Anticipation!

Where does the time go?  It seems just like yesterday there was snow all around, now the rain has come and there isn't such a chill in the air...spring is just around the bend...i can almost see it, smell it, touch it...Come Spring, Come quickly.

More Than Forgiveness · Max Lucado

More Than Forgiveness · Max Lucado

Angels are Real

Angels are Real

Angels are real

They're all around us...

In the face of your precious child

The eyes of a total stranger

In the hungry cry of a newborn from another

country

Within memories of loved ones

Even present around that long ago manger

So remember this next time

Help the homeless on the corner

Or anyone who is in need

Look around you and think...

Without a doubt Angels are real

And they're all around us.

~~Shannon King~~

Sunshine

Sunshine, Sunshine

Light and airy,

Brightens my days,

Warm and merry.

Sunshine, Sunshine

Illuminates my face,

Awakens my soul,

Looks beautiful in this place.

~~Shannon King~~

Quiet Morning

Such a beautiful and quiet morning at 5am....Woke up to take the hubby to work. It just amazes me how quiet and still the world is at that hour...for some reason it reminds me of when my babies were tiny and woke often in the middle of the night, hungry or wet...those times were so sweet and quiet, all the world still asleep and seemingly innocent...

RESEMBLANCE

We are most like beasts when we kill. We are most like men when we judge. We are most like God when we forgive. Author unknown

Don't quit

As i was reading this story...i just felt the need to share it with others...it is a story by Charles R. Swindoll... Ignace Jan Paderewski, the famous composer-pianist, was scheduled to perform at a great concert hall in America. It was an evening to remember--black tuxedos and long evening dresses, a high-society extravaganza. Present in the audience that evening was a mother with her fidgety nine-year old son. Weary of waiting. he squirmed constantly in his seat. His mother was in hopes that her son would be encouraged to practice the piano if he could just hear the immortal Paderewski at the keyboard. So--against his wishes--he had come. As she turned to talk with friends, her son could stay seated no longer. He slipped away from her side, strangely drawn to the ebony concert grand Steinway and its leather tufted stool, staring wide-eyed at the black and white keys. He placed his small, trembling fingers in the right location and began to play "Chopsticks." The roar of the crowd was hushed as hundreds of frowning faces pointed in his direction. Irritated and embarrassed, they began to shout: "Get that boy away from there!" "Who'd bring a kid that young in here!" "Where's his mother?" "Somebody stop him!" Backstage, the master overheard the sounds out front and quickly put together in his mind what was happening. Hurriedly, he grabbed his coat and rushed toward the stage. Without one word of announcement he stooped over behind the boy, reached around both sides, and began to improvise a countermelody to harmonize with and enhance "Chopsticks". As the two of them played together, Paderewski kept whispering in the boy's ear: Keep going. Don't quit. Keep on playing...don't stop...don't quit. And so it is with us. We hammer away on our project, which seems about as insignificant as "Chopsticks" in a concert hall. And about the time we are ready to give up, along comes the Master, who leans over and whispers: Now keep going; don't quit. Keep on..don't stop; don't quit, as He improvises on our behalf, providing just the right touch at just the right moment.

...waiting...

...getting ready to go to the doctor to get results...it seems like i am always waiting for some test result....i am just thinking that it is a good thing that God is so patient when waiting for results from me...i am stubborn and slow to learn...He sometimes has to hit me over the head to get me to see something He is trying to show me...often more that once...(hit me over the head, i mean)...i need to slow down and listen what God is saying and learn some patience as well...breathe, listen, slow down, breathe, listen, slow down...etc...after all, waiting can be good for you...

Too Wonderful

"Some of God's attributes are too wonderful to understand. But even if they remain darkness to the intellect, let them be sunshine for your soul." Author unknown

Blessings...

...i just was thinking i have so many things to be thankful for....God has provided so much for me, sometimes i just sit back and bask in all my blessings...i am reminded of that song... "count your blessings, name them one by one, count your many blessings see what God has done".... so that is what i will do today, i wil reflect on all the blessings God has given me, in spite of myself...He is so Amazing and i am so thankful that He... loves... me....I am so grateful that He chose to send His only son to die on that old rugged cross so many years ago, to provide a way for me to be washed clean and set free....it still amazes me to think about what He did, and i wonder could i do the same thing...no...i don't think i could be that selfless...and i am humbled to think that He did not even hesitate to offer His one and only son...i would have to say my cup runneth over in the blessing department...i'm off to try to count them..it may take awhile...May God's face shine on all who pass this way on their journey today...

Lay your burdens down at His feet

...so my son's school calls today around 4pm to tell me that he was injured and was having trouble breathing, and like any responsible parent i rushed over there to check him out...he was running and felt something pop in his chest and then had trouble catching a breath...so they had him lay down and breathe slowly until i got there...all the while i am thinking okay so maybe he has a broken rib and it has punctured his lungs (you know what i am talking about) so i am trying to get there fast but not get a ticket...lol...that situation turns into an emergency doctor visit and and an xray...no punctured lung...:) but possible broken or dislocated rib...he will not be wrestling at his meet...now i say all this for a reason...the first thing i did when his school called was panic and speed (a little) but did i really pray...no...i sometimes do this (being honest now)when things get scary with my kids, i did say a short prayer (i think i remember doing this)but not the kind that i should have or wish i would have...I praise God because He still loves me even in spite of myself, He is Good All the time no matter if we are or not...I praise God because He chooses to bless me even when i (in my panic) forget to go to Him and give Him my burden, I choose to praise God in the good times and I choose to praise God in the not so good times...Tonight i praise God that my son is going to be okay and that i have been blessed with a wonderful husband who in the midst of all of this was home taking care of the other children and making us a nice hot dinner....