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Should you ever worry about the future generations and think there’s no hope…. The following quotes are taken from the Valedictory speech given by one of SHP’s recent graduates.  It may have been the best Valedictorian speech I have ever heard.  Certainly it was finer than my own high school graduation speech.  I am in awe of this young woman and her young wisdom.

. . . . "I will always bear with me the soft impressions
of the kindnesses I received here, and perhaps nothing more will ever matter in
the end."

. . . .  "This school has given us the knowledge that each
of our hearts is, itself, sacred—that the worn tools we need are merely the
shoulders we have to lean on when we are too weary to go on ourselves, and the
daily consolation given us by our faith." 

– recent SHP graduate in her valedictory speech.

Between Here and Gone
by Mary Chapin Carpenter

Tonight, the moon came out, it was nearly full.
Way down here on earth, I could feel it’s pull.
The weight of gravity or just the lure of life,
Made me want to leave my only home tonight.
Now I’m just wonderin’ how we know where we belong.
Is it in a photograph, or a dashboard poet’s song?
Will I have missed my chance to right some ancient wrong,
Should I find myself between here and gone?

Now I could grab my keys, clear out in my truck,
With every cent on board bringing me their luck.
An’ I could drive too fast, like a midnight sleeve,
As if there was a way to outrun the grief.
Now I’m just wonderin’ how we know where we belong.
In a song that’s left behind in the dream I couldn’t wake from.
Could I have felt the brush of a soul that’s passing on,
Somewhere in between here and gone? 

Up above me,
Wayward angels,
A blur of wings and grace.
One for courage,
One for safety,
One for "just in case".

I thought a light went out, but now the candle shines.
I thought my tears wouldn’t stop, then I dried my eyes.
And after all of this, the truth that holds me here,
Is that this emptiness is something not to fear.
Yeah, I’ll keep wondering how we know where we belong,
After all the journeys made, and the journeys yet to come.
When I feel like giving up instead of going on,
Somewhere in between.

Yeah, I’m just wondering how we know where we belong.
Is it in the arc of the moon, leaving shadows on the lawn?
In the path of fireflies and a single bird at dawn,
Singing in between here and gone.

This is what I do for a living (among other things)

So’s this:


You are Book, the Shepherd. Your mission is to
bring the Good Word out to the heathens and to
act as a spiritual guide. Your faith can
withstand any logical assault and your hair can
scare even the most hardened soldier.

Which Firefly character are you?
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Dateline:  Saturday, Nine June 2007. 



(also Christer’s moving day).

Three nuns, three girls, three guys and a partridge in a pear tree moving this penguin to her new digs.  Moving prayers please, this is a tough one.  Tsanks.

Your Element Is Water

A bit of a contradiction, you can seem both lighthearted and serious.
That’s because you’re good at going with the flow – but you also are deep.

Highly intuitive, you tune in to people’s emotions and moods easily.
You are able to tap into deep emotional connections and connect with others.
You prefer a smooth, harmonious life – but you can navigate your way around waves.
You have a knack for getting people to get along and making life a little more peaceful.

June 2007