Progress Is Community Driven.

I was watching some past footage of the Katrina devastation and it conjured up those emotions, those very strong emotions of sorrow and, if I may be so revealing, helplessness.  I remember praying with my prayer warriors about the whole situation.  Some of us could hardly wrap our minds around what was happening.  

Hurricane Katrina gave me a somber look at some aspects of America that some would have  liked to remain hidden; but I am glad of the revelation.  It made me aware of the power of prayer and people.  I could focus all day long on the miracles that took place and, well, the bad stuff that happened too but let me move up to the "now" of Mississippi and Louisiana.  

Most of the shows I watched discussed the before and after of the folks affected by Hurricane Katrina (and Rita too, she had her hand in it!).  It was hard to relive the "before" but the "after" gave me a lot of encouragement and great hope.  

These folks truly are renaissance  people.  The community involvement seems to come from all sorts of folks, whether they live there or not.  Sure, these areas have a long way to go but they are still going, and with all my heart I believe they are going to get there (where ever "there" is).  AND if there is one area of the U. S. that seems to embody the "feel" of the definition for renaissance it's these wonderful and innovative citizens of these United States.  *standing ovation goes here*  

That's all for now,

Auntie M

GOD vs america

Couldn't find a
photo of a bucket of
popcorn but Tracy
took this picture and
I think I will watch
what the LORD does
from here!!

GOD wins!!!  HE always wins!!!

I just had to get that off my chest.  What a disturbing time we live in.  I am not sure if I want to dive into the fray or sit back with a very large bucket of popcorn and just watch the LORD work this out.  Hmmm. . . that sounds nice.  That's what I will do. . . for now.  Feel free to join me.

That's all for now,

Marcia aka Auntie M

I Remember When...

we used to go back to school AFTER the Labor Day weekend!!!! What in the wide world of sports does this have to do with being a "Renaissancer"? Well, I'll just tell you. . . okay. . . here we go. . . hmmm. . . It might not have absolutely NOTHING to do with Renaissance Folks but I ain't changing the name of the blog so I am going to continue my observation; please bare with me and let's just see how this develops.

When I was growing up, summer vacation was what you lived for; it gave you that feeling of an ending to one level and for three months you had time to refresh and become revived for the next level of learning. *This is starting to develop into something. Let's keep going.*

At the beginning of the break I would be hanging out with my friends, going on vacation with my family, being absolutely lazy at least one day a week. . . it was wonderful. Towards the middle of the summer, reluctant thoughts of beginning a new school term would try to take up residence in the fore front of my thoughts; but I would push them down with great vigor. . . I would go to the neighborhood pool and pretend to swim. Even the middle of summer break seemed to early to think about the pending school year!

Yeah, summer breaks were awesome and a part of me wanted it to never end. I don't know, it just seemed like I knew when summer time was coming to a close I felt like there was no choice but to change and adjust to the next level of whatever was going to happen to you. For me that change was not always a smooth transition . . . being the new kid in school was not always fun, but I will save that for another time.

Anyway, I brought all of this up because my niece, Lydia (pictured above), and her friends had approximately nine weeks and one day of summer vacation. She has to start back to school August 9, 2010! A full month BEFORE Labor Day! Oh well, I am sure she will turn out to follow in her Auntie M's steps and begin her journey on becoming a renaissance woman.

*This post turned out okay. I was a little worried I would have to change the name of the blog. WHEW!! Dodged that bullet!*

That's all for now.

Love,

Auntie M