Anything is Possible!

With Hope, Faith, and Perseverance


Love and the Airport Meltdown

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A toddler has a meltdown in an airport. His pregnant mom, otherwise alone, is totally overwhelmed. Click on the link below to read how the women present, all strangers, reached out and surrounded them with love.


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(The picture with the hands reaching out is from Pixabay.)


One Letter Made a Difference

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Five year old Ava wrote this letter to a pizza chain asking them to stop using plastic straws, because plastic straws can hurt animals. As a result, Pizza Express, has decided to switch to bio-degradable paper straws.

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WATWB: Book Club for Minority Boys Takes Off

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When school administrators found a book about real life, the students at this Washington high school got into reading. They formed a book club that meets  once or twice a week at  8:15 in the morning. The students are enthusiastic and have started their second book.“They are now seeing that reading is amazing…” says the vice principle in charge of literacy. I commend not only the school administrators for thinking outside the box and supporting the students, but also the students for supporting each other.

This hopeful article in The Washington Post tells more about how it happened and why this book club is going strong. Now, there’s a girl’s book club at the school, too.

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This post is part of We Are The World Blogfest sharing stories that show love, humanity, and brotherhood but go beyond religion and politics. This month We Are The World is co-hosted by:  Shilpa Garg, Simon Falk, Lynn Hallbrooks, Eric Lahti, Damyanti Biswas and Guilie Castillo.  Click on the WATWB link to read more or join in.


Sister Cecilia, I Can’t Help But Wonder…

“The clouds of prejudice and misunderstanding which have so long enshrouded this whole subject of sisterhood in the church seems to be gradually vanishing as the light to experience dawns upon those willing to be taught.”

— Sisterhood of the Good Shepherd Annual Report, 1876.

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One can only imagine

Why an enslaved man would kill

Your father who “owned” him out-right,

Making you an orphan at the age of  8.

The notion that you became a nun

To atone for the sins of your father

Might be an unfair assumption.

Or did you wish to atone for the sins

Of the whole damn war your side lost?

Maybe it wasn’t your side at all.

I’d like to think you hated the war.

But still, you volunteered for the clean up crew,

Rolled up your sleeves, and answered the call.

Helping widows and orphans,

You could easily relate

having lost your father and husband.

Your mission was to help the poor

the sick, the homeless, the outcasts.

I can’t help but wonder

if that included black folks, too.

I want to believe it did,

Even unofficially

As God would have it,

Because that’s how you were.

You didn’t think of yourself.

You planted seeds of hope

that over the years grew into a church,

A church that welcomes everyone,

So inclusive, even this rebel

Has found a home.

Thank you, sister.

Rest in Peace.

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Sister Cecilia Lawrence was born in 1836 and died in 1894. She went to New York in the 1870s to become an Episcopal nun and returned to North Carolina in 1879 to start the Sisterhood of the Good Shepherd with two other sisters. They helped widows and orphans, the poor, and the homeless. They taught school at night since the children worked in the cotton mill during the day. In 1892, the Chapel of the Good Shepherd was erected and later became the Church of the Good Shepherd. In 1980 that church started a soup kitchen which eventually grew into a homeless shelter.  It was the soup kitchen, along with the blessing of the animals, that drew me to this church in 1985. Last Sunday, we had our first annual service in memory of Sister Cecilia at her grave.

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No Sides, Only Love

Suicide is the leading cause of death for young people in Utah. Too many young people have died, both in body and in spirit, as a result of being marginalized, hated, and abused. “Encircle” is a resource center, a safe haven, for LGBTQ youth and their parents started by a Mormon mom in Provo, Utah. After watching videos about the program, I feel tremendous admiration for those who had the courage to open its doors with the motto: No sides, Only love.  It’s not always easy to lead with only love. But programs like Encircle and its people give me great hope.


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Reaching Out to Newbies and Loners

Since my dad was in the Marine Corps, we moved around a lot. I went to kindergarten in Newfoundland, Canada, attended elementary school at Camp Pendelton, California, then on to the Philadelphia naval base followed by Michigan, New York, and Quantico, Virginia when Dad was in Vietnam. His final assignment was to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina where he retired from the Corps. Then, I went to a civilian school a short distance away which seemed almost like going to another country.

You’d think I would have gotten used to being the new kid in school, and I did learn to adapt, but it was always hard. Wondering who I’d sit with at lunch was always awkward at first. Being naturally shy, I learned to depend on myself for company when necessary. But sometimes, students reached out to me in friendship giving me the confidence to eventually reach out to others. Maybe that’s why I was moved by this news story about a student who started a club to reach out to newbies and loners.

Do you remember being the new kid? What helped?


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Program Nurtures Young Men in Baltimore #WATWB

Project Pneuma strives to teach young men and boys “the art of forgiveness, self-control and discipline while giving them exposure to a new world of endless possibilities.” I was intrigued and encouraged by this program’s holistic approach incorporating martial arts, yoga, meditation, and love.

“The Mission of Project Pneuma is to Breathe New Life holistically into the young men we serve by challenging them intellectually, strengthening them physically, nurturing them emotionally and uplifting them spiritually.”

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This post is part of the We Are the World Blog Fest which takes place on the forth Friday of each month. #WATWB is hosted by  Andrea Michaels, Damyanti Biswas, Inderpreet Uppal, Shilpa Garg, Susan Scott and Sylvia Stein.

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