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SuffolkVera

SuffolkVera Report 9 Nov 2017 16:27

Amen to that Emma.

Kandj and her husband - God hold you in the palm of his hand <3

'Emma'

'Emma' Report 9 Nov 2017 11:30

I'm saying a prayer for you today,
That God will touch you with His healing hand
and give you the comfort and peace you need
to get you through the day.

kandj and her husband <3

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 9 Nov 2017 07:41

Good morning..... :-)


Our thoughts remain very much with kandji and her dear husband today. God bless them both. <3


A sombre poem from WW1

In Memoriam
by Ewart Alan Mackintosh (killed in action 21st November 1917 aged 24)

So you were David’s father,
And he was your only son,
And the new-cut peats are rotting
And the work is left undone,
Because of an old man weeping,
Just an old man in pain,
For David, his son David,
That will not come again.

Oh, the letters he wrote you,
And I can see them still,
Not a word of the fighting,
But just the sheep on the hill
And how you should get the crops in
Ere the year get stormier,
And the Bosches have got his body,
And I was his officer.

You were only David’s father,
But I had fifty sons
When we went up in the evening
Under the arch of the guns,
And we came back at twilight -
O God! I heard them call
To me for help and pity
That could not help at all.

Oh, never will I forget you,
My men that trusted me,
More my sons than your fathers’,
For they could only see
The little helpless babies
And the young men in their pride.
They could not see you dying,
And hold you while you died.

Happy and young and gallant,
They saw their first-born go,
But not the strong limbs broken
And the beautiful men brought low,
The piteous writhing bodies,
They screamed “Don’t leave me, sir”,
For they were only your fathers
But I was your officer.



Cx <3

Gwyn in Kent

Gwyn in Kent Report 8 Nov 2017 15:32

So sorry to read this update.

May kandj and her husband be given the strength to face the days ahead.

SuffolkVera

SuffolkVera Report 8 Nov 2017 14:39

I am so sorry to hear this. My thoughts and prayers are with Kandj and her dear husband <3

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 8 Nov 2017 14:01

I have just heard from kandj who tells me that her husband has had a heart attack and is very poorly indeed. She has spent two days and nights at his bedside but has come home for a much needed rest.

We continue to keep them both in our prayers. <3

'Emma'

'Emma' Report 8 Nov 2017 12:34

Holding kandj and her husband in my prayers x

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 8 Nov 2017 07:16

Good morning :-)

There is still no word from kandj - we will keep her in our prayers. <3


Until I began this search for wartime poetry, I had no idea of just how many there are. I wonder if this is how many folk express themselves after going through such awful conflicts......?

A poem from the Falklands War……..

Why do they look at me that way?

Why do they look at me that way?
"He's not all there", I've heard them say
Leave me alone you faceless folk
To fight in war it aint no joke
I've lost my wife my job my friends
Was it all worth it? That all depends
I don't know why I feel this way
I took my oath
I did obey
I killed because I was scared to die
By blowing those Sky hawks from the sky
Those retard bombs they drove us mad
They sent us on the Galahad
The screams of the dying, twisted metal shards
A floating burning hell of dead Welsh Guards
I did not cry for them that day
Why do they look at me that way?
My brain recorded events for me
I seem to torture myself with glee
In the capital Stanley we drank ourselves sober
The Sergeant Major said "The party is over."
They sent us back to our home shore
Amongst our families we were still fighting our own war
It's nearly twenty years since we won the day
Those painful memories just wont go away
I love my Country and my brothers in arms
On November the 11th I'll sing hymns and psalms
I will wear my medals with pride on that day
The only day of the year they don't look at me that way.
- Tony McNally


Cx :-)

SuffolkVera

SuffolkVera Report 7 Nov 2017 16:51

I had not seen today's poem either - very moving. Thank you.

Sending loving thoughts to Kandj and her husband <3 <3

'Emma'

'Emma' Report 7 Nov 2017 11:42

Such a moving poem Cynthia thank you x

My prayers for kandj and her husband <3

Gwyn in Kent

Gwyn in Kent Report 7 Nov 2017 09:25

Thank you Cynthia.
I had not seen that poem before.

Not far from here is Shorncliffe Military Cemetery, where over 300 Canadian soldiers are buried.
I often think about them and their families, who probably were never able to visit their loved one's resting place.
The local people remember them though and there is a ceremony each July on Canada Day, when local school children place flowers on each grave.

War touched so many nations.


Holding kandj and her husband in my thoughts and prayers.

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 7 Nov 2017 07:21

Good morning :-)


There is no update from kandj at the moment - we continue to hold her and her husband in our prayers.... <3


Continuing our wartime poetry......

This poem is dedicated to Freddy Harris, a sergeant in the Queen's Own Rifles of Canada - killed in action on D-Day 1944. "My Buddy"
BBC/PeoplesWar/Stories

MY BUDDY
In memory of a man from '43
He came from a land across the sea
"Hi there, Limey!" he yelled with a grin
"Hallo!" I replied, "how've you bin"
"Go inside and stow your gear,
Bring your pals, we'll go for a beer".
From this moment a friendship grew.
We ate, we trained, and socialised too.
Then one day the orders came
Realising now this wasn't a game.
We boarded ship, then on our way
And during the night we gathered to pray.
Landing craft lowered seven miles from land.
We scrambled down nets, hand over hand
Into the boats, a fearsome task.
Look after us Lord, that's all I ask
The sea was stormy, we had a rough ride.
I looked at my buddy who sat by my side,
"Take care Limey, you'll do fine,
Good luck Canuck, old friend of mine".
The ramp went down, we plunged into the swell,
The beach before us a living hell.
Our feet on the ground, we dashed to the wall
From the corner of my eye I saw him fall.
Again and again I still ask why!
My friend from Toronto, why did he die?
- Cyril W Crain


Cx :-)

'Emma'

'Emma' Report 6 Nov 2017 11:40


My thoughts and prayers to all who are in need of comfort
through illness and pain, for kandj and her husband that they
might find strength in their faith. x

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 6 Nov 2017 07:53

Good morning :-)

I have heard that kandji's husband is very poorly at the moment - please remember them both in your prayers at this worrying time. We ask for God to hold them both in his loving arms.


In this week leading up to Remembrance Day, we will look at some poems/quotes/reading from both the First and the Second world war. We will also remember the Falklands war and ongoing battles. Today, from WW1

Perhaps, by Vera Brittain

(Dedicated to her fiance Roland Aubrey Leighton, who was killed at the age of 20 by a sniper in 1915, four months after she had accepted his marriage proposal).

Perhaps someday the sun will shine again,
And I shall see that still the skies are blue,
And feel once more I do not live in vain,
Although bereft of You.

Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet
Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay,
And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet,
Though You have passed away.

Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright,
And crimson roses once again be fair,
And autumn harvest fields a rich delight,
Although You are not there.

Perhaps some day I shall not shrink in pain
To see the passing of the dying year,
And listen to Christmas songs again,
Although You cannot hear.

But though kind Time may many joys renew,
There is one greatest joy I shall not know
Again, because my heart for loss of You
Was broken, long ago.

So very poignant <3

Love to all Cx :-)

'Emma'

'Emma' Report 5 Nov 2017 13:35

Thoughts and prayers for kandj and her husband
and all who are in need of support. x

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 5 Nov 2017 07:22

Good morning :-)


~~~~~~ waving back to Vera. Enjoy your break. xx


Hoping and praying that kandj and her husband are coping with the latest setback bless them.... <3

Almighty God,
you have knit together your elect
in one communion and fellowship
in the mystical body of your Son Christ our Lord:
grant us grace so to follow your blessed saints
in all virtuous and godly living
that we may come to those inexpressible joys
that you have prepared for those who truly love you;
through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord,
who is alive and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever.


The gospel for today is The Sermon on the Mount.

Cx :-)

SuffolkVera

SuffolkVera Report 4 Nov 2017 13:56

In Yorkshire with family at the moment so just waving a quick hello ~~~~~~~~~

Have a good weekend everyone. Hope your hubby improves a little each day Kandj <3

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 4 Nov 2017 07:32

Good morning :-)

Mover of Mountains

Faith is a force that is greater
than knowledge or power or skill,
And the darkest defeat turns to triumph
if you trust in God’s wisdom and will,
For faith is a mover of mountains —
there’s nothing man cannot achieve
If he has the courage to try it
and then has the faith to believe.
- Helen Steiner Rice.


Hope all are well. Cx :-)

Cynthia

Cynthia Report 3 Nov 2017 07:13

Good morning :-)


Heavenly Father
I come before you to thank you for a new day
Thank you, Lord, for giving me life
Thank you for loving me
What would I do without you, Lord
Thank you for my home and the beautiful family you have given me
Thank you for all the things I have and for the things I don’t have
I do not worry about those things, because I know that
in due time you will provide for me
I love you, father
In the name of Jesus I pray
Amen!


Love to all. Cx :-)

kandj

kandj Report 2 Nov 2017 19:23

Hello all

Two very different hymns and clearly for very different reasons. I had goosebumps
reading the words of today's beautiful hymn and a tear or two remembering loved ones

We still are not in a good place with hubby yet..it will come, we need to trust in God's amazing healing powers. Thank you everyone for your kind thoughts and prayers.

Thinking of all who were killed in the New York terrorist attack and their family and friends. We had absolutely no idea having seen no TV or newspapers. So tragic!