A Sincere & Urgent Call To All GLP'rs *Page 1 Update 12/27/2010* Thank You GLP.

bless his heart. it can all fall apart so fast. prayers and well wishes.

i do my best to believe in the good in all people. being just a mortal i try to leave the rest up to the powers much wiser than me.
my prayers are sent. i ask every night to help anyone who is suffering.

Prayers sent

Have you witnessed to him Scrump?

I mean if he's your friend you really should.

God deals with those who are able to believe in varying degrees.

Sometimes it takes a tragedy to realize we can't live without Him.

Sorry to hear about that.

I'll pray for you.

All the best for him from me Scrump...prayers 2!!!

I truley wish him luck with pain mis management not that he may have life long pain.He will have to be subject to piss tests and pain.If it is a chronic pain condition.Welcome to the pain club my friend

prayers to him and his family ..

The working class are fucked. It only takes one accident to realize libertarians are fools. Keep on supporting the super rich so we can barely scrape by, or sink....

My prayers are with him.... may he rest up and heal fully. This is a sign he needs to rest and let go....

oh chit, trinity is on its () deathbed
quick, get the codes...

done

I can relate...

Healing loving mending light sent...

I have prayed for him.

:kimpuppy:

yep, life is very fragile. NOt many of us will make it out alive.

So its trinity. Sorry to hear that.

I definitely can feel for this person, was in a similar position myself...last year.

Prayers sent.

Wish him well !


Sooo... Who from ScrumpTheTexan's buddy-list has been missing for the last couple of days?

I am guessing a Texan but who?

Last Edited by Psych-old on 12/11/2010 09:45 PM

Hope he recovers in record time!
Sending best wishes!

Prayers for your buddy, hope he recovers.

Distance healing being sent.

(when my unit leader was captured this poem helped me keep it together)

'Twas The Night Before Christmas,
He Lived All Alone,
In A One Bedroom House
Made Of Plaster And Stone.

I Had Come Down The Chimney
With Presents To Give,
And To See Just Who
In This Home Did Live.

I Looked All About,
A Strange Sight I Did See,
No Tinsel, No Presents,
Not Even A Tree.

No Stocking By Mantle,
Just Boots Filled With Sand,
On The Wall Hung Pictures
Of Far Distant Lands.

With Medals And Badges,
Awards Of All Kinds,
A Sober Thought
Came Through My Mind.

For This House Was Different,
It Was Dark And Dreary,
I Found The Home Of A Soldier,
Once I Could See Clearly.

The Soldier Lay Sleeping,
Silent, Alone,
Curled Up On The Floor
In This One Bedroom Home.

The Face Was So Gentle,
The Room In Such Disorder,
Not How I Pictured
A United States Soldier.

Was This The Hero
Of Whom I'd Just Read?
Curled Up On A Poncho,
The Floor For A Bed?

I Realized The Families
That I Saw This Night,
Owed Their Lives To These Soldiers
Who Were Willing To Fight.

Soon Round The World,
The Children Would Play,
And Grownups Would Celebrate
A Bright Christmas Day.

They All Enjoyed Freedom
Each Month Of The Year,
Because Of The Soldiers,
Like The One Lying Here.

I Couldn't Help Wonder
How Many Lay Alone,
On A Cold Christmas Eve
In A Land Far From Home.

The Very Thought
Brought A Tear To My Eye,
I Dropped To My Knees
And Started To Cry.

The Soldier Awakened
And I Heard A Rough Voice,
"Santa Don't Cry,
This Life Is My Choice;

I Fight For Freedom,
I Don't Ask For More,
My Life Is My God,
My Country, My Corps."

The Soldier Rolled Over
And Drifted To Sleep,
I Couldn't Control It,
I Continued To Weep.

I Kept Watch For Hours,
So Silent And Still
And We Both Shivered
From The Cold Night's Chill.

I Didn't Want To Leave
On That Cold, Dark, Night,
This Guardian Of Honor
So Willing To Fight.

Then The Soldier Rolled Over,
With A Voice Soft And Pure,
Whispered, "Carry On Santa,
It's Christmas Day, All Is Secure."

One Look At My Watch,
And I Knew He Was Right.
"Merry Christmas My Friend,
And To All A Good Night."

Written by Lance Corporal James M. Schmidt in 1986. Printed in Leatherneck (The Magazines for the Marines) in December 1991.

Wow, that is tough. Roof work in the winter!

I hope that this person has all the care and attention he needs right now!

Shine on, and see the bright side...

We will hopefully be hearing a lot more from you for a while!

Until you're up and about...
Enjoy the lights.

Hugs!

Consider it done...