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I Am From...

I was inspired to make an I Am From Poem tonight at Table229. This link is about the I Am From Project by George Ella Lyon and Julie Landsman who's goal is to be inclusive, bring communities together and lessen hate through sharing I Am From poems. https://iamfromproject.com/ I am from love, not DNA I am from Hortons and Kiernans I am from a mother who gave me up and a mother who adopted me I am from love I am from China, I am from a birth family that I know nothing about I am from the Yangchun City Social Welfare Institute (orphanage) I am from Mary Kiernan and Don Horton (my parents) I am from Saint Paul. And I am from Falcon Heights. I am from Minnesota. I am from a white family I am from a white neighborhood I am from a white world I am from a working household I am from summers with Bea (our nanny) I am from fishing trips with Daddy I am from jumping on my trampoline with friends I am from always running from bees I am from a two parent household I ...

Will the quail show up?

Manna and Quail (Exodus 16:2-2) The summary of this passage is by the Reverend Jennifer McNally, " Moses is leading the people through the desert, as they are escaping Egypt, and it's a rough time. They are tired and hungry, and uncertain about what the future holds. They start to get angry at Moses, and then Moses starts to get angry at God. 'I did everything you told me to!,' Moses says, 'but this is so much harder than I ever thought. We're tired and hungry and scared.' God tells Moses he'll take care of them. That night, quail come falling from the sky, and the people have meat to eat. They are so happy! They eat until they are as full as can be... and then they start stuffing their pockets with the meat so they'll have enough for tomorrow. But the next day, the meat goes rotten in the heat and the people can't eat it. They are again afraid. Again, God sends quail that night. They eat and eat - and stuff their pockets again. Aga...

Foggy Night

I see you. Standing in the distance. The fog surrounds it's impossible to see, but I still see you. Do you see me?