Sunday, December 27, 2009

Happy New Year! 2010...


Lifes’s Door Ways

Your life is a series of many doors,
each leading into different rooms.
All are filled with, either new challenges,
good or bad and you may find, many pleasant surprises.

It is how you open each door that is important!
First, never fear to go forward.
Second, open each door slowly to make sure that you do not
barge into, or harm what is on the other side.

Third, announce your passage, as this will enable you to befriend many.
For you will need to live with whom ever you come across.
As you travel onto and through, your life’s next door.

Written by Sir Richard…
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

For All Of You - A New Years Song:
http://www.youtube.com/v/P57aSW47rY8&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0

This Song is by Enya - My My Time Flies

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Moments of Love

Moments of Love

Moments of Love throughout my life, have carried me through.
Cherished, comforting, from deep inside me, a warm fire does glow.
All my Moments of Love, I think of each, often I do.
These Moments of Love, are undiminished, even as I become older, as I do now grow.
Combined together these Moments of Love, beg me to wish,

“A Very Merry Christmas!”,
to each and every one of you.
This Moment of Love is now over, so again “Merry Christmas”,
as I travel out into this Winters Snow.
May there also be a safe and Happy New Year, in store for you.
My Moment of Love…

Celtic Woman - In The Bleak Midwinter/The First Noel

http://www.youtube.com/v/1Vf6zgxle-g&hl=en_US&fs=1&

Photo and Poem by Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, November 29, 2009

A Canadian Winter Poem

It is winter in Canada
and the gentle breezes blow.
Seventy miles an hour,
at thirty-five below.

Oh, how I love Canada,
when the snow's up to your butt.
When you take a breath of winter,
and your nose gets frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful.
So I guess I'll hang around,
For I could never leave Canada,
cause I am frozen to the ground...

Merry Christmas!
from

Sir Richard & Family

Monday, November 23, 2009

Satan’s Illusions


Of all the pleasures in my life, one of them is to sit by our church’s water display and think about God.
One day I was wondering as to why Satan did not see our Lord’s death on the cross and resurrection coming?
A thought came to me, which stated “it is because he can not tell the future”.

This led me to more thoughts about the power of God and Satan's war for our souls?
It's not just a killing here, a domestic dispute there, or the murder of a child.

The whole thing is much bigger than that.
Just take some evil act, happening every second of every day all over the earth and you can start to get the bigger picture.

For if God created the whole universe then evil plays a much more larger role than we all think it does in our personal small worlds, one that we can not really see.
Just take "War" as an example, for we have had one every year for millenniums:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/351941/WARS-How-Many-Have-We-Fought

From this you can see that Peace is fleeting at best and this is only but one endeavor of Satan.

In my younger days a Rolling Stone song “Sympathy for the Devil” haunted me with these lines:
“Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game?”
http://www.youtube.com/v/vw1hFRL3XAo&hl=en_US&fs=1


Not that I get many biblical references from rock songs, but one can not help to be affected from moments, that come to your attention through daily events.
Still the question nagged me as to “Is the nature of my game?” part of these lyrics.

In Job 1:12 the Lord said to Satan “See, I give all he has into your hands, only do not put a finger on the man himself. And Satan went out from before the Lord”.
This means that all of Satan’s power comes from our Lord God, whose purpose I do not know.
God who made all of us and all things and by God, Satan was cast out of heaven.
Ezekiel 28:12-17

So what I believe, is that all this is because we have been given choice. After all, we are not just micro processors, which as you know, are all more or less all the same, with not much difference between them.

Another thought, is that all of Satan’s evil creations, which are only shadows and wisps of smoke, basically illusions. So to obtain anything from these illusions you are making the biggest of mistakes.
Illusions which only have inspired the likes of, Adolf Hitler, Pol Pot, Jeffrey Dahmer, child abductors and murderers to give only a few examples of followers of the 7 deadly sins. Proverbs 6:16-19.
Satan uses these illusions to entice us into doing vile things. For it is man who makes evil reality and by doing so, assists Satan in the mocking of God, another aspect of the bigger picture.
Even simple every day acts of cruelty and lies carried out by us are just as sinful as the murder of 6 million people, or the one.

So my advice to you my sisters and brothers is to be very, very careful as to what thoughts you put into practice.
For as the song says “Ah, what's puzzling you, Is the nature of my game?”
Take heed, as you can easily and inadvertently assist Satan in the mocking of God through the collecting of your souls...

By Sir Richard...
It’s one thing to know there is a God; it’s quite another to know the God who is.
As I am before God, mere "Writings in Dust"...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Standing On The Edge Of Eternity


We're all standing on the edge of eternity, all the time, every day, an eternity we're all going to one day face. Our choice isn't about that. Our choice is about whether we want to go kicking and screaming or whether we might want to open our eyes and our hearts to Jesus Christ before we start to fall. http://www.youtube.com/v/Iuy7-c38Z6M&hl=en_US&fs=1&
From,
Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Watching The Wheels


John Lennon - Watching The Wheels
http://www.youtube.com/v/qCSWCZSIXqw&hl=en_US&fs=1&


People say I'm crazy, doing what I'm doing.
They give me all kinds of warnings, to save me from ruin.
When I say that I'm O.K., well they look at me kind of strange,
Surely your not happy now, you no longer play the game.

People say I'm lazy, dreaming my life away...
Well they give me all kinds of advice, designed to enlighten me.
When I tell that I'm doing Fine, watching shadows on the wall.
Well don't you miss the big time boy, you're no longer on the ball?

I'm just sitting here making the wheels go round and round.
I love to watch them roll.
No longer riding on the merry-go-round.
I just had to let it go...

People asking questions, lost in confusion.
Well I tell them there's no problem.
Only solutions.
Well they shake their heads and they look at me, as if I've lost my mind.
I tell them there's no hurry...
I'm just sitting here doing time.

I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round.
I really love to watch them roll.
No longer riding on the merry-go-round.
I just had to let it go...
I just had to let it go...
**************
Posted for you by,
Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

REMEMBER AND SUPPORT OUR TROOPS!


Private William Broughton,
of Sydney, Cape Breton Canada.

Who died at the 18th General Hospital, France, on the 6th day of September, 1916, from wounds received at the Battle of Courcelette part of the battle of the Somme, in the 21st year of his age.
For All Those who have served, are serving and for those who have suffered and paid the ultimate sacrifice for all of us!
SUPPORT OUR TROOPS!
from,
Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Wars That Canadians Fought In


Crimean War = http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crimean_War - We built forts in Victoria BC

American Civil War = http://pvtchurch.tripod.com/index.html

Canada World War 1 = http://www.thegreatwar.ca/

Canada's Peace Keeping Missions = http://www.members.shaw.ca/kcic1/peacekeepers2.html

Canada in Afghanistan = http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canada

Lest We Forget!

Canadian Peacekeepers Honour Roll = http://www.members.shaw.ca/kcic1/peacekeepers.html

World War I:

1. 628,736 Canadians served.
2. 66,573 died and 138,166 were wounded.
3. 2,818 were taken prisoner of war.
4. 175 merchant seamen died by enemy action.

World War II:

1. 1,031,902 Canadian men and 49,963 Canadian women served.
2. 44,927 died and 43,145 were wounded.
3. 8,271 were taken prisoner of war.
4. 1,146 merchant seamen died by enemy action.

Korean War:

1. 26,791 Canadians served.
2. 516 died and 1,558 were wounded.
3. 33 were taken prisoner of war.

The Gulf War:

1. 3,837 Canadian men and 237 Canadian women served.
2. There were no Canadian casualties or prisoners of war during the Gulf War.

The Afghanistan War:

Since 2001, 133 Canadian Soldiers and 1 Diplomat have been killed in Afghanistan
http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/his-work-begins-when-a-canadian-soldiers-life-ends/article1355070/
REMEMBER TO SUPPORT OUR TROOPS!
*****************************
They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
WE WILL REMEMBER THEM.

In Rememberance from,
Sir Richard
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

And One day, may all Wars End.

http://www.scribd.com/doc/351941/WARS-How-Many-Have-We-Fought
This is a list of nearly all wars that man has fought from Pre-History to Present Day.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

War and Chaplains


War and Chaplains

http://www.youtube.com/v/YTrwT3Z57Is&hl=en&fs=1


- War is really a vast open air factory where the hours are long, unions not permitted and safety conditions routinely flouted!
No more people died on this planet then would have died if they were not killed in a war. Only their descendants were eliminated, along with all other future possibilities...

A thought about Army Chaplains in WW1 1916:
A British soldier writes in reference, that the majority of chaplains never made it to the front line trenches; "Why should these men who are so fond of talking about heaven be so afraid to go through it's gates?"

One of the most famous criticized chaplains of this time was Bishop Winnington-Ingrm, known as the bellicose "Bishop of the Battlefields", who had already issued a call to "jihad", urging his fellows to "MOBILIZE THE NATION FOR A HOLY WAR"!
He was the leading voice among those chaplains, who "Prayed for victory and thundered from the pulpits for the enemy to be smitten hip and thigh but did not believe in doing any of the smiting themselves".

George Bernard Shaw remarked with withering scorn, "They have turned their churches into recruiting stations and their vestries into munitions workshops. As it has never occurred to them to take off their black coats and say quite simply, "I find in the hour of trial that the Sermon on the Mount is tosh, and that I am not a Christian. I apologize for all the unpatriotic nonsense that I have been preaching all these years. Please have the goodness to give me a revolver and a commission in a front line regiment!".

On the other hand, there were some chaplains who did bring forth the spirit of Christ on active duty, who were willing from the start to serve along side fighting soldiers in the front lines and tend to the wounded on the battlefield. As one soldier remarked about one of these chaplains, " it made us think a bit more of the chaplain, to see how he walked quietly under fire, assisting the slow-moving wounded".

After all what on earth could a chaplain do in a battle? They are bound to be hit and there was certain to be enough casualties without having a wounded chaplain to attend to," but then this sort criticism did not alter these chaplains determination to do what they felt to be their duty.
There were those who argued that these chaplains, "just threw their lives away!", then again by the same logic one who talked like this, would have said that Jesus squandered His.

A burial prayer for 1916 the chaplain/soldier went like this, "Lord, we thank Thee for the example of this brave man who gave his life for his country. Grant him eternal rest and so teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom, Amen."

One other quick note of research that I found of interest, is some of the soldiers who were killed in battle were buried at times by Roman Catholic chaplains if they were Protestant, or by Protestant chaplains if they were Roman Catholic. Buried by both if they were from other religions and as one soldier put it, "I do not suppose that the Great Redeemer cares which chaplain buries what man, just as long as it was done reverently."

Sir Richard (A Civilian Sky Pilot)
Remember Veterans Week November 5th - 11th 2009
http://www.youtube.com/v/FEa9Y6G8QtU&hl=en&fs=1

Thursday, October 29, 2009

So Happy Halloween!

Why Christians should embrace the devilish holiday with gusto—and laughter.

A few years back, our local Christian radio station ran a poll asking whether Halloween is spiritually harmful. The response from a predominantly evangelical audience here in Ohio was two-to-one against Halloween. This did not surprise me. It is now popular in some Christian circles to repudiate any celebration of All Hallows Eve—Halloween.

"We all know what day is coming," said a young woman in the choir of the Rhode Island church my wife and I attended when I was working on my doctorate. "And I think we need to be in prayer that the evil powers and principalities be held in check over this next weekend." Halloween fell on a Sunday that year, making the event seem all the more sinister. On the calendar of events for the Christian college where I teach, October 31 sits in a dark square with no acknowledgment that there is anything special about the date.

"It's Satan's Holiday, Dr. Rearick," affirmed one of my students. "Didn't you know?"
Well, no, I didn't know. And I am reluctant to give up what was one of the highlights of my childhood calendar to the Great Impostor and Chief of Liars for no reason except that some of his servants claim it as his.

Give up nothing!

I have always considered Halloween a day to celebrate the imagination, to become for a short time something wonderful and strange, smelling of grease paint, to taste sweets that are permissible only once a year. How wonderful to be with other children dressed up as what they might grow up to be, what they wished they could be, or even what they secretly feared. All of us, dreams and nightmares, were brought together on equal footing, going from door to door to be given treats and admired for our creativity. How delightful to go to parties with doughnuts, apples, brown cider, and pumpkin cakes—and to hear spine-tingling ghost stories and feel our hearts skip a beat when the teller grabbed for us.

Now some are pressuring us to give this all up, and they use what is for some of us the most difficult argument to answer: it's the "Christian" thing to do.

Some Christians shun make-believe. Such believers feel that a young Christian's mind should never long to be in lands where little men have fuzzy feet, dragons breathe fire, and horses have wings. Instead, they maintain that a Christian should be caught up in the here and now of the "real" world. Defending the reality of fiction and the value of fantasy requires an entirely different essay.

Christians certainly may be leery of sharing anything with modern pagans and Satanists who claim Halloween as theirs. But who gave these individuals the right to claim the holiday? If they are Druids, they are celebrating Samhain, which is not Halloween but an even older holiday. As for Satanists, their calendar is a perversion of Christian seasons—there would be no Satanists if there were no Christians. Let them claim all they want.

I give them nothing!!

"But look at the roots of Halloween," some may say. "Don't you see how evil it once was?" I do, but the operative word in that sentence is was. Samhain was once a time of fear and dread, but at one time so was Yule or Midvinterblot, as it was called in Sweden. Toward the time of the winter solstice, the days became shorter and colder. The land was laid waste. In pagan times, to keep the fire of the life-giving sun alight, people often made sacrifices before a great oak tree. Boniface is supposed to have stopped one such sacrifice and instituted the indoor Christmas tree at the same time. The burning of such logs in the midst of sacrifice has come down to us as the traditions of burning Yule logs and enjoying Christmas trees.

I'm not suggesting fir trees and Yule logs be banned from Christmas; I'm only demonstrating what has happened time and again in history. For our pagan ancestors, the holidays that marked the great seasonal changes were often fearful, terrible, and dark. But with the coming of Christ came a great light that reclaimed not only individuals but also the holidays they celebrated. In the case of Midvinterblot and Yule, the holidays that once marked the terrible price required to provide light instead began to express the joyous arrival of God's true light.

Laughing away our fears and foes...

What would a reclaimed Halloween express? In our culture, Halloween traditionally has allowed us to look at what frightens us—to experience it, to laugh at it, and to come through it. So at the end of October, we are visited by cute Caspers, laughing pumpkin heads, and goofy ghouls.

Should the forces of evil be mocked? Should Satan be laughed at? He most certainly should be. At the beginning of The Screwtape Letters, C. S. Lewis includes two telling quotations, the first from Martin Luther: "The best way to drive out the devil, if he will not yield to texts of Scripture, is to jeer and flout him, for he cannot bear scorn."

The second comes from Thomas More: "The devil … the proud spirit cannot endure to be mocked."
The one thing Satan cannot bear is to be a source of laughter. His pride is undermined by his own knowledge that his infernal rebellion against God is in reality an absurd farce. Hating laughter, he demands to be taken seriously. Indeed, I would say that those Christians who spend the night of October 31 filled with concern over what evils might be (and sometimes are) taking place are doing the very thing Lucifer wants them to do. By giving him this respect, such believers are giving his authority credence.

Not all believers should celebrate Halloween. For those who have been redeemed from the occult, Halloween in its foolishness may contain what was for them deadly seriousness. While their souls were in deadly peril, however, what they experienced were lies and illusions.

It is understandable that they look with horror upon what once enslaved them. Such sensitivity may be appropriate for them, but it is not appropriate for the majority of Christians. Holding their opinions as appropriate for most believers is like having a former bulimic dictate how Christians should regard church hot-plate socials.

Christians should instead celebrate Halloween with gusto. If we follow the traditional formula of having a good time at his expense, Satan flees.

In any event, I doubt the anti-Halloween party will prevail. This tactic was tried before—with Christmas. In the 17th century, because of its pagan ancestry and because it was a Roman Catholic holiday (Christ-mass!), many Protestants decided that true believers should not recognize Christmas. In 1620 our pilgrim forefathers purposely started unloading the Mayflower on Christmas Day to make the point to the crew that they were not going to observe such an evil day.

I'm glad those believers—however well-intended—failed. How bleak and desolate would a winter's December be without Christmas! We could have lost our chance to celebrate Christ's first coming and a chance to witness to the world, as I fear those pilgrims lost a chance to witness to those sailors.

If we give up All Hallows Eve, we lose the delight of God's gift of imagination and we condemn the rest of society to a darker Halloween because our laughter will not be there to make the devil run.

By Anderson M. Rearick III
*******************
Remember:
"Halloween is just a bunch of people in costumes,
it is people who follow evil, that make the world's horrors real!"

by,
Sir Richard ...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Please Please Me


Turn your speakers up!!!
This is a Rockin and really Fab clip...
http://www.youtube.com/v/8MWVo1fjRsQ&hl=en&fs=1

Good Day!
from, Sir Richard :)

http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Monday, October 12, 2009

Happy Thanks Giving from Canada!


The History and Origin of Canadian & US Thanksgiving

In Canada Thanksgiving is celebrated on the second Monday in October, this year 2009 it falls on Monday Oct. 12th. Unlike the American tradition of remembering Pilgrims and settling in the New World, Canadians give thanks for a successful harvest. The harvest season falls earlier in Canada compared to the United States due to the simple fact that Canada is further north.

The history of Thanksgiving in Canada goes back to an English explorer, Martin Frobisher, who had been trying to find a northern passage to the Orient. He did not succeed but he did establish a settlement in Northern America. In the year 1578, he held a formal ceremony, in what is now called Newfoundland, to give thanks for surviving the long journey. This is considered the first Canadian Thanksgiving. Other settlers arrived and continued these ceremonies. He was later knighted and had an inlet of the Atlantic Ocean in northern Canada named after him - Frobisher Bay.

At the same time, French settlers, having crossed the ocean and arrived in Canada with explorer Samuel de Champlain, also held huge feasts of thanks. They even formed 'The Order of Good Cheer' and gladly shared their food with their Indian neighbors.

In the US a collective prayer of thanksgiving was led by Captain John Woodlief in the Virginia Colony on December 4, 1619 near the current site of Berkeley Plantation, where celebrations are still held each year in November. Woodleif addressed the 38 men with: "We ordain that the day of our ships arrival at the place assigned for plantacon in the land of Virginia shall be yearly and perpetually kept holy as a day of Thanksgiving to Almighty God."

The Pilgrims were particularly thankful to Squanto, the Native American who taught them how to catch eel, grow corn and who served as an interpreter for them (Squanto had learned English as a slave in Europe). Without Squanto's help the Pilgrims might not have survived in the New World. The explorers who later came to be called the "Pilgrims" set apart a day to celebrate at Plymouth immediately after their first harvest, in 1621. At the time, this was not regarded as a Thanksgiving observance; harvest festivals were existing parts of English and Wampanoag tradition alike. Several American colonists have personal accounts of the 1621 feast in Plymouth, Massachusetts.

In Canada, after the Seven Year's War ended in 1763, the citizens of Halifax Nova Scotia held a special day of Thanksgiving.

During the American Revolution, Americans who remained loyal to England moved to Canada where they brought the customs and practices of the American Thanksgiving to Canada. There are many similarities between the two Thanksgivings such as the cornucopia and the pumpkin pie.

In the First US National Proclamation of Thanksgiving, was given by then President George Washington on October 3rd 1789, he created the first Thanksgiving Day designated by the national government of the United States of America.

In the middle of the American Civil War (October 3, 1863), President Abraham Lincoln, prompted by a series of editorials written by Sarah Josepha Hale, proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day, to be celebrated on the final Thursday in November 1863.

"The first Thanksgiving Day in Canada after Confederation was observed on April 15, 1872, to celebrate the recovery of The Prince of Wales (later King Edward VII) from a serious illness."

Eventually in 1879, the Canadian Parliament declared November 6th a day of Thanksgiving and a national holiday. Over the years many dates were used for Thanksgiving, the most popular was the 3rd Monday in October.

After World War I, both Armistice Day and Thanksgiving were celebrated on the Monday of the week in which November 11th occurred. Ten years later, in 1931, the two days became separate holidays and Armistice Day was renamed Remembrance Day.

Finally, on January 31st, 1957, the Canadian Parliament proclaimed..."A Day of General Thanksgiving to Almighty God for the bountiful harvest with which Canada has been blessed ... to be observed on the 2nd Monday in October. http://www.youtube.com/v/6UTRMP1Uk1k&hl=en&fs=1

From Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Dock Of The Bay


This week it's snowing and freaking cold out so I am thinking and a listening to: http://www.youtube.com/v/90NsO02Qy38&hl=en&fs=1
Maybe one day back to sunny South Africa!
For this Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Laughing With God


No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor

No one laughs at God when the doctor calls after some routine tests
No one's laughing at God when it's gotten real late and their kid's not back from that party yet

No one laughs at God when their airplane starts to uncontrollably shake
No one's laughing at God when they see the one they love hand in hand with someone else and they hope that they're mistaken
No one laughs at God when the cops knock on their door and they say "We've got some bad new, sir,"
No one's laughing at God when there's a famine, fire or flood

But God can be funny
At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or
Or when the crazies say he hates us and they get so red in the head you think that they're about to choke

God can be funny
When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie
Who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus

God can be so hilarious
Ha ha
Ha ha

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war
No one's laughing at God when they've lost all they got and they don't know what for

No one laughs at God on the day they realize that the last sight they'll ever see is a pair of hateful eyes
No one's laughing at God when they're saying their goodbyes

But God can be funny
At a cocktail party while listening to a good God-themed joke or
Or when the crazies say he hates us and they get so red in the head you think that they're about to choke

God can be funny
When told he'll give you money if you just pray the right way
And when presented like a genie
Who does magic like Houdini
Or grants wishes like Jiminy Cricket and Santa Claus

God can be so hilarious

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war

No one laughs at God in a hospital
No one laughs at God in a war

No one's laughing at God in a hospital
No one's laughing at God in a war

No one's laughing at God when they're starving or freezing or so very poor

No one's laughing at God
No one's laughing at God
No one's laughing at God
We're all laughing with God

Posted for you by,
Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Nano Second Events


I was just thinking, about how often the small things in life can have so much control over ourselves.
It's like an amusement ride that you never asked to go on and after, you found that you were right, that there was really not much amusement.
A Lot can happen in a day, for sure!
For in a full second, minute, hour, and even a day, the small things in life can bring so much to us.
That is why I go through life a nano second by nano second, in making my daily plans. As I have found that nano second events, are so much smaller and easier to digest. ;)
http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1VlRqeTkE0&hl=en&fs=1
Just a thought from,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Thursday, September 17, 2009

HAPPY B-DAY SIR RICK!


Sir Rick,
thoughout my life this song reminds me the most of you and I.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BROTHER!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/v/2Ztr8j_-gD4&hl=en&fs=1
from Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Friday, September 11, 2009

It Is September The 11th, From Me To You


It Is September The 11th, From Me To You

http://www.youtube.com/v/O0-0PtHNHQU&rel=1


It is a crisp, cool, foggy fall day.
My walk with Tribble dog is now through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Frantic emails from friends at work,
It’s on the net and radio, can you see this on your home TV?
A small plane crash, like Patsy Cline’s Mountain but is it all true?
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

The anchorwoman says that there is just a little bit of falling debris.
“Oh my God!” the whole freaking building is coming down, is what I see!
4 – 5 – 6 more planes are on the way?
No one has a clue…
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

My wife and I are now going to work, past the Calgary International Airport we go.
We see all the passenger planes parked wing tip to wing tip, row upon row.
No jet contrails, no aircraft sounds and for the first time in my life,
only the birds flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Our minds are not on our work, as we are numb through this whole day.
For we hear stories of those who died, helping those who had to stay.
Later more stories of those who bravely stopped the evil that flew.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Entombed in the mountains of debris are up to 3,000 dead, what can one do?
To fight the evil of man, God has shown me, the same as you.
That we must help those who are down, troubled and stand up for love and what is true.
For from this hell we should have learned, that this was our wake up call,
that we all went through.
It is September the 11th, from me to you.

Written by Sir Richard…
For September 11th
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Black And White?


As a kid I remember looking through my family photos and thinking,
that because they were all in black and white.
That way back then, the whole world must have been totally black and white.
I thought that all color in this world must have only come after my birth...
The only hold over was our television set which for some reason unknown to my very young mind, was still black & white yet to be colored?

Now days, things are not so black and white.

Yes, I now know that color photos were just rare and expensive back then.
As I must admit that I so enjoy being blessed, with vision that is color capable and that lets me enjoy all the colors that I can see :)
http://www.youtube.com/v/wS53zuf_X10&hl=en&fs=1
From,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, September 6, 2009

You Don't Know How to Fly?


You know in cartoons, the way someone can run off a cliff
and they're fine but they don't fall, until they look down?
I came to believe that this was the secret of life,
to "Never Look Down" but it's more than that.
It's not just about not looking down,
what it is about is realizing that you're in the middle of the air
and you don't know how to fly. ;)
http://www.youtube.com/v/jv3ujzEC6jg&hl=en&fs=1

From,

Sir Richard....
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Katrina - We Were There


Dedicated to my Brothers & Sisters of our Team and Group:
Samaritans Purse Canada
Katrina Disaster Relief Team #5 - Group #3
Biloxi/Gulfport Mississippi USA
November 19th/05 - December 3rd/05
http://www.youtube.com/v/_FF22cBZJsU&hl=en&fs=1

Photos:
http://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/KatrinaReliefTeam5?authkey=8rWhUkvmPvw#slideshow/4999675849380200466

From your brother in Christ...
Sir Richard
A knight in thy service of the King of Kings!
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, August 22, 2009

A Dark Room, Not Of Their Own Choosing.


Remember as a kid, the feeling of daring yourself to walk across a dark room?
In a way you were excited because you know, you really do know, that there's nothing there to hurt you.
Some people get to choose their dark rooms.
They get to look for places where the fear is only skin-deep but some people are nowhere near that lucky, as sadly the choice is made for them.
I have never known what to say to parents and family of murdered loved ones.
The only thing that I can think of, is to offer them my prayers so that they and their families are given strength as well as comfort during such a difficult time.
While they walk through their dark rooms, not of their own choosing.
http://www.youtube.com/v/sE9AwR0awVQ&hl=en&fs=1
To those who have lost so much.
With Love,

from Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Monday, August 17, 2009

For my Wife with Love, from her Sir Richard


I can hear the neighbors
They're arguing' again
And there hasn't been peace on our street
Since who knows when
I don't mean to listen in
But the shouting' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky guy
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
With the gift of your love
And I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God

I can see that old man
He's walking past our door
And I've been told that he's rich
But he seems so poor, yes he does
'Cause no one comes to call on him
And his phone it never rings
He wanders through his empty home
Surrounded by his things
And silently I say, I say a little prayer, yes I do

But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born a lucky guy
Heaven only knows how I've been blessed
With the gift of your love
And I look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God

Oh and I look around and all that I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God
Oh Lord I'd be lost
But for the grace of God
I'd be lost...
- By Keith Urban

Remember:
"That the will of God will never take you, where the Grace of God will not protect you"

For my wife
with Love, from her - Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Happy Woodstock Weekend


If you can get into this :)
Today I would rather be a trippy hippy, never a yippy and to old to be a yuppy!
I say your "ALL FAROUT", to all my sisters and brothers of 40 years ago,
today tomorrow and yesterday, celebrate your inner youth.
http://www.youtube.com/v/eYKY2lpxMg8&hl=en&fs=1

Happy Woodstock Weekend Man, Dig?
http://www.youtube.com/v/55JMnSUTt8I&hl=en&fs=1

PEACE Eh.

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/
P.S. yes we in Canada know that Arlo Guthrie was born in the USofA.
Sorry, as I can not explain delusional Canadians, it's all still Groovy though, dig?

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Calgary Military Museum

Calgary Military Museum
http://www.themilitarymuseums.com/main/page.php?page_id=1

Sir Richard's Photos:
http://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/CalgaryMilitaryMuseum?authkey=Gv1sRgCO6pkseik6q_zwE#slideshow/5368005317521739234

This Museum is really well done. I hope you enjoy these and or they inspire you to visit your local Museum.
Veterans (former Service People like myself), are admitted FREE!
Sincerely,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Lifes’s Door Ways


Lifes’s Door Ways

Your life is a series of many doors,
each leading into different rooms.
All are filled with, either new challenges,
good or bad and you may find many pleasant surprises.

It is how you open each door that is important!
First, never fear to go forward.
Second, open each door slowly to making sure that you do not
barge into or harm what is on the other side.

Third, announce your passage, as this will enable you to befriend many.
For you will need to live with whom ever you come across.
As you travel onto and through, your life’s next door.

Written by Sir Richard...
aka Richard Abbenbroek
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/


Sir Richard... Dedicates this poem for all of my friends children and children of the many serving, all of our countries over seas! http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=2062289
Remember sadly, at times we all carry our children home but when that happens, that they gave totally of themselves, so all could one day sleep easy every night.

May God bless all our serving men and women.
Sincerely, Sir Richard...

Thursday, July 30, 2009

25 Years Ago Today!


25 years ago today on July 30th 1984 I started with the Calgary Public Library!

Today in History for July 30th = http://www.historyorb.com/events/july/30
My Favorite song of the year 1984 was:
http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=2407761
Many good things have happened for me
and many others, that I have helped because of the Library.
Sincerely

Sir Richard....
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

You don't know how to fly. ;)


You know in cartoons, the way someone can run off a cliff and they're fine but they don't fall, until they look down? I came to believe that this was the secret of life,
to "Never Look Down" but it's more than that. It's not just about not looking, what it is about is realizing that you're in the middle of the air
and you don't know how to fly. ;)
http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=33918873

by Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Monday, July 27, 2009

I am truly blessed to have such a good wife! :)


Sir Richard of Abbenbroek says that today is my wife's the
Lady Joyce and my Wedding Anniversary.
To share the song that I feel is ours, here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/v/NDfH_J4MAUQ&hl=en&fs=1

As I am truly blessed to have such a good wife! :)
Sincerely,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Golden Hawk and Airdrie Air Show Pictures

http://hawkone.ca/

RCAF Golden Hawks

The history of the North American F-86 Sabre (and its variants like the Canadair Sabre models) is closely tied to the beginnings of the Cold War and famously with the Korean War battles with Russian MiG 15's. The Sabre, a swept wing, single seat air superiority fighter is long recognized as one of the finest fighter aircraft of all time and the Sabre 5 and Sabre 6 models built by Canadair at their Montreal plant are considered the most capable of all Sabres. Of the more than 9,500 Sabres constructed worldwide, more than 1,800 were built in Canada in six different variants.

The Canadair Sabre saw operational service both in Canada and with 12 squadrons at Royal Canadian Air Force stations in Europe as part of a large NATO commitment. The most spectacular paint scheme ever to grace the already graceful lines of the Sabre was the livery of the RCAF's precision aerobatic team, the Golden Hawks. The Golden Hawks were created in 1959 to honour the 50th anniversary of powered flight in Canada and the Vintage Wings of Canada Sabre will wear the same metallic gold paint scheme as we celebrate the 100th anniversary of flight in 2009.
http://www.vintagewings.ca/page?a=19&lang=en-CA


Sir Richard's Golden Hawk and Airdrie Air Show Pictures July 22nd 2009:
http://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/GoldenHawks?authkey=Gv1sRgCO-Egu2N-PuMhwE#slideshow/5361134121285532834


I hope that these were of some interest.
Sincerely,

Sir Richard...

http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Sunday, July 19, 2009

The Mist of Fear 20 Years After


The Mist of Fear 20 Years After

I have found that most people change kind of slowly if at all. They are who they are and then after a while, they're someone else. While some people know the exact moment where their lives changed, such as myself.
Either they saw the person they were going to marry or the look in their baby's eyes the first time he/she smiled.
For some people, it's not the good things in life that made them change. It's something they've gone through that makes everything they look at from that moment on, seem very different from how it had always been.
Again I am one of the later group of people, 20 years ago I changed after my youngest daughters abduction.
For from that experience, I learned how to fear for real and to fear all the time but also how to channel this fear of mine to help others.
People like to examine the things that frighten them, to look at them and give them names, so saints look for God, and scientists look for evidence. They're both just trying to take away the mystery, to take away the fear.
That's what I try and do for Parents of Missing Children, to channel that fear, by sharing myself.
Essentially, I am just a good listener. Though I am not a trained social worker, psychiatrist or lawyer. I let the loved ones of the Missing know, that like them. I have already gone through the same fog of despair and horror of a "Missing Loved One", albeit 20 years later.
As I offer them my hand, heart and mind in support, together we walk through the mist of fear together.
http://www.youtube.com/v/OWU2-eUG30A&hl=en&fs=1


by Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Sir Richards 2009 Calgary Stampede

These are Sir Richards impressions of this years 2009 Calgary Stampede.
http://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/2009CalgaryStampede?authkey=Gv1sRgCKTW_Z2njf2VzwE#slideshow/5357298144477264594
I also share these with all those Cowboy Hat and Flip Flopper types :)
Yippy Ky Yi Yaaaa!
from,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Sir Richard's Walking At Work July09

Since my stroke I sort of decided to wake up and smell the roses so to speak.
Thanks to the inspiration of a very close friend who runs and to motivate myself, I take pictures along with walks during breaks and my lunch.
Hence these pictures, which help me with my health an maybe, they may be worthy eye candy for you:
http://picasaweb.google.com/The.Bayohunter/WalkingAtWorkJuly09?authkey=Gv1sRgCKqqptibwL3SDA#slideshow/5357757453047688626
These were all taken in and around the Calgary Public Library and as far as a Calgary Transit can return me.
Any how, "Thank You" for looking. :)
Sincerely,

Sir Richard...

Friday, July 3, 2009

Happy Calgary Stampede - 2009



Ghost Riders In The Sky
http://www.youtube.com/v/BvGk0rNp1Yc&hl=en&fs=1

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
Plowing through the ragged skies and up the cloudy draw...

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry...

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky...

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em yet
Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry...

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from Hell or a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride!
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies...

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi Yaaaaay

Ghost Riders in the sky...
Ghost Riders in the sky...
Ghost Riders in the sky...

by Johnny Cash
*****************
May I Wish You All A Happy Calgary Stampede - 2009
http://cs.calgarystampede.com/
from,

Sir Richard
A knight in thy service of the King of Kings!
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Neda Agha-Soltan - We Will Remember You!

Neda Agha-Soltan the second of three children, Neda lived with her parents in a middle-class neighborhood east of Tehran.

She was a happy, positive person. Though she studied philosophy and religion at the Azad Islamic University, she was more spiritual than religious. She also loved music. She once studied violin but had given it up and was planning to take up piano next. She had just bought a piano, but it had not yet been delivered.

Her demeanor was typically calm, even serene, but she had a quirky, playful sense of humor. A friend recalled that once, when Neda was visiting her friend's house, she picked up a white Teddy bear, took off her big, purple-studded earrings and put them on the bear. Then she removed a necklace from around the neck of a friend and put it around the bear's neck, taking delight in the bear's transformation.

Neda liked to travel and she also believed in human rights but was shot for this...

Buffalo Springfield - For What It's Worth:
http://www.youtube.com/v/SSD89c-147c&hl=en&fs=1

For Neda I pray that she is in now the hands of God.
from Sir Richard
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Saturday, June 20, 2009

What A Wonderful World



I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom, for me and for you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue, clouds of white
The bright blessed days, dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces, of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do
They're really saying, I Love You.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more, than I'll never know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
Oh Yeah...

This video is not extraordinary, but maybe and I Hope,
it makes you happy...maybe.
http://www.youtube.com/v/c5IIXeR5OUI&hl=en&fs=1

With Love from,
Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Love is - Remember when



"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves."
1 Corinthians 13:4-7

With Love from,
http://www.youtube.com/v/VxcLlQEkxxE&hl

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Monday, June 15, 2009

This Is How I Feel Today



Hello Folks,
I am OK in so much that once again I have been stabilized then given more meds and sent home.
Not that I wanted to stay in the Hospital but they were vague on why this happened as they allude to it was just a blood clot that got hung up in my heart somewhere, then into my head and hence my visit.
I was given anti clotting meds, bag after bag so that may have helped dissolve the clot.
Today I am depressed and I feel foolish, I know this is not rational but that is how I feel.
http://www.youtube.com/v/_Ne-CaUfiEQ&hl=en&fs=1
Thanks for asking as your comments mean much to me and always will.
Sincerely,

Sir Richard...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/

Thursday, June 4, 2009

What we members of Team Hope do

What we members of Team Hope do best is share ourselves.
Essentially, we are just good listeners.
Though we are not a trained social workers, psychiatrists or lawyers.
We let the loved ones of the missing know, that like them, we have already gone through the same fog of despair and horror of a "Missing Love One".
As we offer them our hands/hearts and minds in support, together we walk through the mist.

by Sir Richard Abbenbroek...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com

Friday, May 29, 2009

20 Years Ago Today & Still Not Ready To Make Nice


My first steps as a Volunteer

It’s hard to decide where I should start and at the same time very easy for it’s all there. All the memories - pain, fear, stress etc. - are just a recalled flashback away!
My story started simply enough: a failing marriage with a spouse who threatened to leave at any moment and with the spoken and unspoken threat of, “when I leave you will also never see your daughter again!”

Boom! It happened and as I was too close to see, or I did not want to believe, I was taken by surprise!

I shall not go into the reasons or the mental avalanche that I went through. It was hard 20 years ago, for as a male I was told by one police officer to be happy, that since the old lady and kids were gone, why don’t I go have a beer? At the same time I am a male and the stigma of my gender and at that time, people thought I must have done something wrong to bring this about. Hey, you’re a male, just for that alone you probably deserve it!

The fact is that I did not deserve it and no one, female or male deserves it, ever!!

My main concern was for my child. Remember the issues that I did not go into? Well they were many and safety of my daughter was paramount. This person did not take and deny me my daughter because she wanted exclusivity. She took her to extract some sort of warped infliction of pain on me. The proof of this is that in the 20 years plus since I got my child back, she has never tried once to see our daughter. Not that you cannot find me either, as I am not that hard to find, or that she was denied.

For the parents like myself who have lived through this hell, they know what I am talking about. We are all members of an exclusive club that has the highest entrance dues imaginable: the temporary or permanent loss of your own child. Your own flesh and blood, taken due to whatever horror, that you can come up with.

After my daughter was returned to me I wanted to repay those who helped me! Eric Sommerfeldt at Child Find Alberta listened to all my rants, frustrations and pain. During all hours, many days and through many. many, tears.

Even through hard work and a steep learning curve for myself, in a system that at that time had all the odds stacked against me.
I was blessed with the return of my daughter.

I also had help from prayer, my co-workers, family, friends, lawyers, judges, police and many people who I would never have met if not for this tragedy.

I had made 2 promises to God, that if my prayers were answered and my daughter was returned to me safe and sound, then I would make sure that no one I ever came across would have to go through this horror the hard way, like I did. Promise 2, is that I would also become a Christian.

From 1989 to 1991, I helped out with finger printing other people’s kids for Child Find Alberta. That was nice and my daughter had fun helping out as well. It was not really what I wanted to do though and it did not fill the parameters of my self made promise.

I nagged and nagged the office and In 1991 I became a card carrying volunteer of Child Find Alberta.

I was trained by Dave Credland to be a Volunteer Intake Worker for parents of all missing children. I was on call 24 hours a day and seven days a week for Alberta, British Columbia, N.W.T., Nunavut and the Yukon.

While I assist these parents in exploring their options to locate their children, I also give them emotional support while giving/taking information, for essentially I am just a good listener.

Though I am not a trained social worker/psychiatrist or lawyer, what I do let them know is that I am a parent. Who like them, has already gone through the same fog of despair of a missing child. I give them my hand and together, we walk as far as we can.

After I gather the necessary information I send it to the Child Find Case Managers and Investigative Unit via whatever means possible. From that point the case managers then set up appointments and start the process to hopefully recover the Child.

Since then, I have taken 400 plus calls all hours of the day and night and in some of the strangest places.

Once, I was out of town and on a power pole assisting in the installation of a new power line to my parent’s new garage on their acreage. I was passed up a cell phone with a distressed parent of a missing child on the other end. I relied on my memory of the conversation to write my report. At that time of Child Find Alberta’s operations, I was afraid that I would lose the call, if I moved or hung up for a moment. So I stayed on my pole and the bonus was that I also had a great view of the Rockies!

One of my scariest calls and we all have one, is a call that I received at 3 AM from a young man who informed me that he had run away from out of province and he had just arrived in Calgary. He went on to inform me that he was getting no help from anyone even though he was a reported “runaway”. The Police and drop in centers would not help him and I was his last resort.

With help from my current wife I was able to contact the Calgary City Police Services and they were going to send a car around to this young man.

He threatened suicide if I did not come down to where he was and help him out. I explained that I could not come down to where he was and that the Police would soon be there to help him out. Then he abruptly said well, “That’s it!” “Thanks for nothing!” “My death will be on your hands” and he hung up.

I sat there in the dark enveloped in the chilling silence and just did not know what to do.

The Police dispatch said that a car was to be dispatched but how long would that take and was this young man still at that location??
Both my wife and I just stared at each other and I was torn about going but that was not in my training, as I had done all that I could do.

I did not sleep much that night and the next day I was informed by Dave Credland that when the Police arrived at that young man’s location.
That there was, not just one young person but also several others. Who, if I ignored my training and went down to assist him, they would have promptly robbed me for my efforts. This young man not only was a runaway from out of province but one with a long list of warrants for his arrest.

These are again just two of my bizarre stories that we, who do this kind of volunteer work sometimes, come across.
Through all of these calls and experiences I was lucky enough to keep my promise.
This again, was to make sure that no one that I ever came across would have to go through this horror the hard way, like I did.

I then had the honor to be chosen to attend training and become a member of an organization called Team H.O.P.E. (Help Offering Parents Empowerment) this organization is just one part of the National Centre for Missing and Exploited Children, which was co-founded by John Walsh of “America’s Most Wanted”, after the murder of his son Adam.

I take all calls related to missing children. I am able to handle these through the extensive training that I received. Also I am now proudly part of the team called the “Grief Busters”, which is Team H.O.P.E.’s most western group of volunteers. Within this organization I have worked on missing children calls all over North America.

For I now have more knowledge to offer and I am making great headway to keeping my self made promise. For my promise continues and will probably continue till I do not.

In 2004, I became a Christian, to keep my second part of my 2 promises. I am very proud of this and I am also in awe at how far that has I come since I was the very distraught parent of 20 plus years ago today.

by Sir Richard Abbenbroek...
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.com/