November 1, 2026

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On this Sunday morning
we say goodbye to
day light savings time
causing confusion
and tricks with our minds
bringing LONG evenings
and cold winter nights
But nature doesn’t seem

to care

The sun doesn’t take notice

rising at her usual time
and tonite the moon and stars
will cast their
spell as always before
rumbling through the

heavens with
laughter and a wink of an eye
at the silliness of man and
wonder why?

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Greetings from October 31, year of 1517

For centuries mankind was tormented

with hellfire and perdition by the

hierachy of the Church, demanding

money [indulgences] to free loved ones

from purgatory, and even for

their own salvation!

~ IT WAS A MYSTICAL HAPPENING ~

For a man troubled with fears
and doubts Growing up in a
medieval era in a German
village Centuries ago Under
fear of a vengeful god who
didn’t care A strict mother
overburdened With children
A father bent on his son’s succuess
Sending him to Erfurt a School of
Learning

~ lEAVING HIS HOME ~

A bolt of lightning and thunder
threatened his life On bended
knees he knelt Promising God he
Would become a monk Viewing his
cry for help He could never break
his vow From all he had ever
known His father refusing to
speak Entering a monastery The very
next day Committing his life to
Confession and Prayer

~ INDULGENCES AND PRAYERS ~

Wih fear and tremblings Taught
to pay To save himself and His loved
ones from Purgatory and Hell
Long pilgrimages And blood stained
feet Each step seeking Mercy and Grace
That he would be SAVED
BUT IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH1

~ A LOVING GOD BESIDE HIM ~

To reveal a Holy Truth That released him
from bondage TO declare to all we are
saved by GRACE Alone and Nothing
ELSE
In a monastery tower Martin Luther
opened a book to the Words
“The Just Shall Live By Faith” *

* Book of Romans 1:17

~ THE VERY GATES OF PARADISE ~

AND he said ” I felt Like the portals
of light streamed from the
Heavens And I had entered through
the Gates of Paradise”
What Good News for all of those
who have lived In fear and
Doubt Of acceptance We are
Saved by FAITH ALONE

“Our Hearts are glad all grief has flown
Since we are saved by GRACE ALONE”

A humble monk Martin Luther began
The Great Protestant Reformation In the
Month of October 31 in the YEAR 1517
Nailing his 95 Theses
Protesting the lies of the Church
On the Door of The Castle Church in
Wittenburg, Germany !

For all those Now who doubt they have done
enough to be Saved
REMEMBER
Our LORD’S Word’s
“WE are SAVED by GRACE and GRACE ALONE”

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The earth was flat

until Aristotle

established the
fact –
‘The moon’s shadow
on earth’ proved
that wrong
For how could a
celestial body
circle the earth
if it were not
round?

After a time this
world through
man’s foul play
became corrupt
and upside
down

And the moon
thought

“How can I shine
on a world like
that?”

And slowly
withdrawing it
left a promise
“There will be no
more need of a
sun or moon”
“For there will
be no more night
nor day”

God’s face will
shine on a brand
new world set
upside right!

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I’ve stored many garments
in the closet of time
Ones of worry and concern
that did not fit me well
I have tried to mend them
but my thread is too fine
and my needle too dull

My doubts interfere and I
fear for my body a lack
of clothes 👚
When in the distance a
field of lilies beckon me
“We never toil nor

spin our cloth
Yet in fine linen and
gold we are finely

dressed”
“Do not be afraid, for

a robe
of faith will be given
that fits you well”

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Do sunflowers ever cry?

Remembering Ukraine

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WHERE are your fields now
Oh weary ones of war?

Where once your faces

chased the sun!

Now artillery and

smoke have
hidden your smiles

Your golden vials

of oil
now broken
But down below the

hardened soil your
seeds are hidden
Your tears will
sprinkle meadows

and fields

bringing your

smiling faces back
once more
BUT when OH when

will this be?

When will this
nation Ever be set free?

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The sunflower is Ukraine’s flower

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In an autumn field I walked
one day
The breeze blew upon the
trees

The poplar, beech and
willow providing shade
their leaves now in piles lay

But the old oak tree stands
alone fully dressed defying
the rest
Winds come from the east
north and west

Not one leaf falls it is
left ‘Unshaken’
Standing below’ this
majestic tree surveying the
strength it is to me

I like the oak holding on to
the old must wait in His
time to make room for the
new – Until then I am left
Unshaken!

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October’s child is
bright and fair
golden leaves

woven through
her long auburn

hair

Midst apple orchards
pumpkins and squash
Sharing a bountiful

harvest

When suddenly

there is a chill
the clouds overhead
look scary and

dark
with empty fields
bare of berries and nuts
I am saddened

for asters and mums
as fallen petals weep

for lack
of sun
their seeds soon

sealed in coffins
of seeping sod
When she sees my tears
waving goodbye

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For “While the earth

remains
seedtime and harvest
Cold and heat
winter and summer
and day and night
shall not cease” *

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• Book of Beginnings
• Chapter 8:22 [ quote

Before two paths I stood

One not chosen by many
and traveled by few

And one well traveled in green
grassy woods

. . . And I marveled at this

which one I should choose!

Then as if my shoes were
planted on the less traveled
path

. . . There was no question . . .

. . . Often many from the opposite
direction
would laugh and call me
a fool
And sometimes
I would doubt myself too

. . . Would I have chosen this
path on my own?

But for the lessons learned
I dare not question!

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IN the rich man’s

plot where green

grass grows

Rows of roses

are carefully

hoed

But do you

know?

In the poor

man’s grove

there is a

simple rose

that grows

wherever it

goes

it has no

thorns to

harm my thoughts

nor question

my doubts

So this is the

rose I chose

for less is more

in the poor man’s

grove where the

simple rose grows

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SOMETIMES I wish I
could be a little
girl again
with red painted
nails and toes
a pretty pink
dress with ruffles
and bows
picking bouquets
chasing all my
problems away
Reminiscing of
those years as if
life was like a
kaleidiscope
chasing colors
with twists
and turns and
changing scenes
that vanish when

the turning stops
giving hope with
one more stop
of happy years to
come on a SUMMER
afternoon!

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