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Setting our Sights! by Elaine Davenport (Wednesday, May 28, 2008)

Just wanted to say:  THANK YOU!

for what?

*Support, Encouragement, Hope,

Feedback, Agreement, Disagreement,

New Ideas, Your Thoughts, Your caring,

Your Prayers, Your Friendship…with humility….Thanks!

We’re setting our sights (no play on words…smile) on the 200,000 mark. And to think that our original web designer said we’d get a thousand hits every 6 months? For some sites that may be easy; but for us it hasn’t been. Our job is just to keep plugging away, encouraging, praying for others and giving the Word. We haven’t compromised. We’ve avoided debating, publicity stunts and compromising tactics. We’re humble people who love God and we’re not afraid to say it. We expect to hit it in about 3 to 4 weeks! We’re thankful for your support and we’ve made a lot of friends along the way. We couldn’t do it without our networks. If we can help another Blog in our sphere; along the way…let us know. All the best and keep the faith!















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The Tuskegee Airmen by Elaine Davenport


Years ago, as this country went through turbulent periods in the area of race relations…at a family gathering my Uncle John (born in the 1920’s) announced proudly: I Love the U.S. A.! Forget going back to Africa…I’ve never been there and don’t want to go!”

Now, this made sense to me…I wanted to yell out: “AMEN UNCLE JOHN! I LOVE THE USA TOO!” But, it would take me years to get more vocal about my thoughts. It wasn’t because of the United States…it was because someone in my circle might misunderstand and think I was anti-Africa. I wasn’t, but at the time I hadn’t been delivered from the opinions of others. (I have now.)

Everybody laughed. Everybody sort of kept their thoughts to themselves, but we all sort of slowly turned to face the more militant family members to see how they took it. Well, it appeared as though some may not have liked what they termed an “anti-Africa” statement. However, out of respect for the fact that Uncle John always meant what he said and could care less what others thought…they said nothing.

Uncle John put us all to the test; he kept saying it! He made us confront our true beliefs. Everytime he said it; I reflected on the good things here in the United States of America. The list was long.


A close family member of an older generation said they understood why Jeremiah Wright said what he said. I was in a good mood so I didn’t get mad. Here was an opportunity for me to share some wisdom. I explained that No, I didn’t understand why Jeremiah Wright said what he said; a person can “choose” to look at life pessimistically or optimistically. Furthermore, from a spiritual perspective…we are just passing through so the stuff that happens here shouldn’t bother any of us. Unfortunately, a lot of people can’t do that. It’s a sign and a test of spiritual maturity that many fail. I also explained that I am very concerned about him using expletives in the pulpit and or sanctuary. That just can’t be done. To me, that’s the part that people should have been upset about.

I’m sure that God is concerned too. Rev. Wright probably repented (I hope so) already and so maybe this point is moot.


Uncle John had lived a long life, had a lot of experiences…even in the Army back when times were tough for a Black man to be in the Army. He didn’t like it; but despite all of the bad history in his life…this country came out smelling like a rose.



This country was at war during World War Two ; yet the opportunities for Black men to serve in certain positions were near slim and none. Around 1940 in the United States, there was talk that the United States would be look to train Black military airmen. When the call went out; Black men came from all over the country and those who scored high would become an “elite” force that would go down in history.

Those chosen would not be given special preferences. They would be trained in intelligence, engineering, operations, meteorology, and for officer vacancies. They would be trained gor many positions such as:

“aircraft and engine mechanics, armament specialists, radio repairmen, parachute riggers, control tower operators, policemen, administrative clerks and all of the other skills necessary to fully function as an Army Air Corps flying squadron or ground support unit.”

Close to 1,000 pilots were trained and nearly 500 became overseas pilots!

The pilots who didn’t go overseas were trained at Selfridge Air Force Base in Michigan and reportedly suffered immense racism. These men were all officers and were denied officers privileges. Unfortunately, the Air Force’s reported solution to strife and controversy was not to reinforce their rights as officers; but to transfer the Tuskegee Airmen. They were transferred to Godman Field, Kentucky where problems continued and then they were transferred to Freeman Field, Indiana where things went way out of control. It was 1945. Denied their rights and protesting these officers were arrested and threatened with court martial(s) that were eventually dropped. However, this incident remained on their military records for 50 years!

* Despite the controversy; the Tuskegee trained forces were considered superior and outstanding. Many credit their success with having a direct effect on President Harry Truman’s signing an executive order to integrate the Armed Forces!



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Soldier Reports to God by Pvt. Fred Carmichael

HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY!    *  Find a Vet and let them know how much you appreciate them!  Thanks

The soldier stood and faced his God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as brightly as his brass.

“Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?”

The soldier squared his shoulders and
said,”No, Lord, I guess I ain’t
Because those of us who carry guns
Can’t always be a saint.

I’ve had to work most Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I’ve been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough

But, I never took a penny
That wasn’t mine to keep…
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I’ve wept unmanly tears.

I know I don’t deserve a place
Among the people here
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.

If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
It needn’t be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don’t, I’ll understand.”

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God,

“Step forward now you soldier
You’ve borne your burdens well,
Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in Hell.”

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Medical Miracles?

We often hear the expression: “medical miracles.” Don’t be fooled! They are miracles. Miracles aren’t coincidences…they aren’t accidents. They happen on purpose. But, doctors call them “medical miracles.” That just means, the problem got fixed but we didn’t do it nor did we expect it to be done. You’re “rarely” going to hear a doctor say God heals. Which is funny in itself, but we want to point out some miracle cases that occurred. When you review these articles, keep the fact that the media and the medical establishment views this from a different perspective.




“A second chance
For Tim Kaczmarek, a 48-year-old father from Natrona Heights, Pa., hearing his own heartbeat is living proof of his second chance at life.

The history teacher and basketball coach collapsed inside a Wal-Mart store this summer after a massive heart attack that nearly killed him. After emergency quadruple bypass surgery at a local hospital, he was transferred to the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center where doctors reopened his chest and implanted a mechanical pump.

The device immediately took over his heart’s job of pumping blood through the body, letting his own organ rest. Doctors fully expected Kaczmarek to stay on the pump long enough to get a heart transplant.

There have been cases of heart patients who were weaned off the pump, but usually those had only a brief recent history of heart failure. Kaczmarek was an unlikely candidate for such a recovery because he had suffered his first heart attack almost 10 years earlier.

But after a month and a half on the pump, doctors saw such improvement in his heart function that they unhooked Kaczmarek from the machine.

“It’s relatively unusual to see a patient like him recover from a major heart attack,” said Dr. Robert Kormos, who runs the artificial heart program at Pittsburgh. “It was a pleasant surprise to find that he had enough cardiac reserve to be able to heal and have a good, functioning heart.”

Pump-free since July, Kaczmarek is recuperating at home in hopes of returning to teaching next year and ultimately, coaching again. He feels lucky to have a second chance at spending the holidays with his wife and two daughters, ages 20 and 22.

“It’s a miracle,” he said. “You can’t believe something like this happens to a person and you’re still here to talk about it.”


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Eagle Story by David Turner Thursday, June 4, 2008

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Eagle Story
Freedom and Jeff

Freedom and I have been together 10 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings. Her left wing doesn’t open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She’s my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand. Both wings were broken, her left wing in 4 places. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vets office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.
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This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn’t stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanize her if she couldn’t stand in a week. You know you don’t want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn’t want to go to the center that Thursday, because I couldn’t bear the thought of her being euthanized; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her dowl cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses, and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington . We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkins lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair – the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000, the day after Thanksgiving, I went in for my last checkup. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they d id the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long. That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note: I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power coarse through his body. I have so many stories like that.

I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom’s.

Hope you enjoy this.

David Turner
Retired & diggin’ it
Go Blue