Nonnie's Observations

Ivy Tech whose windows sport reflections. sharing with James' Weekend Reflections

1. I was privileged to have been in a jam-packed Emens Auditorium  yesterday afternoon to listen to the compelling story of Eva Mozes Kor.   She is not only a Holocaust survivor,  but she and her twin sister Miriam survived  the inhuman experiments done on twins by Josef Mengele,  known as “The Angel of Death.”   When my two friends and I arrived at the lecture hall,  there were curtains drawn across the half closest to the stage,  and the balcony was closed.   As the time drew nearer to our viewing the documentary film " Forgiving Dr. Mengele",  we noticed that the curtains were drawn back esposing the back half,  and the balcony seats were being filled.   Ball State University’s Jewish Studies Program and Emen’s staff  were not prepared for so many of us  wanting to hear Eva’s story.   The film documents time and again that the Holocaust did happen.  And this story should be told again and again  so ...

  The landscape around our county building has changed tremendously since last I had been downtown.  Gone are the enormous concrete embankments that prevented anyone from getting anywhere near the front doors of it.  Now there is a circular drive that even has parking for the disabled.   I suspect that it was done to bring the building up to federal code pertaining to the Americans with Disabilities Act.  It will help us older folks too who find numerous steps to climb an arduous task.   This clock is also new to the area.  The   Goddess of Agriculture and the next two statues were part of the previous building known as Delaware County Courthouse.   Thankfully, they survived the demolition of that beautiful building. Goddess of Industry Chief of Delaware Tribe Built in the 1880s,  the Delaware County Courthouse  was  demolished in the 1960s. photo found he...

  Yesterday I was downtown on a personal errand. Since I hadn't had the inclination for a photo walk in some months, I took a turn around our  county building.  I observed these two signs stating: NO SKATE BOARDING. The second one is at the entrance to a ramp going down.  To where I know not. sharing with Lesley's Signs, Signs Thanks, Lesley, for continuing to host  this interesting meme.

Streams 'N Stirrings: A Lenten Poem :     A Clean Heart Create in me a clean heart, O God, and put a new and right spirit within me.  – Psalm 51:10 Create in me a clean ...

Happy Birthday, Momma April 1, 2014 Happy Birthday, Momma! I am sending you a Spiritual Bouquet to celebrate your everlasting love that  you showed Charlie and me throughout our childhood years  and into our adulthood. You were always there  for whatever tribulations  we encountered,  and you were certainly there  for all our milestones. No matter how many years have passed,  there are times I wish that  just one more time I could hear your laughter, like when you blitzed Charles playing gin! Are the two of you now playing cards? I hope so. Momma, here are your birthday cards: Our Blessed Mother is holding the rosary made with the roses from Father Keane's funeral. Happy birthday from all of us! I love you, Norma Ruth sharing with Hettienne's Mondays with Mary

After prayer and days of pondering, I honestly do not like the idea of beginning a new blog and all the minutiae that goes with that. The idea that finally drifted into my head is to combine the essence of both my blogs into one.  Also I will combine their titles into one.  For example, Nonnie's   Faith in a Bottle. My questions:  1. Will my blog continue keeping  my followers,  just by changing the title (the header) in the Layout section?  2. Or do I have to start a new blog?   3. Has anyone done this before? 4. Were there any diverse consequences? Please honor me with your ideas and/or advice. Many thanks!

kitties' Paradise, the gift of feeling secure with one another sharing with  Rebecca's  Postcards from Paradise

Here I am again,  Lord, facing a blank page with an empty mind,  wondering why my love for the written word  is hampered by the inability to forge the right ones in an easy flow.  And has my passion for photography disappeared  or is it suffering from not being fed by frequent changes of scenery?   I thought that I had fared so well in this past season of little light.   I had even been able to exercise with a reasonable frequency.   Or is it something I fear even more than death,  the loss of myself in that dreaded disease Alzheimer? Am I being consumed by that green devil called Envy?   Or is it despair disguised as admiration  thinking that those bloggers I marvel at have no problem  with the flow of words onto the page,   that their Muses visit them often  with their gifts of word-weaving,  and clear visions of just the right likeness  t o accompany their verses?   Or, horror of horrors,...