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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Dear God, Will You Hold Me Now? Hillsong With Lyrics

Dear God, I am in your hands, will you hold me know? Moving with a fractured ankle and heel, interviewing my brains out, nearing the completion of my doctoral degree, yet there still seems no end in sight to the suffering and pain. Please,Will you hold me know?

Dear God, Will YouHold Me Now?

Will you God, will you hold me know?
Can I turn to you in my time of need?
Do you feel my pain and see me bleed?
What should I do, where do I go?

Have I not suffered and weeped long enough?
Are not the sacrifices made genuine and real?
Why am I tested in my faith, why not healed?
My nerves are strained, dreams shattered, rough!

Is there no end to what lies ahead in the path of life?
Will there be a rainbow or blinding light one day?
Are the angels and their trumpets blaring, I pray -
Yet it appears 'tis written I was born to live in strife.

Where is the tender hands of my Father, gone?
How am I to mend the broken heart and soul
I have tried through years and do what I am told,
Yet still I am alone, saddened and forlon.

God, a Trinity of hope, faith, and trust, believe
I believe in you God, yet who believes in me?
Each time I fall, and mount the burdens happily
Once more, but no, I see no Grace, nor am relieved...

I dare not test my faith beyond the limits of my heart
I yearn for the day when dawn comes and suffering ends
When I for the last time will once more begin again,
Building my hopes, realizing my dreams, in faith, a fresh start...

Will you God, will you reach down to me and hold me now?
Will I God, will I join you one day and come to know your love?
Shall I share in the Glory of faith, ascend with angels above?
Or will my fears paralyze me, and my soul be devoured?

I pray on my knees, my face to the floor, will you hold me now?
I weep with a lost soul for the years gone by to be restored...
I yearn to hear your knock upon my heart's closed door...
Are you there and will you, will you hold me now?

Poems My Way - Valrie 03/30/2011

A dear friend of mine sent me a link to this song, and it touched my heart and soul. This is how the song spoke to me in my present circumstances. It would be easy to despair, but God, I turn to you in heartfelt prayer, and will you hold me now?

It's me God, Valrie Ann, and I need your hold fast to me.

                                                              Do you hear my prayers?
                          In all the glory you create, I place my hopes, faith and dreams in Thee...
To my dear blogland friends may God grant His blessings upon you and keep you safe.

Please leave a comment, they bring joy and laughter to my heart!

       Sending out my heartfelt hugs to you and asking for prayers of strength and courage to face the day.
                         I love you all so much, may your guardian angel keep you safe from harm.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

For Japan I Sing a Song.

Many of us know the plight of our allies in Japan. As I sit here today and reminisce about the cherry blossom festival in DC at the National Mall and Monument, I weep with sadness for all the lost lives and wounded in Japan. Here is my tribute to Japan.

                                   For Japan, I Sing a Song

This year, as the dew settles upon the cherry blossoms it weeps tears instead of misty droplets...
The sea deepened with salty tears from senseless loss of life and full despair.
The world, so saddened by the turbulence mother nature has befelled upon your great nation.
Nothing can dry the eyes that are brimful, the sobs and heartaches grow with each new dawn.

Oh where again is God amidst all of this... why forsake your children and perilous journeys
Peak once more as trhey traverse the aftermath of the storms at sea?
What can be said "good" to come of such loss, innocents, punished by the anger of the earth?
I seek to, but will never understand the toils and tribulations that are put upon mankind.

It is here where I most question the existence of God or a higher being, faith to see it through,
Yet doubts inflicted where 'ere I look and journeys traveled too -
When I have seen with mine own eyes the injustices of life, poverty, desolation...
Of despair, and myself am  forgotten, downtroddened, and alone?

Were I the orchestrator of the world, I would cease these woes; I would like to believe
In a kinder soul of Thee. I have my doubts as you might plainly see.
The atrocities we inflict upon each other, the devastation we impose upon others,
Surely this can not be considered civilized? For all our advances we step back in time, savages...

How am I to trust that it will ever become better?
Please speak to opened ears, give me hope for all mankind -
Or else I fear that into my inner being I will subside and no longer choose
The path of light, I will become a skeptic, a recluse with no purpose left to live!

Do you feel the tears that flood once smiling eyes?
Do you feel the heavy burdens placed within my heart?
Can you see the high levels of anxiety within my soul?
Will you ever heal them and from this prison let me go?

I long to soar above like an angel in the sky -
I dream of a better place to be, perhaps with Thee?
I yearn for a time when all pain and suffering shall end.
And we no longer war among ourselves, mankind?

Poems My Way -Valrie 03/20/2011

Please pray for the citizens of Japan.


Off to see the lovely pinks!
Surfing through today and linking up to Bev and Pink Saturdays over at How Sweet The Sound.

Also I came upon the most exquisite blog this AM and decided to feature Jan over at Rose Haven, be sure to stop over but have a huge mug of coffee or pot of tea at your side as you will spend awhile browsing her delicious recipes and artful designs~!

May God watch over me I am asking for your prayers. I need to find a new home, the landlord has double standards and lets 2 other people have pets but not me and those of you who have followed me know how special Carmel is to me. I had him neutered yesterday and he is home and healing fine But I will not give him up. With a broken fractured ankle and heel I have been requested to "make other arrangements." I have until April 30th before they start legal proceedings so they say. NEXT SATURDAY I WILL TRIBUTE MY LITTLE PINK HAVEN. It seems every time I finally get my home exactly the way I want it tragedy hits and I have to move on. I am also asking for your prayers to help the ankle heal qucikly and that I be blessed soon with a full-time job.

                                           I found the perfect home to call my Pink Castle too!
                                           It is Barrington, MA and only $15 million, a bargain!

Please leave a comment they bring smiles to my face and turn my heart a glorious shade of pink!

Pink Hugs to you ALL!

Friday, March 11, 2011

Where is God, I wonder?

Where is God, I Wonder?

Where is God I wonder?
Has He turned His back on mankind?
Did He not promise to not devastate
The earth as in the days of the floods and Noah's Arc?

Are we and his animals no longer worth the care?
Have we cashed in our prayers for the last time?
Each day we awaken to yet another atrocity
Caused not by mankind's hands  or are they?

Do you ponder the bigger thibngs in life?
Do you question why so many inncent must suffer?
Do you lay awake at night questioning what next?
Do you seek vout positive thoughts to change the horror we endure?

Where are YOU God? Why must so many die?
Why do are prayers go unheard?
Why does it seem YOU toy with our lives?
Is it true we are but pawns in the Supreme chest game?

I am saddened today for Japan, I hurt for lost lives...
I weep for the unborn children who die...
I scream for the injustices of this world.
I scoff at the prejudices that cause war and hate.

Yet I am but one woman, what can I do Lord?
Yet I am alone in a sea of sorrowfully shed tears,
Yet before I drown, I pray you heed my call,
Yet again, I listen, but hear no words of comfort.

Yea, verily you say unto us, be patient, the time is near...
Yea verily, I fall to my knees in solemn prayers and weep
I beg of You Lord, stop, the hurt is real, more than can be endured,
I beg of You Lord, show us, NO lead us to Thy wishes, prepare us.

Hear this humble prayer, for I weep and pray for all mankind,
Guide them to Your shining Light, the One and Only.
Bring back the songs of Praise and Glory to Thy name
And remove forever the horrors of this earth, it is in Your power...

Poems My Way - Valrie 03/11/2011 Copyrighted, do not reprint without permission.

I am in awe of the terror and rage that engulfs our world. Please everyone do what you can to make it a better place for you and me and all eternity.

Is there a Heaven to receive us? Will there be a place therein for me? I wonder, where is God?

Please leave a comment!

Wear Red for the US Troops and Hug everyone member of the US Troops this DAY!

I am announcing my steadfast participation in RED Fridays in honor of the US Troops and specifically for a very special MARINE Lance CPL Hranek, my son Joey, AKA by his fellow marines as Ran-Ran and that's because they found Hranek a bit awkward to pronounce correctly.

I am starting today! Wear RED Fridays goes NATIONAL! Please join the event on FB!!!Friday, March 18 · 12:00am - 10:30pm

A good frined of mine through my nephew's wife (her mom) and from my local town, and thanks to FB we have become great friends. Will you join me. And please find out what one exceptional litlle girl and an outstanding MArine have done tochange the lives of many!

The event was originally created by  Crystal Armstrong Davidoff Will you give this to my daddy?

A heartfelt story truly tugs at you, so get your kleenex ladies....

More Info Will You give this to my Daddy?

As a Company, Southwest Airlines is going to support 'Red Fridays.'

Last week I was in Atlanta , Georgia attending a conference. While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer. I immediately turned around and witnessed One of the greatest acts of patriotism I have ever seen.

Moving thru the terminal was a group of soldiers in their camos. As t......hey began heading to their gate, everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering.

When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and Cheered for, it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red-blooded American who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families.

Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work and home without fear or reprisal.

Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our Service men and women, a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old ran up to one of the male soldiers. He kneeled down and said 'hi...'

The little girl then asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her...

The young soldier, who didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy. Then suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek.

The mother of the little girl, who said her daughter's name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Marine and had been in Iraq for 11 months now. As the mom was explaining how much her daughter Courtney missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up.

When this temporarily single mom was done explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second... Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military-looking walkie-talkie. They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it..

After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, 'I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you.' He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He finished by saying 'your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon.'

The mom at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet, he saluted Courtney and her mom. I was standing no more than 6 feet away from this entire event.

As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause. As I stood there applauding and looked around, there were very few dry eyes, including my own. That young soldier in one last act of selflessness turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek.

We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices. At the end of the day, it's good to be an American.

RED FRIDAYS ----- Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing red every Friday. The reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the 'silent majority'. We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers.

Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday - and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that.. Every red-blooded American who supports our men and women afar will wear something red.

By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers.

If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, co-workers, friends, and family. It will not be long before the USA is covered in RED.

The first thing a soldier says when asked 'What can we do to make things better for you?' is.....We need your support and your prayers.

Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example.


This is not my story I'm just trying to pass it on...... Thank you all for listening, and your support!

If you care to see a few videos visit me on facebook and my son's unit has posted 2 heartsung videos of their 7 months in North Marja Afghanistan. Any parent, wife, sibling, or child that has a loved one deployed, returned home or worse, must know how important this cahllenge is to become a sea of red.

God Bless America and all of our troops each and everyv day!

Love you all!

                          My own precious Marine, son, Lance CPL Hranek, Joey, AKA Ran-Ran
I have my Red on today and going out tonight I will wear this RED outfit to honor the troops 24/7!!!!
Take a minute to donn some red!
Please leave a smile and if you care to link back to my post or copy it and put it in your own blog or FB news update!

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Life is Good, God is good, all the time, God is good.

Happy Pink Saturdays and I am so happy to finally be back to a bit of normalcy!

In the last 4 weeks since I last posted I have had many life changing events.

1. My son returned home from Afghanistan on 2/10/11, I got a hail Mary call less than 24 hours notice nd asked via dear FB chat momma, would you please come or try to receive me home, I am coming in sometime on or about the 10th? My heart tugged, finally my Joey is out of the "heat" and on his way home. Little did I know that day what all occurred in his life. He spent 4 days after getting out of battle in the hospital with unexplained heart palpitations, they think it was due to the atmospheric changes and the stresss of the body going 24/7 fighting to stay alive. I only found this out after I picked him up from Camp Legune , NC, late Thursday night, and the following morning when we were still talking about.. "things"

2. The second communication came over FB again, apparently his fiance was unfaithful and from the base of the Himalayan mountains via FB, they mutually agreed to call off the wedding. Joey is relieved, he had doubts and has learned to always trust your gut.

3. The drive down to Camp Legune started at 5:30 PM and I made it to the DC area by 1AM, stopped for 4 hours of sleep and then back on the road after a hot shower and a quick breakfast. Pulled into part of Camp Leguine at 1PM Thursday. Got told to take the next right to leave as I was on the wrong base, I was at the infantry division. Well the next thing will rock your world! I ended up on the tar mac of the base where their flights land and take off. Never stopped by any security and fearing for my life or arrest, as I knew I shouldn't even be this far into the base. I called 911 and they switched me to the MP and finally after many tears I was given directions off the base, not even escorted can you believe it? What if I had been a terrorist, must be a female American aged 55 doesn't look that threatening. Gets Better. I drive another 20 minutes down the road and get to the right part of the Camp Legune assemblage and maze of islands, and again take the first right and they will register you on base, etc. Huh! The fiorst right he really meant a hairpin turn which I didn't see. One hour later after navigating trough the officer's quarters (beautiful by the way) I flagged down a compassionate Marine who took me from the golf course where I hailed him down with 3 loud blasts of my horn and a ton of tears, escorted me with all the love of my own son to the prioper place. Yes, now I was legally on the base. I am at awe as was this second Marine as to how in one day the same woman could wander unsecured and cleared by security on two major divisions of Camp Legune without being questioned. Didnm't make me feel too good nor him about the men who didn't perform their jobs.

4. Now I had a few hours to spend, grabbed a burger on base and waited for the gym to open for family to wait as the flights arrived, they go through weapons check and surrender, then marched into the square, all 1100 of the Marines. What ensued further amazed me. These heroes homne from war had all their gear dropped in the middle of an unlit common area and had to searchv out three bags of gear all looking the same and then find a way to carry each to their barracks if noone came to take them away or parents, loved ones picking them up bied for nearby parking to limit the heavy trek wo the car. After 7 months of fighting 24/7 to stay alive I for one thought they could have at least lit the parking area up so we could read the tags on the bags, BUT they are Marines and they sucked it up found rhe bags and dispersed merrily for their first American meal in months.

5. I spent the next 3 days with my son. Talking, and just being there to listen, cleaned up his house for him after the departure of the former fiance. Then got in the car and headed back home a lonely 13 hour ride. Left in the AM about 8AM and arrived back to my SO arms late Sunday night, almost 10PM just in time for Valentine's day!

6. Academically this put me way behind. I was taking 4 courses and had fallen behind the 5 days away with no internet acess to do research and submit papers. Now I played catch up! For the next 20 days I barely slept. Then tragedy happens to me.

7. I fell twice in one week. My left ankle kept going out from under me. The second time I was going down the stairs and on my way to do a presentation for the end of one of those 4 doctoral courses. Ughh! More pain, crutches, a bootcast that makes me look  like Frankenstine and pain killers with 10 papers and 3 projects left to complete.

8.  Relief, Still on crutches and a boot cast, finished the courses in time with 9 minutes to spare for posting deadline. Got all my grades yesterday, 93.41%, 98.02%, 99.55%, and 99.81% they all count as A's so yes I still am holding my 4.00 GPA in my doctoral studies.

9. SO that is where I have been and what has been going on with one of my kid's life.

10. My other offspring, Jenni kept in touch with all of this and was my own private cheerleader. She too is in college and studying to be a veternarian. We couldn't get ther to Camp Legune to be there when her little brother came home. But she was there in spirit!

I will get back to my real pink posts but today I am simply tickled pink!

Have a blessed PS!

Visit Bev at How SweetThe Sound for links to more fabulous PINK Saturday bloggers!

I sleptuntil 11AM, after all that work my body is drained. Recharging with my cup of Sumatra Java.

Beary Hugs and Love to All!

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