The Storm is Passing Over


 

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Storm

Rain storms. Snow Storms. Hurricanes. Blizzards. Hail Storms.  Like the Storms in our Lives they all come to pass.

Storm ~~ She who has power over the elements.

Storm
Storm — Power over the Elements

http://marvel.com/comics/issue/50894/storm_2014_1

Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Storm_(Marvel_Comics)

Storm (Ororo Munroe[4]) is a fictional superheroine appearing inAmerican comic books published byMarvel Comics, commonly associated with the X-Men. The character first appeared in Giant-Size X-Men #1 (May 1975),[5] and was created by writer Len Wein and artist Dave Cockrum.

The daughter of a tribal princess from Kenya, but raised in Harlemand Cairo, Storm is a member of a fictional subspecies of humanity known as mutants, who are born with superhuman abilities. Storm has the ability to control the weather and can fly. She is a member of the X-Men, a group of mutant heroes who fight for peace and equality between mutants and humans. Possessing natural leadership skills and some of the most formidable powers in her team, Storm has led the X-Men from time to time, and has also been a member of the Avengersand the Fantastic Four. As an adult, Storm married her fellow superheroBlack Panther, and was by marriage made queen consort of the African nation of Wakanda, but lost this title when they divorced.

The character is one of the most prominent X-Men, having appeared in many X-Men incarnations. Storm appears in five installments of the live-action X-Men film series, where she is portrayed by actress Halle Berry and by Alexandra Shipp in X-Men: Apocalypse.

Jesus Calms the Storm

Mark 4:35-41

New King James Version (NKJV)

Wind and Wave Obey Jesus

35 On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” 36 Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him. 37 And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. 38 But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?”

39 Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. 40 But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?”[a]41 And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!”

The Barrett Sisters – The Storm Is Passing Over

 

 

Detroit Mass Choir – The Storm Is Passing Over

 

All Pictures from Google pics unless otherwise stated.

 

 

Caught Up………………..


Caught Up…………

Caught Up...........
Caught Up………..

 

Between Fire and Desire

A Rock and His Hard Place

A Thirst that needs to be Quenched

An Itch that Needs to be Scratched

Knowing and Wanting

Fear and Passion

 

Is He Just Buying Me Off with Fanciful Promises???

 

Twisted in Knots trying to decipher his code…..

Is it Just the Loneliness of Fast Approaching Old Age?

Will He Live Up to the Hype and Can He Handle Me?

 

Will My Storm Envelop him within a Tsunami of Long Suppressed Volcanic Eruptions?

 

Or is it all Just Lust and Curiosity??????????

Riders on the Storm


Riders on the Storm

http://youtu.be/DKbPUzhWeeI

http://youtu.be/lS-af9Q-zvQ

The E Train

Many times as New Yorkers we have some unusual subway rides and strange fellow riders but today I was blessed to have two great conversations. I was on the E train and a beggar came thru the car asking for food. The woman next to me gave him a health bar. After the homeless man thanked her and went by another rider also told the lady what a wonderful thing she did. I also complimented her and she began to tell me that she got the candy bar from the Red Cross. Her elderly parents were just two of the people in Brooklyn affected by Hurricane Sandy. She began to pour out her heart to me and I listened and we talked until I got to my stop. I wished her and her parents well. Sometimes people just need another person to open up with. Someone who will listen and care. Today I was glad to be that person.

The C Train

Part Two: The C train. I met an older Latina sister and her rather exuberant grandson. My Spanish is not all that great but I caught bits and pieces of their conversation. Finally the elderly lady turns to me and asks me if I understand Spanish. I said a little. She then told me her grandson was loco! Now that I understood and we all had a good laugh. Apparently the young man is a Rasta. His grandmother is from Nicaragua. He looked like he was in his 20s. A Nicaraguan Rasta Farian! Now I won’t relate everything he said but we had all had a great conversation from 50th street until they got off at Jay Street Boro Hall in Brooklyn. I certainly got an education on Rasta Fari which I’m somewhat familiar with. Young people are very enthusiastic in their beliefs. The young fellow as very animated. I think his abuela admired my courage and patience in listening to her Loco grandson!

Best of all today I was not Black, white or Spanish. I was not male or female. I was not Christian, Jew, Muslim, Buddhist or Hindu. Today I was just a fellow rider on the subway who took the time to listen to two people who had something to say just needed a person who would listen. Thank you God that today I was that person.

Storm
Storm — Power over the Elements

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