link to Cathy's Genealogy pageI put this information on the website in case you are connected to my family.
link to Cathy's Testimony
(still working on it)
What's my motivation?
The Shulamite and Her Lover
The ManGet up, my dear friend, fair and beautiful lover—come to me!Look around you: Winter is over; the winter rains are over, gone!Look! Listen! There's my lover! Do you see him coming?For your voice is soothing and your face is ravishing.The WomanThen you must protect me from the foxes, foxes on the prowl,Foxes who would like nothing better than to get into our flowering garden. My lover is mine, and I am his.Nightly he strolls in our garden,Delighting in the flowers until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.Song of Solomon 2 (The Message)
I will sing for joy in God, explode in praise from deep in my soul!He dressed me up in a suit of salvation, he outfitted me in a robe of righteousness,As a bridegroom who puts on a tuxedo and a bride a jeweled tiara.For as the earth bursts with spring wildflowers, and as a garden cascades with blossoms,So the Master, God, brings righteousness into full bloom and puts praise on display before the nations. Isaiah 61:10 (The Message)
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,An' wash the cups an' saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an' earn her board-an-keep;An' all us other childern, when the supper-things is done,We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun,A-listenin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
Wunst they wuz a little boy wouldn't say his prayers, -An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,His Mammy heerd him holler, an' his Daddy heerd him bawl,An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wuzn't there at all!An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an' cubby-hole, an' press,An seeked him up the chimbly-flue, an' ever'-wheres, I guess;But all they ever found wuz thist his pants an' roundabout: -An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;An' wunst, when they was "company," an' ole folks wuz there,She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,They wuz two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'for she knowed what she's about!An' the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out! An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,An' the lamp-wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,An' the lightnin'bugs in dew is all squenched away, -You better mind yer parunts, an' yer teachurs fond an' dear,An' cherish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,Er the Gobble-uns 'll git you Ef you Don't Watch Out!