BACK ON THE TRAIL

Jamie-Lee went away some three years ago to study at the University of the West Indies. She had a passion to study Law. In her course of study She found herself doing two majors instead. She is presently months away from a Bachelors degree in Politics and Law. Recently she got a job to teach at a high school and so while she waits on her degree she is using some of the skills she acquired at the university to educate young minds in our society. We are proud of you Jamie. We pray that where ever God wants to use you that you will make yourself available . Time fly by so quickly. it was for me just yesterday I could remember when I took her to school on my then bicycle She attended Miss Ebanks pre-school when we came back from living in Barbados. Since she left us those three years ago we really do missed her but now she is back on the trail. May God continue to bless what she will be doing. being back home

SPREADING OUR WINGS

Lake Independence Baptist church is on the cutting edge of finding new and innovative ways to stimulate its' people to greater heights. Some of such stimulation was the starting of two different types of clubs. The first one was to capture the children around the community and within the church; bringing them into some kind of grouping. The emphasises was primarily pride for community, self and others around them. as well there was included a component geared toward spiritual sensitization. Since started it has done well in doing that. We are faced with the challenge to keep it alive and vibrant see that Belizean are not known in their approach for longevity. The next club was the house club. This one was for all to be a part of. Members were asked to open their homes to their brothers and their community for a time of informal fellowship, swallowship and none threatening spiritual conversation. This is done with the aim to ultimately lead our lost friends to Jesus. All in some of it is working and then we are challenge to change or substitute those that are not working. God is good all the time.It was because of His wisdom that those visions came our way. Our prayer is that we will be found obedient until He come or until we go. God Bless

POEMS FROM A MEMBER of L.I.B.C.

Pain

I would...shave my head shiny baldcut off my toes and then soak for days in aqueous saltshriveling, wearing and whenI’m done, take a long bath in the scorching sunwhile maggots eat me alivewith their gnawing pangs of liberty.then would come the beehivewhose angry bees would sting andcause me to roll over into the sandcarefully rigged with glass and tacks.these would become lodged into the cracksof my long sun-beaten pelt.there I’d writhe and thrash until my last forsaken gasp.then lay me down in the kiln to burnand put me in a cast-off urn.for all these things I’d painlessly yearnif you would love me in return.

Bridges

YOU MIGHT CALL THEM SOME KIND OF GATEWAY INTO ANOTHER REALM.OR A GREAT PASS OVER THE FLOWING PARTITIONTHAT IS OUR MURKY WATERWAYAND PROBABLY SO BECAUSE IT IS THESE THINGS, TO THE NAKED AND UNTRAINED EYEAS DECEITFUL AS THOSE NASTY POLITICIANS THAT LIEAND THE REDUNDANCE IS NO JEST; BECAUSE ONCE ABRESS THE FORGED METAL AND CONCRETETHERE IS OBVIOUS CHANGE AFOOT-SOMEHOW MORE TRAFFIC IN THE LANE COMING THAN GOINGAND A FEW MORE SIGNS THAT ARE TELLINGMORE CRACKS IN THE ROAD COULD BE ONE OF THEMMORE CRACKHEADS ON ROADSIDE COULD BE ANOTHER.THOSE MEN WHO PLANNED THIS CITYMUST HAVE BEEN UNADULTERATED GENIUSES IF YOU ASK ME.THREE VISUAL MONUMENTS OF WHY WE’RE STILLNOT FREE.FROM NORTH TO SOUTH YOU CROSS THE BRIDGEAND IT GETS WORSE THE DEEPER YOU GOCAUSE WHEN YOU LABEL THINGS ‘SOUTH’ THEN PEOPLE WILL KNOWTHAT THE LAND IS NOT PRIME, THAT LEVEL OF CRIME IS HIGHWHY AT TIMES THERE MAY BE DARK FIGURESLYING ON THE GROUNDOR MAYBE IT’S THE OTHER WAY AROUNDMAYBE WE CAME FIRST AND JUST KINDADEVELOPED THAT SOUTHERN MENTALITY.WE LIVE WHAT WE LEARN AND PLAY THE CARDS WEHAVE BEEN DEALT BY SOCIETY.MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE I’M ON THE “SOUTH” END OF THIS DEALI’M REALIZING IN MY AGE THAT THIS REALITY JUST SIMPLYSHOULDN’T BE REAL.BECAUSE MY SOUTHSIDE IS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THAT BRIDGE, AND MY DARKSIDE WISHES THERE WERE NO BRIDGES AT ALL.

Scatterbrain Says

Do I scare you? I don’t mean to. What I hold back is For your own good Because I don’t know how you’d react to these thoughts that I think might scare you. But I’m rambling. I’ll never be as interesting as you, and I feel like a fool half the time we do get to exchanging words. Mine are never profound. Yet yours resound through my mind all day. And you probably don’t think twice about what was said last night. But I have a way of overanalyzing everything. Maybe I should be a psychiatrist, right? And I can’t spel. And words oftentimes fail me. And I beat around the proverbial bush more than I should. And I’m long-winded- but you know that. And I’m abstract. But that has a new meaning now. And I’m nowhere near as deep as you. And you, you scare me, and I’m sorry. And the truth? I might love you… Did I scare you? I didn’t mean to.

From My Experience

Love is a thing with hues of grey and shades of black. When you love someone, don’t expect them to love you back. In fact, Expect the very opposite. Because nothing can, or will ever come of it. But that’s just from my experience. Now beauty Has but one definition: Someone who is skinny, has long hair, and probably Caucasian. Not to mention, She only speaks when spoken to And stands there the epitome of womanhood And we all should, Try our very best to be like that. And that’s a fact Just from my experience. And a friend is someone who leaves At the exact moment things start getting good. But they should. Cause heaven forbid your last memory Of that particular person is happy. What is ideal is that time runs out, And it’s hard to even remember what that foreign concept of “forever” was all about. A lost friendship never leaves behind any traces. But I don’t know...maybe I’ve had some bad experiences.

Tamarie Rocke (Medical Student in Cuba)

Our Future lives in our children make sure they don't die and we do nothing to cause their death. We would want to be good and speak good of all men but some men are sick.

Today we honored teachers who have devoted their christian lives to guiding little children into a solid life with Jesus.

Sunday School Director Lisa Rocke made it her buisness to use this month to bring recognition to all the teachers who over the last twenty years spending had their lives bringing spiritual guidance to these children's young fragile hearts and minds

No one can really say that when a child has a strong spiritual foundation that this is their cure from a life of rebellion but what is clear is that it gives them a fighting chance in a world that is gaired to confusing and musselling it's ways into their lives.

The churches role must be clear in this regard we must take the lead in making sure that our efforts are seen to be meaningful and deliberate. i strongly believe that God will hold His leaders and His servant deeply responsible for the kind of effort we put into demonstrating and communicating truth as seen in His word. Think about it.