Tuesday, October 7, 2008

In all the good Greek of Plato,
I lack my roast beef and potato.
A better man was Aristotle,
Pulling steady on the bottle.
I dip my hat to Chaucer,
Swilling soup from his saucer.
And to Master Shakespeare,
Who wrote big on small beer.
The abstemious Wordsworth,
Subsisted on a curds-worth.
But a slick one was Tennyson,
Putting gravy on his venison.
What these men had to eat and drink,
Is what we say and what we think.
The influence of Milton,
Came wry out of Stilton.
sing a song for Percy Shelley,
Drowned in pale lemon jelly.
And for precious John Keats,
Dripping blood of pickled beets.
Then there was poor Willie Blake,
He foundered on sweet cake.
God have mercy on the sinner,
Who must write with no dinner.
No belly and no bowels,
Only consonants and vowels.
~~Survey of Literature by John Crowe Ransom~~


Barn Story in Painting
barn painting1 by you.
This is my favorite hideaway when I want to unwind.
barn photo2 by you.
So peaceful and so quiet, isn't it?
barn painting3 by you.
You add an old carriage here amongst the bluebells...
peace and quiettttttttt by you.
Oh, how lovely, peaceful and quiet!..
me and my sister picking up bluebells by you.
Allow us to make some noise, my sister and I...picking bluebells...
barn painting2 by you.
And let me welcome my playmates....
barn painting 7 by you.
Hey, it's not a plane, it's a bird...sure I know better
barn photo2 by you.
Does it look like the trees on Sleepy Hollow?...No way! I know better!
Hola! Bloggers. Good day! I took a respite from writing to refresh my mind a little bit to give you my barn story. I'm nature's wild child and I think better and write better when nature is all around me....see these....
sit with me here by you.
I can write tons of poems while sitting on this bench ...
Top Withens2 by you.
and I can be inspired to write a short love story here in Bronte's
Top Withens.
Enough for my literary sensationalism...lol! Nooooooo, can't be coz sensationalism is the dark side of journalism. Sentimentalism is a better word.
oh! how i love this!!! by you.
I love this!!!!!
God bless one and all!
Sincerely,
Ophelia

Friday, October 3, 2008

IT'S IN THE VALLEYS WE GROW


Hola! Soy Ophelia, your BLOGGER friend! Before anything else, I wish to thank all my Blogger friends who cared to send me thoughtful emails and electronic greeting cards...I sincerely treasure them. I also want to thank my blogger visitors for sending in their comments and suggestions. I am always welcome to all comments or suggestions and opinions and ideas. We all learn from each other's ideas and I really love hearing from you. Now I am again in the mood for spiritual musings and I would like to share with you pieces of my mind.
In life, most often we only tend to look up when we are knocked down flat on our backs...when troubles, fears, worries and sicknesses arise and when life's pressures seem so hard to bear. Honestly, I, for one used to succumb to this attitude but I thank the Lord that He opened my mind to deep spiritual truths that helped me face life as it is planned for us: one day at a time. I must admit that recent pressures almost knocked me down but by God's grace I am meeting life too bravely to be beaten now. With a childlike faith in God and with a stout heart and a cheery face, I face up to pressures without any compromise to remain true to my claim as a chainless soul. Blogger friends and visitors, always remember this..."we can always find a rainbow in every dark cloud and the sparkle of God's love in every tear as He gently leads us home" because.......




Sometimes life seems hard to bear,


Full of sorrow, trouble and woe


It's then we have to remember



That it's in the valleys we grow.


If we always stayed on the mountain top


And never experienced pain,


We would never appreciate God's love


And would be living in vain.


We have so much to learn


And our growth is very slow,


Sometimes we need the mountain tops,


But it's in the valleys we grow.



We do not always understand


Why things happen as they do,


But I am very sure of one thing.


My Lord will see me through.


The little valleys are nothing


When we picture Christ on the cross


He went through the valley of death;


His victory was Satan's loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining


When I'm feeling so very low.


Just give me a gentle reminder



That it's in the valleys I grow.



Continue to strengthen me, Lord

And use my life each day

To share your love with others

And help them find their way.

Thank you for the valleys, Lord


For this one thing I know


The mountain tops are glorious


But it's in the valleys I grow!



HAVE A BLESSED WEEKEND BLOGGERS!
angel by you.

SINCERELY,

OPHELIA

VALLEY POEM BY JANE EGGLESTON






Monday, September 29, 2008

Somewhere In The World

Time, changer of seasons,


time will see another flower growing.


Climb over the mountains,


There you'll find warm winds blowing.




Somewhere in the world,


there is peace of mind.


Somewhere in the world,


that's what I must find.


Somewhere in the world,


there's a place for me


in this world...




I cannot believe it,


everywhere I see lonely faces.


Why have we no answers?


Just some more empty places?




Somewhere in the world,


there is peace of mind.


Somewhere in the world,


that's what I must find.


Somewhere in the world,


there's a place for me,


in this world.




~~Boney M~~


Hola, bloggers! We live in a world full of chaos and confusion. We see injustice all around us that we sometimes ask, "why doesn't God do something?" Dear friends, it is worthy of note that we are living in a world that is always in rebellion with God. As long as this trend continues, complete peace will be just wishful thinking, but we can always have peace in our hearts. The Lord Jesus said, "Peace, I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." (John 14:27)

Yours truly have gone through very tough times of trials and pressures from all sides, but as a chainless soul that I always call myself to be, I have overcome each and every trials of life that came my way only by the grace of God. Yes, a chainless soul I am indeed and a chainless soul forever I will be. May God pour upon each and everyone of my readers grace and blessings the whole year through. Always remember that we can have "the peace that passes understanding" in Christ Jesus our Lord.






Beach and sunset photo taken from:http://www.flickr.com/photos/ophelia_jane_julia/

Have a Great Week Ahead Bloggers!!! Love you all!


Sincerely,

Ophelia


Saturday, September 27, 2008


"And now I am blank for you,




a tabula rasa ready to be printed with letters




in an undiscovered language




by the great press of our love."













Paint my love

You should paint my love

It's the picture of thousand sunsets

It's the freedom of a thousand doves

Baby you should paint my love.


Been around the world

Then I met you babe

It's like coming home

To a place I've known


Since you came into my life

The days before all fade to block and white

Since you came into my life

Everything has changed


Paint my love

You should paint my love

It's the picture of thousand sunsets

It's the freedom of a thousand doves

Baby, you should paint my love.




~~Michael Learns To Rock~~










"I want somebody to share


Share the rest of my life


Share my innermost thoughts


Know my intimate details


Someone who'll stand by my side


And give me support


And in return


He'll get my support


He will listen to me


When I want to speak


About the world we live in


And life in general


Though my views may be wrong


They may even be perverted


He'll hear me out


And won't easily be converted


To my way of thinking


In fact he'll often disagree


But at the end of it all


He will understand me



I want somebody who cares


For me passionately


With every thought


With every breath


Someone who'll help me see things


In a different light


All the things I detest


I will almost like


And when I'm asleep


I want somebody


Who will put his arms around me


And kiss me tenderly


Though things like this


Make me sick


In a case like this


I'll get away with it


And in a place like this


I'll get away with it...oohhh"



~~Depeche Mode~~


Love Among The Ruins by Edward Burne-Jones

Hola bloggers! Bom dia! Yours truly is a true romantic as you can see in my blogs on blogger. I am one of those who believe that eternal love is still possible to have between a man and a woman. Whom...when and where?...Only God knows if you trust in Him and pray for it for everlasting love is everything it's cracked up to be. That is why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for, and the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

Have a great weekend Bloggerssssssss!!! I love you all! Huggssss and Kissesss...MMwaahhhhh!!! and God bless as I remain

Sincerely,

Ophelia



Thursday, September 18, 2008

Spiritual Musings By Ophelia


Hola, bloggers! From love musings to spiritual musings. 'The Pursuit of God by A.W Tozer is one of the Christian Writings that influenced my thinking along with that of the woks of the prince of preachers, the British pastor Charles Haddon Spurgeon. Amidst our busy lifestyle, please let us not forget to gaze and ponder on the Lord Jesus Christ who is the Keeper of our soul. Let me share with you some excerpts from Tozer's 'The Pursuit of God' and I hope they will give you light and deep spiritual insights....

"The impulse to pursue God originates with God, but the outworking of that impulse is our following hard after Him; and all the time we are pursuing Him we are already in His hand.

God is a person, and in the deep of His mighty nature He thinks, wills, enjoys, feels, loves, desires and suffers as any other person may. In making Himself known to us He stays by the familiar pattern of personality. He communicates with us through the avenues of our minds, our wills and our emotions. The continuous and unembarassed interchange of love and thought between God and the soul of the redeemed man is the throbbing heart of the New Testament religion.

To have found God and still to pursue Him is the soul's paradox of love, scorned indeed by the too-easily-satisfied religionist, but justified in happy experience by the children of the burning heart.

The man who has God for his treasure has all things in ONE. Many ordinary treasures may be denied him, or if he is allowed to have them, the enjoyment of them will be so tempered that they will never be necessary to his happiness. Or if he must see them go one after one, he will scarcely feel a sense of loss, for having the Source of all things he has in ONE all satisfaction, all pleasure, all delight. Whatever he may lose he has actually lost nothing, for he now has it all in ONE, and he has it purely, legitimately and forever."

Have great and blessed days ahead bloggers. I am Ophelia leaving you with this thought

Materialism and Eternalism cannot wed.

Source of photo: The Shrine by John William Waterhouse taken from illusionsgallery.com

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

LONG LIVE LOVE!

Hola, bloggers! Hope everyone is having a great week. Even busy as a bee, yours truly always find time to update my blogs on blogspot and continue with my life musings. Let me ponder once again about this great feeling called LOVE...it's my favorite subject...lol...coz I'm always in love..ha, ha....I'm always and forever in love with the Lord...so i'm always in love really. Anyways....
Love is a powerful and winsome force. For example, joy can be thought of as love exalted; peace as love in repose; patience as love enduring; gentleness as love being tender; goodness as love showing kindness; faithfulness as love overcoming; meekness as love in submission; and self-control as love under discipline.
The nature of Christian love is amplified by New Testament scholar James Moffat who rendered 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 like this:
"Love is very patient, very kind. Love knows no jealousy; love makes no parade, gives itself no airs, is never rude, never selfish, never irritated, never resentful: love is never glad when others go wrong, love is gladdened by goodness, always eager to believe the best, always hopeful, always patient."
Ok, bloggers...and lovers...wish you great days ahead and always remember this
Love doesn't force itself on others, isn't always "me first," doesn't fly off the handle, doesn't keep score of the sins of others. At a time when rudeness is on the rise, we need to begin an epidemic of love.
Yours Truly,
Ophelia
Source of photo: Love's Passing by Evelyn De Morgan from

Monday, September 8, 2008

Catty Musings

Hola, bloggers! Bom Dia! Cats are for me the most elegant creatures in the animal kingdom. They are ever so graceful and so so sweet when they are being fussed about. And they are ever so loyal. But one thing I like about cats are their noses. I love to pinch them when they are cold, as a result, my cat Shy's nose has become carabish (dilapidated....ha, ha! joke!) Cats always remind me of idleness. You know why? Observe a cat in its idle times when it is just catnapping and you will notice how gracefully serene and tranquil it looks. How about human beings, how are we when we are idle? Oh never be idle! We can never be graceful when we are idle because when we are idle we are subject to destructive thoughts, dangerous impulses, and perilous pressures from without. All of these contribute to anxiety.
There are some who would rationalize their idleness by their advanced years. Just because you have grown older doesnt mean you can be idle as long as you want. Don't ever think to immunize yourself from the responsibility to industry simply because you have become older.
Let me tell you this:
Commodore Vanderbilt built most of his railroads when he was well over seventy, making his hundreds of millions at an age when most men have retired.
Tennyson was eighty-three when he wrote "Crossing the Bar."
Michelangelo was producing masterpieces in the filed of sculpture at eighty-nine.
Titian painted his incomparable "Battle of Lepanto" at ninety-eight, his "Last Supper" at ninety-nine.
Monet was painting great masterpieces after eighty-five.
Men like these mentioned don't have time for anxiety. Worry is a time thief and they refused to be robbed by it.
We can always admire the gracefulness and tranquility of cats when they are idle but we can never achieve the same gracefulness and tranquility when we are idle. Always keep in mind that "an idle mind is a devil's workshop."
Have a great new week bloggers and God bless us all!
"All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen."
~~Ralph Waldo Emerson~~