Nothing big about this post. Just a great moment when I went to a friend's house recently to share a meal. We had a few minutes before dinner to play with his puppy. This one loves me, of course. Simba jumped up in my lap, cleaned my face and made my night complete.
Ok Katie, I might be weakening. Simba is a German Shepherd...can you find one like him?
By the way, they are training him in "Pashto." Reminds me of the Far Side cartoon...blah, blah, blah, Ginger, blah, blah, blah...
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Peace, peace, wonderful peace...
14 Turn from evil and do good; seek peace and pursue it. Psalm 34
Eid Mubarak! Today is the last day of Eids. A celebration that comes at the end of Ramadan that breaks the 30 days of fasting. It's like Christmas in September...or August, or whenever it happens. You see, it follows the lunar cycle and will gradually move over the years. Check out the link attached here. Lots of food, new clothes and gift giving! Exciting time of the year for all Muslims.
I just thought I would share these colorful pictures that look not unlike our "season greetings" we will soon start seeing on the Hallmark shelves back home.
My take away is that, deep down, everyone wants it...peace that is. Even the Afghans. Hope there's some of that to come in the near future for them, but I'm not holding my breath here in Kabul.
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Wonderful Peace
Words by W. W. Cornell and Music by W. G. Cooper
Faraway in the depths of my spirit tonight,
Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
In celestial like strains it unceasingly falls
O'er my soul like an infinite calm.
CHORUS
Peace! peace!. Wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep in the heart of my soul;
So secure that no power can mine it away,
While the years of eternity roll.;
Ah! soul, are you here without comfort or rest,
Marching down the rough pathway of time?
Make Jesus your friend ere the shadows grow dark:
Oh, accept this sweet peace so sublime.
Eid Mubarak! Today is the last day of Eids. A celebration that comes at the end of Ramadan that breaks the 30 days of fasting. It's like Christmas in September...or August, or whenever it happens. You see, it follows the lunar cycle and will gradually move over the years. Check out the link attached here. Lots of food, new clothes and gift giving! Exciting time of the year for all Muslims.
I just thought I would share these colorful pictures that look not unlike our "season greetings" we will soon start seeing on the Hallmark shelves back home.
My take away is that, deep down, everyone wants it...peace that is. Even the Afghans. Hope there's some of that to come in the near future for them, but I'm not holding my breath here in Kabul.
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Wonderful Peace
Words by W. W. Cornell and Music by W. G. Cooper
Faraway in the depths of my spirit tonight,
Rolls a melody sweeter than psalm;
In celestial like strains it unceasingly falls
O'er my soul like an infinite calm.
CHORUS
Peace! peace!. Wonderful peace,
Coming down from the Father above;
Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray,
In fathomless billows of love.
What a treasure I have in this wonderful peace,
Buried deep in the heart of my soul;
So secure that no power can mine it away,
While the years of eternity roll.;
Ah! soul, are you here without comfort or rest,
Marching down the rough pathway of time?
Make Jesus your friend ere the shadows grow dark:
Oh, accept this sweet peace so sublime.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Usual Suspects
Went outside the camp not too long ago. Saw the usual suspects. I thought it would be important to start capturing those images that are in my mind and share them with you all.
The crippled. Not a common sight in my town back in suburbia. Here it is all too common. Lots of it because of a generation of war. IEDs and the like do a lot of damage on their own. Here's a woman that lost her leg. She crawls (pulls herself) along the city street begging for money. I see her regularly. The next time you are grumbling about how tired you are, put this image in your mind.
Let's change the mood. Some really good guys patrolling the streets on my normal drive outside. In my mind this is the target of the whole "win the hearts and minds" strategy. Get to these guys, guys just like my own back home in suburbia and we win the war. We convince a new generation that there is a better life. These boys (and girls) are out working everyday. Most in the city actually go to school but only for 3 hours a day because they are so crowded that they run them in shifts. Girls in the morning and boys in the afternoon, depending on the grades. I often remark to friends here that mine are not even allowed to walk one mile to school through a safe neighborhood...even my new high-schooler. What a different mindset!
Ok, two more. Not sure why, but there are money changers on every corner. There they are carrying wads of Afghanis (name of the currency) just in case somebody is wanting to trade in some other currency. Not sure how they stay in the business since most of us can't go out enough to even spend any Afghanis. We eat, live and sleep back in our concrete camps and bring the vendors to us and we pay in dollars. Too weird. I'll have to get some more background and come back to you on this one.
Lastly, the cell phones are the bomb! No pun intended, I assure you. One thing we have done for this country over the last 9 years is give them a telecommunications network that was non-existent in the Taliban years. Now, on every corner you have guys selling the sim cards for whatever gadget you have, from Nokia to unlocked iPhones. Haven't seen an AT&T store and won't for many years. This guy doesn't need high overhead. He's out on the pavement with me.
More "suspects" to come...
The crippled. Not a common sight in my town back in suburbia. Here it is all too common. Lots of it because of a generation of war. IEDs and the like do a lot of damage on their own. Here's a woman that lost her leg. She crawls (pulls herself) along the city street begging for money. I see her regularly. The next time you are grumbling about how tired you are, put this image in your mind.
Let's change the mood. Some really good guys patrolling the streets on my normal drive outside. In my mind this is the target of the whole "win the hearts and minds" strategy. Get to these guys, guys just like my own back home in suburbia and we win the war. We convince a new generation that there is a better life. These boys (and girls) are out working everyday. Most in the city actually go to school but only for 3 hours a day because they are so crowded that they run them in shifts. Girls in the morning and boys in the afternoon, depending on the grades. I often remark to friends here that mine are not even allowed to walk one mile to school through a safe neighborhood...even my new high-schooler. What a different mindset!
Ok, two more. Not sure why, but there are money changers on every corner. There they are carrying wads of Afghanis (name of the currency) just in case somebody is wanting to trade in some other currency. Not sure how they stay in the business since most of us can't go out enough to even spend any Afghanis. We eat, live and sleep back in our concrete camps and bring the vendors to us and we pay in dollars. Too weird. I'll have to get some more background and come back to you on this one.
Lastly, the cell phones are the bomb! No pun intended, I assure you. One thing we have done for this country over the last 9 years is give them a telecommunications network that was non-existent in the Taliban years. Now, on every corner you have guys selling the sim cards for whatever gadget you have, from Nokia to unlocked iPhones. Haven't seen an AT&T store and won't for many years. This guy doesn't need high overhead. He's out on the pavement with me.
More "suspects" to come...
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