Seeing the Good

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“We should not judge another person’s story, by the chapter we walk in on.”

Caralyn, from beautybeyondbones.

Too often we judge people, don’t we? with only knowing a small piece of the story.

And for that person it can be absolutely devastating. Some people don’t come back from that type of judgment.

The holiday season is a great time to see the good in people. We can spread a little more joy and love that way!

Let’s have a great holiday season, by not judging others.

Note: Please check out Caralyn’s blog, beautybeyondbones. She has an amazing story of overcoming an eating disorder.



Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Happy New Year!


Happy New Year everyone! No I’ve not had too much eggnog!

Ok, I admit it, it’s not really the New Year quite yet, but I’m taking a little break, and it will be 2019 soon!

And this is a good time to say thank you for a wonderful year. So thank you!

I realize my work is not as popular as it once was, but I’m still having a great time. I love writing even though I don’t make any money from it!

On my break I’ll be spending time with family, and working on my novel that I’ve mentioned before.

I’ve learned and grown this past year so I’m redirecting the novel, just slightly to reflect that.

I need to recharge, and I’m beginning a new exercise program! I want look good for my honey, who I refer to as My Love!

I have scheduled a few posts until I return.

My wife and I wish you a healthy, happy 2019, great peace, and wonderful blessings!!!


Writing and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

As the Waterfalls Freeze


As the waterfalls freeze in the mountains there is no sorrow,

no lamenting over what we once had, only the waiting

for a new sun, as our attention turns indoors,

to apple pies with ice cream, and

the holidays with family,

slowly rising

on the horizon.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies

The Reluctant Angel II

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On his way to Memorial Hospital, Henry Vu received a transmission from the Angel Command Center. As he was flying, he saw the story of the Martinez family. Months of young Pedro being in the hospital had completely drained the family, emotionally and financially. Even with the current health care reform, the Martinez family owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in hospital and medical bills. Medication alone cost $1,300 per day!

Worst of all, young Pedro was losing his battle against a terrible disease. As Henry coasted into the hospital air space, he saw on the video, young Pedro in a glass enclosed cubicle with tubes everywhere. Was that a probe in the child’s head? “God have mercy!”, he said out loud. He decided to come into the hallway invisible, but nothing could have prepared him for the shocking scene, once he looked into the room. There were more tubes in the cubicle, than there was of Pedro. Was it against the rules for an angel to cry? Either way he got out his handkerchief.

A doctor and nurse entered the room as Henry watched, still invisible. They were looking at Pedro’s charts and the machines he was plugged into. The doctor shook her head no, and said, “I don’t like the look of this at all.” “His blood pressure is dropping, and his numbers do not look good.” “You better call his parents, and the chaplain.” “I don’t think he’s going to make it through the night.”

Raul and Maria Martinez were sleeping, but got dressed quickly once they got the call. In a church close to the hospital, Rev. Leon Jackson received a page explaining the situation. Even though the church was in the middle of a children’s Christmas program, he whispered into his wife’s ear, and prepared to leave. His wife Cheryl would ask the church to pray.

As Henry stood in the room, now alone with Pedro he felt unworthy. He knew his instructions, but could he do it? Why did some people live and others die? He heard Gabriel’s voice in his ear, “You can do this!” Praying silently, and still invisible, Henry reached his hand in through the portal of glass, taking Pedro’s hand in his.

As he did, Rev. Jackson was in the hospital lobby, and then in the elevator going up. Henry felt a sudden sense of light come flooding into him. The light became brighter, and then brighter, and Henry could not keep his identity hidden – he was clearly visible now, along with the light of ten thousand suns. No one saw him but Henry was now in his natural white robe, and his wings expanded. The light flooded him, and the whole room – even brighter, and brighter still, surrounding young Pedro’s body with the light from heaven.

The light was shining so intensely it went through windows, walls, and down the hallway, it was burning, a pure white light that could be seen for blocks, out of the 4th story of Memorial Hospital. Several motorists outside stopped in awe, just to look at the brightness, wondering what it was.

Rev. Leon Jackson got off the elevator, and immediately had to cover his face because he was blinded by the light. Were those angel’s wings? “Dear God!” he said out loud. Then suddenly the light went out.

But Henry Vu was still standing there, in all his angel glory, unable to disguise himself due to the drain of his supernatural power. Rev. Jackson took off his hat, and slowly approached Pedro’s room. With his back still towards Rev. Jackson, Henry Vu said, “Come in Rev. Jackson, I have an important job for you to do.” Rev. Jackson gulped hard, and walked through the door.


Note: The wonderful conclusion tomorrow night! Henry Vu gets to see how the different families are doing, and the amazing results of a few miracles.


Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Merry Christmas Everyone!

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From our home to yours, Mrs. Nicodemas and I wish you all the best during this holiday season. May you experience peace, love, good health, and joy, now and in the upcoming year! Many of you do not celebrate Christmas so regardless of your faith we wish you all the same!

In thinking about the year 2015, I’m reminded of the line from Charles Dickens, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Let’s look forward with hope in our hearts, that 2016 will be a good one.

For many years our family did not celebrate Christmas (due to some wrong thinking), so now we do in a big way! We have taken Christmas into our hearts once again.

Here is some music from Lindsey Stirling.

We wish you peace!


Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

video from youtube, music from Lindsey Stirling

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Reluctant Angel

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He didn’t feel much like an angel. He hadn’t really lived right when he was alive, and didn’t turn things around for the better, until the end. But something did happen to him, and he started caring about people, started doing some good in the world. Then there was the car accident, and now here he was an angel, complete with wings (which he always kept hidden), assigned to the Christmas detail, which was always the toughest assignment.

Originally from Vietnam, Henry Vu had just saved several people from a raging blizzard, and was assigned next, to help Caroline Jenkins and her two daughters, aged 6 and 8 years old. Sgt. Tom Jenkins had just been killed about one month ago, fighting the Taliban, in Afghanistan. His family was devastated. Jessica, who just 8 years old, was talking of suicide, and 6 year old Jasmine, was in complete despair that she would never see Daddy again. Tom’s wife had taken up drinking, which she had never done before, and she was filled with hate for all Muslims, no matter who they were. Henry Vu sighed heavily as he headed their way.

Rather than burst into their living room, as a living light, Henry decided to use some carolers from a local church. Two van loads of people from a church were driving through the area. Henry popped into their van unseen. Sitting next to the driver, Henry whispered into her ear, “Dakota Avenue, we need to go down Dakota Avenue.”

Sure enough it worked! “We need to go down Dakota Avenue”, the driver said. As they pulled up and unloaded, the first house they came to was the Jenkins house. “Let’s sing Silent Night!”, someone said. 19 year old Luke ran up the steps to ring the doorbell, and the group started singing, “Silent Night, Holy night…..”

Inside Caroline was startled, but headed for the door, Jessica and Jasmine ran, yelling, “Who is it Mommy??” Caroline didn’t know who it was, but popped a mint in her mouth to cover the smell of alcohol.

As she opened the door, the music pierced Caroline’s heart with both pain and joy. It was her husband Tom’s favorite Christmas carol. Tears began streaming down her face, Jessica said, “Mommy?” By the middle of the song Caroline broke down, not able to contain the grief any longer. She fell to her knees, crying and wailing.

Henry Vu watched from a rooftop across the street, realizing it was not over yet. The carolers stopped. They prayed quietly, and one of their group rushed to Caroline’s side. Linda Cunningham had compassion the size an ocean, and said, “What is it sweetheart?” The response broke everyone’s heart. “My husband is dead!!!” There was more wailing, Linda held her, and began weeping herself. She knew what grief could do to a person. Linda’s husband had died just one year ago, from cancer.

As Henry Vu watched the two women continue to talk on the doorstep, he received instructions for his next assignment. It was an emergency at Memorial Hospital, and he would have to leave immediately. 5 month old Pedro Martinez was fighting for his life, in the Neo Natal ICU. Henry started that way and said, “This is going to be a tough one.”

To be continued.


          Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Carol of the Bells

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If you’ve not heard of the Piano Guys yet, they have a lot of wonderful music. They should actually be called the Piano and Cello Guys, because the cello is the main instrument focus on much of their music.

      As we approach even closer to December 25th and the New Year, may we continue to remember those around the world that have very little to be happy about. Please give a little extra, say a few prayers, think some positive thoughts for them.

I will be having some more music here, for the next few days.

I wish you peace!


Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

video from youtube, music from the Piano Guys

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Holidays

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We need this holiday season, I’m convinced of it. And it’s ok to have a season of celebration, even though many say, they wish it was shorter! Many of us have said that this season is too commercial, too money driven, and that the original meaning of Christmas is lost. Yes that is true, but is there anything wrong with promoting peace on earth, with a sense of joy and hope? No, of course not.

Maybe we should scale back, spending less on us, and giving more in alms to the poor. Maybe we should serve meals at a homeless shelter. And yes, there is the need for us to rest, and pull back our own sense of busyness. Contemplating our own lives, loving our neighbor, and thinking about the upcoming year are always good!

And the world is multicultural, not everyone celebrates Christmas. Diwali and Chanukah were just recently celebrated, and at the end of the year is Kwanzaa. I love cultures, and you can see that in my writing. I think it’s time we as Christians stop worrying about what we think has been diluted, or taken away, especially with Christmas. We need to accept our brothers and sisters of different faiths, and those who have no faith. Why? Because that is what the Creator does. Let’s follow His example.

When we love people, we give them hope.

Best wishes for a wonderful and peaceful holiday season!


Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”