do You Believe in Fairies?
Written by Auntie DiMy very good friend Diane, who was pursuing her Master's in Creative Writing at the time, wrote this story for publication in a local magazine. It is the story of how Bruce and I met and fell in love.
***The story you are about to read is true, and no names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Do You Believe In Fairies?
by Diane Batts
October 7, 2006
Every little girl dreams of the fairy tale. Someday, we believe, someday our prince will come. By the time we've reached our twenties or thirties though, we think that Prince Charming is: dead, gay, or imprisoned by some evil power somewhere. Because, dear readers, 99.8% of the men we've met have definitely not been of his caliber.
Message in a Bottle
Written by Aunt Brenda
I am a message in a bottle
floating on a stormy sea
Will anyone notice this bottle
will anyone care about me

Richard C. Cook
May 24, 2010
While skeptics mockingly point out that the “end of the world” has been prophesized over and over again for centuries with nothing happening—the latest being Y2K, they say, and another likely bust coming up when the calendar hits 2012—it’s obvious that mankind faces an increasingly unsustainable future.
The world’s economic, technological, agricultural, and political systems are breaking down. While the causes are debated, it’s certain that the human assault on the natural world has wiped out vast numbers of species and polluted the land, the air, and the oceans. After the past 100 years of history, with two world wars and low-grade but vicious warfare going on almost continuously somewhere in the world since World War II ended, it seems impossible for human beings to live together in a state of harmony either among ourselves or with the planet we call home.
Are we at “the end of the age?”
Quiet Time
Written by Aunt Brenda
Be Still
This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive.
There is no cost but a lot of rewards.
Let's always pray for one another.
The prayer:
Heavenly Creator of All That Is,
Thank You for each and every day You have blessed us here on earth.
Thank You for Your tender mercies.
Thank You for giving us friends and family with which to share these Internet joys.
I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and those I care deeply for who are reading this right now.
Where there is joy, give them continued joy,
Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy.
Where there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence.
Where there is need, fulfill their needs.
Bless their homes, families, finances, their goings and their comings
In Jesus' Mighty, Mighty Name I Pray,
Amen.
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