Category Archives: Family and Friends

Family and friends short story writing collection relating to lifestyle themes.

Can You Feel What I Feel?

Can you feel what I feel

Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater’s Linda Celeste Simms in “Cry”. Photograph courtesy of Nan Melville

Can you feel what I feel?  The warmth of the fire that burns within me.  When your eye catches mine and we needn’t exchange words.

“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”  Khalil Gibran

Can You Feel What I Feel?

Can you feel what I feel?

The warmth of the fire that burns within me.

When your eye catches mine and we needn’t exchange words.

The sun doesn’t have to be shining when love glows that brightly.

All is right, all is perfect between us, nothing can separate us, can it?

Can you feel what I feel?

The blackness that hovers around me now because you are not here.

The smothering pain that tightens with every breath that I take.

Everywhere I turn, emptiness fills the space that you once occupied.

It seems like a part of me is missing; I am incomplete.

Can you feel what I feel?

Of course, you must, yes I know that you can.

For there in your heart, even though invisible, it is there.

I know because it is deep within my heart too…

Love knows no boundaries, not even time nor space.

Can you feel what I feel?

The love that still exists between us, the love that still binds us.

Feel it, caress it, hold onto it tightly…and never let it go.

They say that love is just a feeling, an emotion at best.

But no, to me love is alive and it never stops growing…

Love is eternal…and it keeps you alive in my heart always.

Felecia R, Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

No matter what happens in life, or death, love is a power that binds.  Once it is born, nurtured and matures, it may take on various forms, but I believe it never truly dies.  May the love that you share with those who are dear to you always grow unhindered and live on in your hearts always.

Peace and love,

Felecia

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +11 (from 11 votes)

My Pal Paxton!

My pal Paxton

Meet Paxton! My cousin, Robyn McDonald’s spunky little Miniature Schnauzer. Read on to see how he keeps her on her toes!

My Pal Paxton!  You are definitely one of a kind.  In you, a special little guy I certainly did find!

My Pal Paxton!

My Pal Paxton.

My pal PaxtonFrom the day you became mine,

our journey has been simply divine!

My pal PaxtonOf course, there are times when you get carried away.

You surely keep me entertained both night and day!

My pal PaxtonNo matter the weather, you’re always ready to play.

My pal PaxtonAs for my alma mater, you’re their biggest fan on the big game day!

My pal PaxtonMy pal PaxtonMy pal Paxton,

You are definitely one of a kind.

In you a special little guy I certainly did find!

Poem by Felecia R, Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Robyn McDonald

My pal Paxton“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest pictures and a short bio to me, Felecia at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace,

Felecia

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +5 (from 5 votes)

Do This In Remembrance of Me

do this in remembrance of me

“Stained Glass Window (Detail),” c. 1902-1915, Louis Comfort Tiffany. Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Do This In Remembrance of Me…Those words of comfort and instruction convey such power to me when I hear them…

“In the same way, after supper he took the cup, saying ‘This cup is the new covenant in my blood; do this, whenever you drink it, in remembrance of me.'”  1 Corinthians 11:25

“Do this in remembrance of me.”  Whenever I participate in the rite of Holy Communion, I cannot help but to imagine the intensity of emotions that must have blanketed Jesus and his twelve disciples during their last Passover supper together on that unforgettable evening, so long ago.  The closest that I can come to even touching the surface of that kind of heaviness, is  during the last few months before my late husband, Stephen, passed on to be with our Lord.  Each day leading up to his physical death was filled with a certain bittersweetness that I’d never tasted before.  As with the weight of impending sorrow and loss looming over the disciples on that solemn night, I often felt a dark hollowness that threatened to swallow my hope and joy as I watched my dear one deteriorate before my eyes.  Although for them that night was distressing, and my heart ached continuously during those final weeks, what followed for them and what is still being revealed to me, makes being able to look back and remember those times so remarkable.

Jesus knew what was to follow within the next several hours between the time he broke bread and savored the wine that he shared with his beloved followers and the suffering that he would endure before prevailing in his glorious triumph over death.  He knew the sweetness that would overshadow so perfectly the bitterness that had to come first.  I believe that my husband knew too, that his suffering and discomfort was not in vain.  Jesus, his Lord and Savior had never failed him, and it was evident to me that Stephen’s confidence in knowing that he never would, grew stronger each day.  Remembering how faithful our Lord had been to him in the past, so kindled the flame of hope, that my husband bathed in a serenity that carried him through to that  very moment when he met Jesus face to face.

“Do this in remembrance of me.”  Those words of comfort and instruction, spoken by Jesus to his disciples, convey such power to me when I hear them now.  They seem to echo an overwhelming sense of sacrificial love through to my soul as I eat the bread and drink the wine that is served at communion.  As the disciples commemorated what Jesus did for all mankind in those early days of the Church, I have the beautiful memory of seeing in action, who and what Jesus was to Stephen…and Jesus is still all of that to me.

May you pause and remember the profoundness of what took place on this day so many years ago.  Take the time to remember what our Lord Jesus Christ did in sacrificing his own life for each one of us.  And, if you haven’t already, may you accept him into your heart that you too may receive what he has freely given…the gift of eternal salvation.

God’s peace to you,

Felecia

 

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +6 (from 6 votes)

Oh Mia, Oh My!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

“Hello, I’m Mia!” Mia is my sister Marjorie’s adorable Miniature Schnauzer…enjoy!

Oh Mia, oh my, you are one of a kind…you are sweet and cute all combined!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

“Good morning to you!” Mia starting her day.

Oh Mia, oh my,

you are one of a kind.

From both the inside and out,

you are sweet and cute all combined!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

Mia settled in for an afternoon nap.

Your eyes are expressive,

how big and beautiful they are.

They say, “I’m sleepy,” “Let’s play,”

“Let’s go for a ride in the car!”

Oh Mia, Oh My!

“Off we go!” Mia with her brother Max.

Oh Mia, oh my,

you look so pretty in pink!

Those lashes of yours are lovely,

they melt my heart with every blink!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

Little Miss Mia all dressed up.

Thanks for sharing with us,

a little bit of your day.

To anyone who’s yet to meet you,

I can promise a smile is on the way!

Oh Mia, Oh My!

“It was good to see you!” Love, Mia!

Poem by Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com; photographs courtesy of Marjorie Karimi-Carter

“Calling all dog lovers!”

If you have a four-legged furry friend that you’d like to have featured in a poem on my blog, email your cutest pictures and a short bio to me, Felecia, at frosew04@gmail.com.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Peace and love,

Felecia

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +6 (from 6 votes)

To Be A Soldier

to be a soldier

Private Myers, 1981, photograph taken during my eight weeks of Army Basic Training at Ft. Dix, NJ.

To Be A Soldier…with God’s help, enabling and guidance, I can move forward with confidence and grace, no matter what the task…

“For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.”  2 Timothy 1:7

I Remember When…

I am not sure who was more surprised when the US Army Recruiter left our house on the evening that I seemingly “signed my life away”— my family or me.  Joining the US Army Reserve during my senior year of high school was a commitment I made only after much prayer and consideration.  Indeed, it turned out to be one of the wisest decisions I’d ever made.   That evening, however, I was not so sure.  All I knew was that if I was really going to be a soldier, it was not something that I could accomplish alone.

I had always been shy and quiet as a child; I wasn’t always eager to step outside of my comfort zone.  Needless to say, facing eight weeks of Army basic training was not a small task for me.  I was not worried so much about my abilities.  Academically, I had always done well in school and was an honor student at the time. I’d already had years of classical ballet training and I joined my high school track and field team in preparation for the physical demands I would encounter.  I was disciplined, determined, level-headed and serious about my commitment…but could I?  Did I really have what it takes to be a soldier?

That question, along with several others followed me throughout my entire time of training at Ft. Dix, NJ.  From day one, I realized that I was nowhere near my comfort zone“What am I even doing here?  The harder the tasks that I was required to complete became, the harder I prayed. “How will I ever complete this?” The more my prayers were answered, the more greater challenges seemed to present themselves.  “Do I really have what it takes to be a soldier?”  By the final week of training, I had dwelled so much on those questions that I lost sight of all the positive things that I did accomplish.  More importantly, I didn’t fully realize how much God had worked through this very challenging time in my life, to change me into a more confident person than I’d ever been.

On the morning of my basic training graduation day, my drill instructor barked, “Fall in!,” and my fellow recruits and I scrambled into place for roll call and our final inspection.  I stood at “Attention” so firmly that I could barely feel myself breathe.  When my drill instructor made his way to me, he started out by saying, “Private Myers, I don’t remember much about you during these past eight weeks…” I think I did actually stop breathing briefly at that remark!  He continued, scrutinizing my tightly made bunk, highly “spit-shined” boots, crisply ironed uniforms, and other belongings that I’d proudly displayed for approval.  Finally, after a long pause, he continued in his heavy Southern drawl, “…except that I believe you have what it takes to be a pretty darn good soldier.”

“What am I even doing here?”  “How will I ever complete this?”  “Do I really have what it takes to be a soldier?”  Hearing those words from my drill instructor made the answers to those questions perfectly clear.  As I put my trust in God and His will for my life, the answers do not depend solely on me.  With God’s help, enabling and guidance, I can move forward with confidence and grace, no matter what the task, knowing that He will accomplish what He has determined for me to finish.

“If God is for us, who can be against us?”  Romans 8:31

May you soon discover the soldier in you and with God’s help never allow your enemies to defeat you.

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

 

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +6 (from 6 votes)

How Can We Know For Sure?

how can we know for sure

Photograph courtesy of Martin Watson

How can we know for sure? What is your standard that guides your life?

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”  Romans 8:28

How can we know for sure?  That is a broad question I know, but when it comes to discerning what is the absolute best for us, it encompasses virtually everything we do in life.  We make decisions constantly throughout each day.  Obviously, some are more important than others and they impact our lives in varying ways.  I do believe, however, that we all have some standard, an absolute foundation, upon which we base our decisions.  In fact, that standard is what guides us…period.

I remember how, as a young child attending Sunday School classes at church, I loved listening to all of the stories that were read to us from the Bible.  My mind would instantly fill up with vividly colored images of the people and places that were described in detail inside its pages.  Sometimes the words seemed to come to life as the characters acted out their parts on my private stage.  Although I could never really truly envision what God actually looked like, He was always there in each story guiding and instructing, protecting and providing for the Bible characters.  No matter how each story began, or what happened in between, I always knew that God would make everything work out well in the end.

Now, more than ever, there is nothing of greater importance than knowing what God’s will and purpose is of me.  For without His guidance and presence in my life well, I truly have no life!  When it comes to making decisions, or doing anything really, my foundation and standard for living is based on His Word, the Bible…it sustains me with life-giving hope.  Unlike when I was a little girl listening to the Bible stories, I don’t know what is going to happen “in between” my own life story.  Many things have happened thus far that I truly had no idea would.  But I can honestly say with confidence, that I know for sure, that God will make it all work out beautifully.

How do you know for sure?  What is your standard that guides your life?  If you haven’t an answer…I can assure you, the Bible is a good place to start.

Peace and love,

Felecia

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +11 (from 11 votes)

Love Is a Language

Love is a Language

“The Musicians (Detail),” c. 1595, Caravaggio (Michelangelo Merisi). Image from the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Love is a language that everybody speaks.  However you express it, may it be received and spoken back to you.

“The limits of my language are the limits of my world.”  Ludwig Wittgenstein

Love is a language that everybody speaks.  Love is our voice.  We can shout it out to all the world, or keep it silent and all to ourselves.  What is love, this language that we possess?  When we speak it, is it interpreted by others in the way we’ve intended it to be?  Do others respond in kind?  Indeed, love is a language that everybody speaks…but is it one that is truly understood?

“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.”  1 Corinthians 13:1

When love is spoken, it can be relayed in countless ways.  We can demonstrate our love for another without having the words, “I love you” ever pass through our lips.  Many times when our love is spoken through our actions, it is received by others more deeply.  Being a “doer,” I often say “I love you” by taking the time to send a card expressing how special someone is to me, or giving a gift that I know will make that person’s day.  Sometimes, just reaching out and “being there” for someone can express so much love that it leaves them speechless.  Whatever way we choose to say it, love is a language that everybody speaks, and understands at some level.

What about you?  How do you say “I love you”?  However you express it, may it be received and spoken back to you in a way you will fully understand…and enjoy.

Wishing you a Happy Valentine’s Day…

With love,

Felecia

 

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +4 (from 4 votes)

Love – What’s in a word?

Love - What's in a word?

“The Parting of Lancelot and Guinevere,” 1874, Julia Margaret Cameron. Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

Love – What’s in a word?

“Love encompasses so much, it cannot be put inside a bottle.  No, love needs to be scattered all over the world, so that everyone can share a part of it.”  Felecia R. Weber 2015, OntheWingofaDove.com

Full, luscious, desirable, sweet,

Love is a feeling that cannot be beat!

Warm and fuzzy, a sensual kiss,

Love is something you won’t want to miss!

Affection, fondness, attraction, desire, tenderness, devotion, of the heart, romance, bond…

Love…what’s in this word for you?  If you can tell me, please do!

Love to me means fullness and life, for both are born out of love.  My heart feels as though it may burst when love fills and resides within it.  My being feels alive with renewed vitality when love surrounds me.  Love truly has the power to change any circumstance into the most beautiful thing in the world…

May the love that fills your heart create a beauty of its own…when you share it with another.

With love,

Felecia

VN:F [1.9.22_1171]
Rating: +8 (from 8 votes)