Death a Saving Grace – #2 — Elizabeth Ann Johnson-Murphree


Please read Elizabeth’s powerful piece.

Death, a Saving Grace At dawn, the life light went out of the woman’s abused body, it laid in front of her the children she tried to protect…she was a mother, she was a woman, and she was a wife. A coal oil lantern glowed against rustic rough boards, shadowing the fragile souls left […]

via Death a Saving Grace – #2 — Elizabeth Ann Johnson-Murphree

BE the Change?


Death

I don’t watch a lot of TV.  I find most of it to be just a waste of time.  I have to admit, I do tune in to the old classics.  The Dick Van Dyke Show or The Andy Griffith Show, etc.  I like a lot of the old classic movies too.  Give me a good James Stewart movie or an Alfred Hitchcock and I’m set!

I watch local news which gives me just enough of the international news that I don’t sound like I’ve got my head in the sand during conversations with friends.

What I see coming at me from the “boob tube” just makes my stomach turn.  How on earth can we continue with the amount of violence in our society and still survive?

I know every generation says that it’s worse than the generation before.  But the world confuses me now.  The cruelty and the hatred…

What’s the answer?  IS there an answer?

It’s not just the terrorists, or the wars.  It’s also the cruelty to animals, the cruelty to children!!

Some time back I wrote a post about being naïve.  Sometimes I get bitten, because I like to see the good in people.  Until a person proves otherwise, I like to think that we all possess some good in us.

That belief is getting harder and harder to maintain.

What, as a society, do we do to change it?

Arming ourselves to the teeth is not the answer.  I know we have to protect ourselves and our families.  But what about CHANGE?

I do my best to have a “do unto others” way of looking at people.  It’s not always easy when the media wants to shock and terrify us!

I have to quote a line from a Michael Jackson song.  “I’m starting with the man in the mirror.”  Or in this case, the woman in the mirror.

I KNOW this is how things change, just a person at a time.  But it just seems like a drop in the ocean.

This and prayer, I think, is the only way to make a CHANGE.

My Muse


 

You are the well from which I drink.

Each breath with you is retched and welcoming.

Your presence can cleanse or stain this heart.

You are a curse, yet I must have you.

I need you, though I despise you.

My nourishment is gone.

You feed this soul with your beauty, your horror and pain.

Have you abandoned me?