Comments on: This Kind Goeth Not Out But By Prayer and Fasting http://www.1048sunset.com/2008/07/21/this-kind-goeth-not-out-but-by-prayer-and-fasting/ The Pagan & Polhemus "Blended Family" Meets Here Sat, 20 Nov 2010 09:23:01 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.2 hourly 1 By: lainie http://www.1048sunset.com/2008/07/21/this-kind-goeth-not-out-but-by-prayer-and-fasting/comment-page-1/#comment-1525 lainie Fri, 25 Jul 2008 04:17:06 +0000 http://www.1048sunset.com/?p=845#comment-1525 Bill i have always loved that scripture because it is so true!!!! I will pray for Beth. I will always remember that she told me her patriarchal blessing was not good. Bill i have always loved that scripture because it is so true!!!! I will pray for Beth. I will always remember that she told me her patriarchal blessing was not good.

]]> By: lainie http://www.1048sunset.com/2008/07/21/this-kind-goeth-not-out-but-by-prayer-and-fasting/comment-page-1/#comment-1524 lainie Fri, 25 Jul 2008 04:15:56 +0000 http://www.1048sunset.com/?p=845#comment-1524 Thank you so much for this post. its been hectic at work this week because of inventory and I finally have a day off tomorrow to see uncle fred. I am so glad i called you buddy and you could be there for Dad and Uncle fred. It means everything to me that you were there for dad Thank you so much for this post. its been hectic at work this week because of inventory and I finally have a day off tomorrow to see uncle fred. I am so glad i called you buddy and you could be there for Dad and Uncle fred. It means everything to me that you were there for dad

]]> By: Bud http://www.1048sunset.com/2008/07/21/this-kind-goeth-not-out-but-by-prayer-and-fasting/comment-page-1/#comment-1499 Bud Tue, 22 Jul 2008 16:23:31 +0000 http://www.1048sunset.com/?p=845#comment-1499 We will all meet together for healings of every kind. Papa Luis will be busy blessing us everyone. Beth most of all, a good priesthood circle with prayers all around will be welcomed by all I am sure. Imagine all of you... how quick we were to dash out that door when we were young, groaning because Mom announced it was FHE time, stomping when chores were called for or dishes needed doing. How nice it will be to chat while doing dishes this week. We were all so ready to run down that block to meet friends or to the Mall or the dance or to push away from the dinner table. We now have a chance to get together while we are all whole (mostly) and sane (mostly). I went to UAB Hospital to sit with Fred Polhemus Saturday Night (Bill Polhemus SR's oldest brother). He probably won't be with us through the end of the week. The cancer is everywhere. His son Rick was there with his wife and daughter Stephanie (25 yrs old). Though humor abounded (Fred has a sense of humour drier than the Sahara Desert) and everyone was glad to see one another (I haven't seen my cousin Rick in 20 years) this is never the situation one chooses to get back together. Fred hugged me and kissed my hand and said he was so glad to see me. Rick told me that the night before, Bill SR had to go out in the hallway to cry because Fred had just thanked his little brother for all the wonderful things he had done for him and his family over the years and Fred told him that he loved him. If you have ever known Fred, you'd know that was NOT his natural way of expressing himself. I spent Sunday evening at the home of Bill Polhemus SR's sister, Amanda Lemay. Jacob and I went over to eat with Bill SR with his wife Sarah, Amanda with her husband Bobby, the other sister Mary with her husband Ben and Fred's wife Beverly. Believe me when I say that loud get togethers are not just specific to Pagan get togethers. Bill SR was his jovial self, Amanda tooled around and hostessed as best she could and Mary sat on the couch to converse. They talked about everything and Mary turned to me and she asked me why my mother, Elaine never became a writer. I told her that Mom writes quite often now, why would she wonder that. Mary said that while she and Ben were stationed in Japan she used to get the most glorious letters from Mom. They were so detailed you could see and smell everything she was describing. I told Mary that Mom still writes that way and has several Grand daughters that have the same gift. Those letters came to Mary 50 years ago and she still remembered them fondly. Anyway, the point of my own novel here was to say... let's enjoy this upcoming opportunity. Let's hug and bless one another while we can and while we are all still healthy and happy and earthbound. The very moment that has just passed by It's gone forever you can laugh or cry In our memories we fall or fly ...away Let's have some good memories cause the Grandkids will be talking about this when they get together in 2058:) We will all meet together for healings of every kind.
Papa Luis will be busy blessing us everyone. Beth most of all, a good priesthood circle with prayers all around will be welcomed by all I am sure.
Imagine all of you… how quick we were to dash out that door when we were young, groaning because Mom announced it was FHE time, stomping when chores were called for or dishes needed doing. How nice it will be to chat while doing dishes this week. We were all so ready to run down that block to meet friends or to the Mall or the dance or to push away from the dinner table. We now have a chance to get together while we are all whole (mostly) and sane (mostly).

I went to UAB Hospital to sit with Fred Polhemus Saturday Night (Bill Polhemus SR’s oldest brother). He probably won’t be with us through the end of the week. The cancer is everywhere. His son Rick was there with his wife and daughter Stephanie (25 yrs old). Though humor abounded (Fred has a sense of humour drier than the Sahara Desert) and everyone was glad to see one another (I haven’t seen my cousin Rick in 20 years) this is never the situation one chooses to get back together. Fred hugged me and kissed my hand and said he was so glad to see me. Rick told me that the night before, Bill SR had to go out in the hallway to cry because Fred had just thanked his little brother for all the wonderful things he had done for him and his family over the years and Fred told him that he loved him. If you have ever known Fred, you’d know that was NOT his natural way of expressing himself.

I spent Sunday evening at the home of Bill Polhemus SR’s sister, Amanda Lemay. Jacob and I went over to eat with Bill SR with his wife Sarah, Amanda with her husband Bobby, the other sister Mary with her husband Ben and Fred’s wife Beverly. Believe me when I say that loud get togethers are not just specific to Pagan get togethers. Bill SR was his jovial self, Amanda tooled around and hostessed as best she could and Mary sat on the couch to converse. They talked about everything and Mary turned to me and she asked me why my mother, Elaine never became a writer. I told her that Mom writes quite often now, why would she wonder that. Mary said that while she and Ben were stationed in Japan she used to get the most glorious letters from Mom. They were so detailed you could see and smell everything she was describing. I told Mary that Mom still writes that way and has several Grand daughters that have the same gift. Those letters came to Mary 50 years ago and she still remembered them fondly.

Anyway, the point of my own novel here was to say… let’s enjoy this upcoming opportunity. Let’s hug and bless one another while we can and while we are all still healthy and happy and earthbound.

The very moment that has just passed by
It’s gone forever you can laugh or cry
In our memories we fall or fly …away

Let’s have some good memories cause the Grandkids will be talking about this when they get together in 2058:)

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