Sadly to say, it looks as though anoher major storm is about to hit--RITA. This time, it effects my family who live in TEXAS. We are praying intently for them as well as the many who may be dumped on again after Katrina. My heart aches for the many people who have lost family members. I pray that each of them will be reunited and find each other. My mind is distracted as I begin to think of the many things that lie ahead of me for Rachel's wedding. I pray that God will work it all out in a positive way.

Well, My daughter set her wedding date this weekend. I am very happy for them. I believe in my heart that God put them together! I must admit that I am a little discouraged after talking to my dad. I had hoped he would be excited but on the contrary he was quite skeptical implying that it was a mistake. He had alot of synical things to say, which did nothing but aggrevate me and make me determined to help them value the sacredness of the vows they will take. I really am excited about their decision and will bend over backwards to support them. I just pray that I will be able to save enough money to pull it off!

I was made aware of this tonite a church. WOW...what a profound Lament!! This was written by a professor from the school Tom received her undergraduate degree.

Clyde Fant, Stetson University

LAMENTATIONS

How like a widow sits the city once so beautiful!
She weeps bitterly in the night, with tears on her cheeks,
Because there is none to comfort her.
She stretched forth her hands, but none came to her;
They heard how she was groaning, but none came unto her.
In her streets the flood bereaves;
In the sodden houses it is like death.
The leaders and elders of the city have fled, but the poor are trapped
within her levees.

Her friends have dealt treacherously with her;
Those who promised to help are worse than her enemies.
When she cried aloud, none came;
Smooth words promised much,
But they were empty rhetoric, wells without water, phantom bread.
Shame! Shame upon us all.

Who would have believed it!
She who sang even when she mourned,
The people who danced even in their want--
Now they are dying.
Their colorful robes are stained with mud;
They are gray, all gray, the pallor of the dead.

Weep, weep for the great city!
Orators of platitudes, politicians of promises, it is you who betrayed her!
You took from her her safety; you neglected her when she reached out to you.
You channeled her rivers and harnessed her waters--but for yourselves! For
the profits of your friends!
You caused her marshes to dry and her wilderness to recede; you brought the
might of the waves and the winds to her very doors.
The poor, those who dwelt in the lowest places, who lived in miserable
shanties of wood, termite-ridden and forlorn,
Where none but the hopeless would dwell:
You have murdered them, and their corpses drift in the brackish floods,
But their cries have gone up to God!

Woe to you, Republicans!
For you pumped wealth from their lands and sent their sons to die in your
wars,
But they are as nothing to you.
"Who is my neighbor?" You do not know yet the answer to this ancient
question.
Your only neighbors are your friends in the country clubs or the "good old
boys" in the redneck bars.
Your grandfathers set the slaves free, and you return them to a worse
bondage of perpetual poverty!
Your fathers segregated them, but you ghettoize them;
Then you redistrict them to take away the few voices they have,
But God will cause the ruined city to cry on their behalf!
Shame! Shame for your hypocritical use of my name to lure the unwary.

Woe to you also, Democrats!
You were the fathers of slavery, first sons of the South!
You damned the poor to generations of ignorance and want.
Your fathers segregated them, and you promised to bring them into your family.
But where were you when they needed you?
For you lack the courage of your convictions! You curry the favor of the
enemies of your own people!
You have become impotent by your timidity.
You endorsed the wars.
You approved the miserable crumbs for education and employment.
You courted the indifferent, smug suburbs--may you live among them
eternally, bored forever by their white sameness!
Shame! Shame for your graft in the statehouses,
Your selfishness that has turned your people from you in disgust.

Woe to you Christians who pride yourselves in the name Conservative,
Who call all generous spirits and inclusive hearts liberals,
Who see wars as strength and peace as weakness!
The Prince of Peace rebuke you!

Woe to you also, Liberal Christians!
You scorn the common and cause the simple to feel inferior in your midst.
Your hearts are ever open, but your pocketbooks are always closed!
He who lived among the poor rebuke you!

Woe to you, television preachers and megachurch pastors! False prophets!
You deceive the people with your bleats of piety while you endorse wars and
favor your rich benefactors.
Your prophecies of end times have come true--in your own generation!
Look upon the city! Look upon hell on earth!
See what your leaders have wrought, the shame of the earth!
All mock us and call us fools,
We who send armies across oceans but cannot cross the Mississippi to help our
own!
Shame, shame upon you!

I hate, I despise your solemn assemblies,
The self-hypnotic repetitions of your pagan praise-hymns are a scandal in my
ears.
Come before me no more lifting up unholy hands,
Do not use my name to grow your personal kingdoms,
Or to bless your political ambitions.
What do think I desire? Barrels of oil from Iraq?
Herds of sacred cows from Texas?
Go now and learn what this means:
I desire mercy and not sacrifice,
Lovingkindness, not benign neglect.

Weep, weep for my city,
For my people,
For my children.
For they are dead.

Well, I think that August was just written off the calendar! I can't believe that an entire month has come and gone and no blog from me! In reality, I've had and am still having some computer issues that I suppose serves as a good excuse for my negligence. Perhaps the total truth is that absolutely nothing is much different than the last writing. I have done the exact same thing at work, Tom is doing the exact same thing with his work. We are without a doubt, still praying for God to open a door for us on our journey. The Tuesday after Labor Day was a difficult day in that it was our 2nd anniversary of the end of our last journey---the beginning of our third year of a NEW journey. I must admit that I was nearly broken down last week as Tom was making a new video resume which was more than I could watch. This video showed clips of events in our former ministry, which crushed me and brought me to tears of confusion and mystery as to "WHY?!?!?!" I saw a ministry filled with excitement, joy and even fun--not to mention successful with LARGE groups. I watched it briefly and caught myself asking God "Why are we still without a church?? Why are we still waiting?" I can only say that God is really preparing us for something...but I mus admit that I am ready for the revelation.

I am ending for now and will try very hard to not be so long.