He has saved others, himself he could not save

oooh, this doesn't sound good, what happened?

LittleK, nothing happened....that hasn't happened before.

and will continue to happen

gotcha

Well, dys...littlek.....when we sing...we sense the things that might have been. No apologies for the spiritual garden full of silence and of dew...Mozart and his chorale...Bach and his fuge..Handle and his chorale...

I suspect Letty is still recovering from that acid trip back in the 70's.

I have to say, when I saw this thread, I checked google to see if the pope had passed.

Good morning all. Sorry for the vagueness. Actually this thread was an allusion to the passion in the Bible. Somehow, after learning that my dear friend here had developed a rare form of bone cancer, I just ran several things through my mind and came up with the death of faith. It's ironic to me that the very thing most fundamentalists advocate is what drives many people further away.

Littlek, the Pope is a tough old bird.

Nickfun, more like a flash forward.

I have always wondered would our final destination be darkness. As the song goes "is that all there is?"

au, verses from the Bible keep surfacing in my mind. " he that has walked in darkness, shall see a great light.." Not certain that those are the exact words. I really don't care what religion we do or do not share. We still wonder, do we not? Often I think everything is a dichotomy. Black white...darkness...light..haves..have nots... good evil..Noah's ark--two by two. It seems to me that Mark Twain appealed to his wife, when their child died, to pray for her. His wife replied with something like " I would, Sam, but you've knocked it out of me."..ah, well. Someone once told me that I think too much.

Letty
Remember, there are no athiests in foxholes.

I remember that, well, Au. Remember the legend of three on a match?
What we remember is almost as soothing as what we forget..uhoh..there I go again...two by two. Do you suppose that Anne Frank really said, "..in spite of everything, I still believe that people are good at heart." Well, I hope so.

Being shot at certainly scared the livin' shit out of me, and it pissed me off . . . it didn't make me believe that there is a deity. Of course, we had "bunkers," as opposed to fox holes. Suppose that makes a difference?

Setanta, you are a veteran?

Yes, Miss Letty, don't let the little doggie fool ya . . . i was a member of the Regular Army from 1970-73.

A foot soldier--Vietnam. I was volunteering for experimental research at UVA. One of the instruments was a survey, measuring if one were a Hawk or a Dove.
I claimed to be a moderate then. I never got the results of that experiment.

Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall see God. I laughed at my son who once said that he wished God would speak to him, and then became afraid that he would.

Nights are long since you went away,
I dream about you all through the day,
My buddy..my buddy,
No buddy quite so true.

Miss your voice, the touch of your hand,
It makes me know that you understand,
My buddy..my buddy..
Your buddy misses you..

and that was written for the boys in the trenches.
Not for the girl back home...not for mother love and apple pie,
For the boy who was paired with his "buddy" ...hence..Buddy poppy day.

Donovan:
A poke at the pope
That's what we're having --

edgar, not takin' a poke at anyone. Which Donovan would that be?