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Audrey Hepburn on a bicycle.  So love at first sight does exist…

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Martin Luther the King, Jr died today in 1968. Before that though, he said this:

Every now and then I think about my own death, and I think about my own funeral. Every now and then I ask myself, ‘What is it that I want said?’ I’d like somebody to mention that day, that Martin Luther King Jr. tried to give his life serving others. I’d like for somebody to say that day, that Martin Luther King Jr. tried to love somebody. I want you to say that day, that I tried to be right on the war question. I want you to be able to say that day, that I did try to feed the hungry. And I want you to be able to say that day, that I did try, in my life, to clothe those who were naked. I want you to say, on that day, that I did try, in my life, to visit those who were in prison. I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity.

Thanks for the inspiration Martin, rest in peace.

jareddwhite:

A NEW PERSPECTIVE

Since Invisible Children’s newest and most important film “Kony 2012” released on Monday, March 5^th for free on the Internet it has been viewed over 50 million times on Youtube and 14 million on Vimeo. And, to be expected, Invisible Children has received a lot of backlash…

grassyroadwanderingfeet:

after a while you learn the subtle difference 

between holding a hand & chaining a soul

and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning

and company doesn’t mean security. 

and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts

and presents aren’t promises.

and you begin to accept your defeats 

with your head up & your eyes open

with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.

and you learn to build all your roads on today, 

because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans

and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

and after awhile you learn that even sunshine 

burns if you get too much

so you plant your own garden & decorate your own soul,

instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

and you learn that you can endure…

that you really are strong.

and you really do have worth,

and you learn & learn…

with every good bye you learn. 

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                                  ~ poem by veronica shoffstall

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{one of my favorite uganda photos, taken by emily goodrich, when visiting an old IDP (internally displaced persons) camp near gulu, northern uganda with too many sweet little hands to hold on a tiny path}

Reblogging this because it’s good and poignant. And good.

“While women weep, as they do now, I’ll fight; while children go hungry, as they do now, I’ll fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I’ll fight; while there is a drunkard left, while there is a poor lost girl upon the streets, while there remains one dark soul without the light of God, I’ll fight—I’ll fight to the very end.”
William Booth, co-founder of the Salvation Army 

Reposting this from a friend and “brother in arms.”  I echo his sentiments, not much has sat right with me since the news of Bin Laden’s death broke.  This doesn’t bring peace, killing someone never will.  The author and I are both flying into combat again tonight, into perhaps reinvigorated hatred for us and what the flag painted on the side of our airplanes stand for.  

Do you remember the Afghans dancing in their streets after the Twin Towers fell?  I do.  And now we are doing the same, dancing in the streets and pouring budweiser down our gourds.  Then we go trouncing around the world acting like we hold ourselves to some sort of higher standard and that standard needs to be exported to the rest of the world.  Shame on us, we should be weeping, a man died in the midst of hatred and war and absolutely nothing has changed as a result. 

endlesswandering:

We were in Canadian airspace when the controller told us Bin Laden was dead. Across the world there are, no doubt, people hooting in celebration and others wailing in lament. At a moment like this there are as many reactions as there are people. Here’s mine:

I think it’s important to…