My iPeace Day

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Comment by Clicia Pavan on December 27, 2008 at 6:23pm

Comment by im on December 21, 2008 at 11:48am

Hi friends!

I have posted a blog here on iPEace and an invitation to make stories on Peace for Children. This in partnership with 360hub Kids.

We hope to have 10 small bed-time stories to iPEACE on 31.12.08 --- or best of all 10 stories that grown-ups can read for children on 31st.

Get in touch - and tell people that you know like to make stories.

im

Comment by 72 meditations on December 21, 2008 at 6:54am

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Comment by Jean VIORA-PERRIN on December 18, 2008 at 3:52am

ONLY 13 DAYS UNTIL " i PEACE DAY"... Jean from Nice (French Riviera )

Comment by Ben-Zion Weiss on December 17, 2008 at 9:01am

On New Year's Eve this year I'll be at the Woodford Folk Festival in South East Queensland, Australia.

This has become a world music event which involves many international and national artists as well as the local Aboriginal people and has Tibetan monks chanting and Didjeridoo music at sunrise on New Year's Day.

The themes of the festival usually include peace and environmental issues. The last one I attended had a closing fire event performance and concert with an audience of 100 000 people, a 300 voice community choir, in which I was involved, plus many other artists and musicians on stage and the final song was Shalom Salaam by the group Sheva.

I'll once again be involved in peace and environmental actions as part of this amazing festival as my ipeace day event. I'll sing and dance for peace on this day,

In peace, shalom, salaam, Ben/Arjuna

Comment by Sister Andrea Cohen on December 16, 2008 at 5:05am

Greetings all!
I am happy to join ipeace and hear about the wonderful plans for 12-31-08. I just want to send blessings to you all in your planning. There is no limit to what we can accomplish when we focus on peace. May all be blessed during this season of love and peace. And may we devote our lives to this effort in joy.

Sister Andrea

Comment by David Craig on December 15, 2008 at 7:20pm

6,750,000,000 (6 billion 750 million). A simple number that represents the estimated world population on December 31, 2008. No matter how inconspicuous our efforts for peace may be, I am convinced that they will touch in some way the lives of every person in this "simple number"; and to feel this way is a joy, a priviledge we gift to ourselves.

Comment by Anne Marie on December 15, 2008 at 9:07am

Hi everyone, peace through HARMONY - What is harmony?

http://www.holyspiritsworkshop.com/?p=433

cheers ;)

Comment by Angie/Shinetoday on December 11, 2008 at 3:28am

MAGNOLIAS
By Edna Ellison

I spent the week before my daughter's June wedding running last-minute trips to the caterer, florist, tuxedo shop, and the church about forty miles away. As happy as I was that Patsy was marrying a good Christian young man, I felt laden with responsibilities as I watched my budget dwindle . . So many details, so many bills, and so little time. My son Jack was away at college, but he said he would be there to walk his younger sister down the aisle, taking the place of his dad who had died a few years before. He teased Patsy, saying he'd wanted to give her away since she was about three years old!

To save money, I gathered blossoms from several friends who had large magnolia trees. Their luscious, creamy-white blooms and slick green leaves would make beautiful arrangements against the rich dark wood inside the church. After the rehearsal dinner the night before the wedding, we banked the podium area and choir loft with magnolias. As we left just before midnight, I felt tired but satisfied this would be the best wedding any bride had ever had! The music, the ceremony, the reception - and especially the flowers - would be remembered for years.

The big day arrived - the busiest day of my life - and while her bridesmaids helped Patsy to dress, her fiancé Tim walked with me to the sanctuary to do a final check. When we opened the door and felt a rush of hot air, I almost fainted; and then I saw them - all the beautiful white flowers were black. Funeral black. An electrical storm during the night had knocked out the air conditioning system, and on that hot summer day, the flowers had wilted and died.

I panicked, knowing I didn't have time to drive back to our hometown, gather more flowers, and return in time for the wedding. Tim turned to me. "Edna, can you get more flowers? I'll throw away these dead ones and put fresh flowers in these arrangements." I mumbled, "Sure," as he be-bopped down the hall to put on his cuff links.

Alone in the large sanctuary, I looked up at the dark wooden beams in the arched ceiling. "Lord," I prayed, "please help me. I don't know anyone in this town. Help me find someone willing to give me flowers - in a hurry!" I scurried out praying for four things: the blessing of white magnolias, courage to find them in an unfamiliar yard, safety from any dog that may bite my leg, and a nice person who would not get out a shotgun when I asked to cut his tree to shreds.

As I left the church, I saw magnolia trees in the distance. I approached a house... No dog in sight. I knocked on the door and an older man answered. So far so good . . . No shotgun. When I stated my plea the man beamed, "I'd be happy to!" He climbed a stepladder and cut large boughs and handed them down to me. Minutes later, as I lifted the last armload into my car trunk, I said, "Sir, you've made the mother of a bride happy today."

"No, Ma'am," he said. "You don't understand what's happening here."

"What?" I asked.

"You see, my wife of sixty-seven years died on Monday. On Tuesday I received friends at the funeral home, and on Wednesday . . . He paused. I saw tears welling up in his eyes. "On Wednesday I buried her." He looked away. "On Thursday most of my out-of-town relatives went back home, and on Friday - yesterday - my children left."

I nodded.

"This morning," he continued, "I was sitting in my den crying out loud. I miss her so much. For the last sixteen years, as her health got worse, she needed me. But now nobody needs me. This morning I cried, 'Who needs an eighty-six-year-old wore-out man? Nobody!' I began to cry louder. 'Nobody needs me!' About that time, you knocked, and said, "Sir, I need you."

I stood with my mouth open.

He asked, "Are you an angel? The way the light shone around your head into my dark living room..." I assured him I was no angel.

He smiled. "Do you know what I was thinking when I handed you those magnolias?"

"No."

"I decided I'm needed. My flowers are needed. Why, I might have a flower ministry! I could give them to everyone! Some caskets at the funeral home have no flowers. People need flowers at times like that and I have lots of them. They're all over the backyard! I can give them to hospitals, churches - all sorts of places. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to serve the Lord until the day He calls me home!"

I drove back to the church, filled with wonder. On Patsy's wedding day, if anyone had asked me to encourage someone who was hurting, I would have said, "Forget it! It's my only daughter's wedding, for goodness' sake! There is no way I can minister to anyone today." But God found a way. Through dead flowers.

"Life is not the way it's supposed to be.
It's the way it is.
The way you cope with it is what makes the difference."

Comment by Humanity Healing Foundation on December 8, 2008 at 5:00pm

“I BELIEVE that while governments make treaties, individuals make Peace.”
~ Christopher Buck

Much Metta,
Humanity Healing Team

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