tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73242338294344887102024-03-19T03:14:09.836-07:00~ Rose Petals~~ Rose Petals "I am but a Rose in your hands ~Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-41839453953019404622019-09-15T09:25:00.001-07:002019-09-15T09:25:46.003-07:00Man in "Da Moon"<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Man in "Da Moon I have spent many nights with you<br />
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Patiently I wait till sun turns to dusk<br />
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Out on my balcony looking for you<br />
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I have so much to say I can hardly wait<br />
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Knowing you'll be here, here in my view<br />
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Man in "Da "Moon you know me so well<br />
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I speak from my heart I tell you my dreams<br />
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I whisper so no one will hear what I want you to know<br />
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What is meant for you and you alone<br />
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Man in "Da" Moon I have spent many nights with you<br />
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Patiently I wait till sun turns to dusk<br />
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Out on my balcony looking for you<br />
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I have so much to say I can hardly wait<br />
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Knowing you'll be here, here in my view<br />
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Man in "Da" Moon I am waiting on you<br />
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You'er a dear friend you keep my secrets close to your heart<br />
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I whisper them in your ear so no one will hear<br />
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What is meant for you, you alone<br />
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I miss you when the skies are gray and you'er hidden from view<br />
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Out on my balcony cold and alone you'er not in the sky<br />
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You'er no where in sight on cold winters nights<br />
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I'll wait for you when you return<br />
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I'll keep all my secrets, hopes and dreams<br />
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I'll whisper them to know one, know one but you<br />
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Man in "Da"Moon I have spent many nights with you<br />
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I patiently wait till sun turns to dusk<br />
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Out on my balcony looking for you<br />
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I have so much to say I can hardly wait<br />
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Knowing you'll be here, here in my view<br />
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Until that time Man in "Da" Moon I'll meet you in my dreams<br />
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Under a blanket dreaming of you......... <br />
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Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-47472356987213495952019-09-15T06:42:00.001-07:002019-09-15T06:42:29.986-07:00To New Beginnings <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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And so it begins a new chapter in the book of life.<br />
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I am writing a new page one filled with excitement and adventure.<br />
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There will be many hills to climb and roads leading to where?<br />
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Your guess is as good as mine dear readers!<br />
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I will climb aboard the train that life has so kindly provided me and see where it takes me.<br />
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Awe an adventure awaits.<br />
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Am I ready?<br />
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Probably not, but I have never been one to shy away from excitement.<br />
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All photos: Are either from my personal album or borrowed.Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-624750495486205542018-01-14T11:30:00.001-08:002019-10-05T09:39:05.064-07:00To Dream The Impossible<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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To dream the impossible dream is to go outside of your comfort zone!<br />
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To achieve your greatness you must first overcome your fear of failure.<br />
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Words of wisdom handed out like candy, by so many great men and women who dared to dream.<br />
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Walt Disney said it best "It's kind of fun to do the impossible"<br />
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It's easier to come up with a thousand reasons why we can't follow a dream and harder to come up with one good reason why!<br />
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Fear of failure is one of the biggest obstacles we place in our own way.<br />
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We don't stop to ask the question of what if I succeed? Well what if you do succeed?<br />
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Would that be a bad thing? I'm guessing it wouldn't be,we focus more on the failing than the success.<br />
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Having a dream is a wish the heart makes, in order to make it happen you must first take that step.<br />
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Another wonderful quote by Mr. Disney himself.<br />
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Who knew that a man who made his living off of a mouse and being a kid at heart would be so insightful on the way's of the world and have sound advice for those who are brave enough to dream..<br />
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Yet here I am typing away dreaming and trying my hand at getting out of my own way by following my dream.<br />
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Yes Mr. Mouse you have inspired me to reach for the moon and take a magic carpet ride down the milky way on a bed of stars,<br />
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And perhaps a bit of pixie dust is just the magic I will need to make my dreams a reality.<br />
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There is no guarantee that I will overcome the reasons why I should play it safe after all its been my go to for so long. Awe a bad habit one that I will need to break yes with my mousy quotes and a dream in my heart I shall do my best to get out of my own way.<br />
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Fear is not a pretty thing, it takes away from the possibilities by making it a impossibility.<br />
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One that is not in the scriptures.<br />
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In many of t he quotes that "God" has placed in our hearts is to trust. Many times over "He has asked us to trust Him' to lean on "His understanding and not that of our own.<br />
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And yet we constantly second guess "His wisdom! As if we know better! If that were the case we wouldn't be in such a pickle nor standing at cross roads wondering which way to go?<br />
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Just an observation on human nature.<br />
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I never really paid much mind to Mr. Mouse himself, the biggest kid on the planet, that is until recently. Mr Disney was definitely an insightful man.<br />
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He has given me food for thought along with a generous helping of wonderful quotes to fall back on.<br />
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As I stand at the doorway of my cross roads, I'll take the advice of my "Lord and lean on his understanding and not that of my own!<br />
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Trusting is not as easy as it sounds it has never been my strong suit.<br />
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And truth be told I have all but mastered the art of second guessing myself.<br />
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I am a work in progress I come with many broken pieces, and each one of them has a story to tell.<br />
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My scares you cannot see, they are beautiful and are held together with golden thread.<br />
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I am not a perfect soul nor do I pretend to be, I have many faults and many good qualities. Who I am is a reflection of who I once was.<br />
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I am a work in progress a work that my "Lord has been mending and stitching together for some time. In his capable hands and on "His work bench I will be until "He is done working on me until that day comes when my "Lord" say's child your are complete!!<br />
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As Mr. Mouse himself has said "What ever you do, Do it well "All our dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them"<br />
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<b>"God answers prayers in his time,in his way.</b><br />
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<b>Back</b><b> in 2001 while living in Sacramento California, I received a special gift one that money can't buy. </b><br />
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<b>During this time I had moved several times, including a move back to Colorado.</b><br />
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<b> In my travels I carelessly missed placed this special gift. I searched every where I could think of with no luck in finding my gift.</b><br />
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<b>I asked around in hopes that some one would be able to guide me in obtaining a replacement. I knew deep in my heart it was a gamble.</b><br />
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<b>After some time I gave up hope and put it out of my mind. I realized that through my carelessness my gift was lost to me here upon this earth.</b><br />
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<b>Or so I thought!</b><br />
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<b>Our heavenly Father has a way of answering prayers when you least expect. His timing is not mans'</b><br />
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<b>Recently I was invited to join a social group. My first reaction was, not another group invite!</b><br />
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<b>I reluctantly joined, thinking I wouldn't participate much. Boy was I wrong! I read their post's and shared some of their photos ect...</b><br />
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<b>As I was scrolling through their page a question caught my eye.</b><br />
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<b> The person had fallen into the same dilemma as I had.</b><br />
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<b>They too had lost a precious gift and was asking this group if they knew where they could find help in obtaining a copy of their gift.</b><br />
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<b>As I sat at the edge of my seat reading all the answers hope had filled my heart. Maybe just maybe I too can find the answer I was looking for.</b><br />
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<b>Some of the lovely souls were helpful some gave little hope for the person asking. </b><br />
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<b>I didn't let this stop me from following the groups advice to the person asking for answers. I went to the web site some had suggested and followed the instructions to the letter.</b><br />
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<b>Then the wait was on. This was going to be hard! I didn't know if and when I would hear back and was I really ready to hear the answer? </b><br />
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<b>What if I was waiting in vain? What if they couldn't help me? Oh all the questions that ran through my mind.</b><br />
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<b>It wasn't long before I received an email asking me to return to the site and log back in. With my heart beating in my throat and with shaky hands I logged in.</b><br />
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<b>There in bold letter were the words I was hoping for, request filled!</b><br />
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<b>I sat there staring at my computer screen, in disbelief. My long awaited prayer had been answered! The lost had been found, hope filled my heart as I sat there in my chair giving thanks to my "Lord for returning my treasure. </b><br />
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<b>This time I won't be so careless with this priceless gift.</b><br />
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<b>It may have taken my "Lord sixteen (16) years to answer my prayer, but it was in his time and not in mans'!</b><br />
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<b>Never give up hope in having your prayers answered. "God does hear you even when you think he isn't listening.</b><br />
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<b>Psalms 34: 17 The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth, and delivereth them out of all their troubles".</b><br />
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<br />Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-21662656104128571282015-01-25T16:32:00.001-08:002015-01-25T16:32:54.131-08:00In His Foot Steps<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last week while attending church. A key speaker brought up a good question.<br />
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Many are familiar with the phrase what would Jesus do?<br />
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The speaker took it a bit further.<br />
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He asked the congregation to imagine "Jesus standing next to you, and you could see him? <br />
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And then he asked the question. If you could see "Jesus<br />
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Would you act differently?<br />
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Would you speak in a softer tone?<br />
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Would you take more time in thinking before speaking?<br />
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Well if you know this gal, then you would know the wheels were turning right about then.<br />
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This had me wondering if I would change my behavior and if so in which way?<br />
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I decided to take this question with me through out the week. I had no idea what I was about to get myself into! <br />
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My week started out un-eventful. for the most part. Then I hit a few pot holes,ok this was not going to be easy. It seemed like every road raged, crazy driver was out to get me!<br />
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I found myself becoming frustrated, then before I acted like those sweet wild eyed darlings, I turned to the empty seat beside me, and I imagined "Jesus sitting there.<br />
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Oh this was not going to be easy. I was going to be tested yet again. This time with a a caller, oh the fellow on the other line chewed me out for not picking up when he called he first time!<br />
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My first reaction was to spew some wise crack at this darling soul! Then I imagined "Jesus standing nest to me<br />
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.I would have liked to ask "Jesus to please step out of the room so that I may tell this fellow what I truly thought, but instead I tried to be patient as I listened to the caller. <br />
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I put myself through this challenge. I must be a glutton for punishment.<br />
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There has been many times through out this challenge, that I was gently reminded of "What would "Jesus do?<br />
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The point is. If we could really see "Jesus we would indeed change how we treat one another.<br />
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Proverbs:29:22 An angry man stirreth up strife, and a furious man aboundeth in transgression. <br />
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If we react tot he negativity sent our way, we are no better than the person acting out in frustration. Its a no win situation.<br />
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I know from experience that I don't feel good about myself, after dipping into the negativity pool and I can safely assume the other person doesn't either.<br />
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Proverbs 29:23 A mans pride will bring him low; but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit. <br />
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I will walk away from this weeks challenge, with a better understanding of how I react to negativity. I'm no saint, I have a lot of work ahead of me. I will use this new found tool to help me walk in the foot steps of "Jesus."<br />
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I am a work in progress "God and I are working on me, when we are done I will be a masterpiece a work of art. Until then on the "Masters work bench is where I shall remain.............................................<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">"The earth,O Lord,is full of thy mercy; teach me thy status" </span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> I have had to learn many a lesson this past week, and psalm 119:64 has spoken volumes to me. I had to learn the meaning of mercy,grace,compassion,humility, and how to be humble.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">And what it truly meant to be "Christ like, by showing kindness while being in the service of man.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">For the past twenty years it has been drummed into my brain to allow my clients to do as much for themselves as they possibly can. </span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">But this past week I was given a task that in my mind was taking this away from one of my clients, and I found this to be one of the hardest tings for me to do,to just sit back and allow my client to depend on me more than I thought they should.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">This was going to be the beginning of my lesson, a test that I wasn't sure I was going to pass. But none the less it was and is my test. I see that now, with the help of a kind soul who showed me this opportunity that I was given.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">As I prayed over this situation little did I know, my answer was going to come quickly. This kind soul, was being used to help guide me through this process. I have often said "God places people our lives at just the right time to help us along our journey.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I won't bore you with all the details, that's not what this blog is about. Its about understanding the meaning behind compassion, and mercy. In the bible we see how merciful, and compassionate the "Lord has been to man starting with the fall of man.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Mercy is an expression of love, and isn't that one of "God's greatest gift to man not to mention His commandment for us to love one another as He has loved us!</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Teach me thy status: Teach me to be "Christlike. To have humility to help the poor in spirit, to meet the needs of those less fortunate than myself. To show compassion again a sign of love.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">This was not an act of kindness, again another expression of love. Showing kindness to someone less fortunate than myself is an act of love. Showing tenderness and having compassion for my client is a lesson well worth learning.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I assumed my client didn't need my help, I assumed to much. What I didn't see was perhaps the scares that lay deep with in them. The very scares that only they and "God know about. I assumed my client didn't need my help and perhaps they don't, perhaps it's me that needed them more than they needed me!</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I only know that from here on out I will look at my client through the eye's of love, through my spirit eye's and not from a medical stance! What lays beneath the surface is more than human eyes' can see.</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">To be in the service of man, is to be in the service of "God." Verily I say unto you, in as much as ye have done it unto one of the least of these brethren, ye have done it unto me." Matthew 25:40</span></span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">"I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my adversities.: Psalms: 31:7 </span></span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of my callings in life has been to aide the sick.I have done this for the past twenty years. Day in and day out. I tend to those who can't do for themselves.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I assist with dressing; and helping folks brush their hair and teeth. </span></b></span><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I help them put on their sock's and shoes. It doesn't end their some of the folks I care for need extra help in getting in and out of bed.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's a part of who I am. I am not good at letting others take care of me. That is just part of being the caregiver. Anyone in the health care industry can attest to this. We make bad patients but we are fabulous at our callings.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Recently I lost my dad; he didn't suffer. He actually went peacefully in his sleep. My brothers were with him; that in it's self has brought some comfort to this gal.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My dad had a kind loving and very giving heart. He loved to kid around. He would tell you a story, not just any story, but rather a tale that had you wondering if he was making it up; chances were he was. Then he would bust out with a belly laugh. My siblings and I would laugh right along side of him after we exclaimed oh dad!</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We knew we had been had. I shall miss his pranks, that's for sure. Since my dad's passing I received a few call's from the agency that took care of pop's. Honestly I find them to be unnerving and I had to ask myself why?</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As a caregiver I deal with death on a daily basis, it's part of the job, but now the shoe was on the other foot as I find myself being the one someone reaches out to. Yes they are doing their job, I tell myself as I ignore their call's.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No I don't wish to sit in on your grief counseling groups, and no I don't wish to chit chat with strangers about my loss! And no I am not wanting to call you back to let you know how I'm doing!</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Again I know these fine folks are just doing their job; just as I have done in the past and continue to do so to-date.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As I said before the shoe is now on my foot and I now know how my clients must feel when I ask is there anything I can do for them as they say goodbye to their loved one.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No we don't want to discuss our grief with family and friends let alone total strangers. What we want is time to heal. Time to process what has taken place; time to mourn our loss. We need time just plain old time.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Calling once a month only adds to the stress. Your well meaning calls only confirm our loss and frankly some of us are not ready to face the reality.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />You may wonder why I chose to write about my grief then to talk to a grief counselor. Simple answer, I'm not sitting across from anyone. There is no eye contact, no well meaning looks. No I'm sorry for your loss; simply no words being spoke other than those of my heart!</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Grief comes in many forms and so does healing; and for me writing has always been my outlet. I can express myself with out fear of being judged, not that I care these days as to who feels the need to judge me. That comes with age and that my dears is another story one I won't bore you with.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We all go through the pain of loosing a loved one; there is no getting around that. We all feel the sting that death leave's behind. What we don't realize is that every one deals with loss differently. I can't say to you I know how you feel and you to me.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The truth is my loss is not like yours nor yours like mine. We all have our own personal feelings and how we deal with it is uniquely our own. What I can do is have empathy for what you're going through. Other than that were on our own.</span></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Funny how that works. My dad will always be my hero, I will treasure the memories that we made. I may share a tale or two with those I chose to let into my memory box. But for now I'll hang on to them just a bit longer.</span></span></b><br />
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Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-44483269252317808762014-10-06T16:13:00.001-07:002014-10-06T16:13:59.429-07:00Every Rose has a Story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Every rose has a story to tell. By looking at it one would say awe how pretty or gee it sure smells good. Some folks will walk by with out a second glance.<br />
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But every rose is unique, no two are alike. They come in different sizes shapes and colors.<br />
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Though they are unique in their own way, they have a common bond. They need water; soil and sun to help them grow.<br />
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We are no different than the rose that we admire. We too come in many forms; and we each come with a story.<br />
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We are unique in our own way, and like the rose some will be over looked; while others will be admired. Like the rose we too need to be nurtured in order to grow.<br />
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We so often focus on our bodies, or at least some folks do; and this gal is not one of them! Don't get me wrong, I'm good with all you die hard gym goers.My focus is on the spirit. I enjoy working it out with the I wonders."<br />
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What don't tell me you don't know what that is! The wonders is simply a person who wonders how this or that works, the I wonder whys' in life. The lessons learned are many and there are times when the wonders lead one down another path in order to get the answer. Awe a great work out for the soul.<br />
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There are times when the wonders only leave a soul wanting more, looking for answers that may not be answered here on this earth, but still the wonders will take a soul on a journey. <br />
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While out and about, I enjoy the beauty of this earth from the sky to the grass, that's what wonder's do (teee -heeeeee) or perhaps that's what kids do! Either way it's always a good work out to wonder why life works the way it does.<br />
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Every soul is like a rose, each one unique each one has many petals. I often compare the soul to a rose, with many petals waiting to tell its story. .If you take the time to pull back a petal within your soul it will expose all the beauty it posses.<br />
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Next time you venture out, stop along the way to admire a rose. Enjoy its fragrance; as you compare it to your own inner beauty. We are all unique in our own way. We need to feed both our bodies as well as our souls.<br />
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Learn to pull back a petal of your own soul, let it's beauty shine through. Ask plenty of questions take a trip through the wonder's see where it leads you.<br />
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You may be pleasantly surprised as to how much you just might learn about yourself.<br />
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"I am but a rose in your hand's. I am a work in progress, "God and I are working on me. When I am done I will be a work of art, a master piece. Until then! On "God's work bench is where I shall remain.............<br />
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Matthew 19:26 Jesus beheld them, and said unto them, With man this is impossible; but with God all things are possible." (KJV)<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Recently I read a inspirational book, it started me thinking about the endless possibilities that lay in store for not only myself but for all that seek them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">To be perfectly honest I hadn't given much thought to what "God was trying to say to me, in regards to this matter. That was until I picked up a book written by a pastor, whom I just realized that "God had put him in my path to see the endless possibilities that He has in store for not only myself, but for you as well. </span><br />
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And this is where my journey begins. As I started to ponder the meaning of endless possibilities, I realized that, there is no end to what "God wants to bless His children with. He has a warehouse filled with many blessings. Blessings that are waiting for His children to claim.<br />
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I had to wrap my mind around this endless business! Wow when I stopped to think about what this meant it was just a bit over whelming to say the least. To think that "God loved me and you that much, that He is willing to give us our hearts desire!<br />
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And all we have to do in return is, to keep our minds single to His! To stay close to Him, now that's one sweet deal. But as I have said many times before, there is a battle going on with in our own minds that we can't seem to phantom the idea that someone would love us that much that they in this case "God would want the very best for us.<br />
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Lets face it we are so use to having to battle for every little thing we have, that when someone wants to hand over the goodies we kind of think ummm ok what's the catch? And what's in it for you? Yes we are a suspicious lot.<br />
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In this case "God is saying I want to give you your hearts desire. I want you to have more than you have right now. I want you to live in a lap of luxury. I want to see My children prosper. I want their cup's to run over with goodness and mercy all the day's of their natural born lives.<br />
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With man this would be impossible to obtain our hearts desire. It would take most of us a life time to achieve this and that's if we don't become discouraged and think awe this is to hard I can't do this. And those that have this mentality won't succeed.<br />
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I too had to change years of this kind of stinking thinking! Yuppers I am working on this task daily, and its not easy to change the way one has thought for so long (we won't say how long) but you get the point. If we keep thinking we can never get ahead, or that we will always live in poverty and that our dreams that we have won't come to pass, then you're right!<br />
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If we want to have a better way of life, then we have to stop thinking negatively, and put on a positive thinking cap. We need to raise each morning knowing that we are the children of the Most High, and that or "Heavenly Father want's us to have the finest that there is. We have to start believing in our abilities as He believes in us.<br />
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We were not meant to stay in poverty, nor did "God give us gift's and talents for us to keep hidden, we are to share these wonderful gifts with the world. <br />
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You have heard the saying that the sky is the limit, I'm here to tell you that God say's differently! The sky is not the limit there is no limit in what "God wants to do in your life. Now that ole liar would love for us to believe that malarkey. But the truth is there is an endless supply to what "God can do!<br />
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I feel like a kid in a candy store, I can't make up my mind on what treat I want. I know that "God lives I know He want's me to have the finest there is; I won't settle for less. I want Him to over flow my cup till I have no more room to catch all the blessings He has in store for me.<br />
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In Philippians 4:13 it say's " I can do all things through "Christ who strengthens me" (kjv) read it again. I can do all things through "Christ who strengthens me" not I might do or maybe I can but rather I can do!<br />
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So we need to put on that I can do attitude and shed that old way of thinking of I might or maybe I can!<br />
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Stinking thinking will only limit you! Endless possibilities are waiting for you and all you need to do is keep your eye single to the "Lord, walk next to Him and watch the windows of heaven open up and the blessings pour down..... <br />
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I am but a rose in "God's hands" I am a work in progress, we are working on me. Once I am done I will be a masterpiece a work of art, until then on "God's work bench is where I will remain...............................<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">As a young girl I wanted to either be a nurse or a nun ( laughs to self). As the years went by I changed my mind a couple of thousand times, as most kids do. Yet I still had the burning desire to help those in need.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I went from waiting tables to managing a small steak house, to putting myself through dental assisting school. All worth while trades but they didn't quench the need burning within me to do more for my fellow man.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I told myself being a dental assistant was like being a nurse ( chuckles) that was farthest from the truth! Oh the things we tell ourselves!After my marriage fell apart and my last child was born; I decided to move closer to my family.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Waiting tables was the only legal way I knew how to make a quick buck! I did this for a while until I landed a nice comfy job in a dental office. My little family and I moved to a small town thirty miles outside of Denver; where I waited tables yet again until the manager made me so mad that I walked out on him! I never said I was the brightest crayon in the box! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I thought ok you're so smart now what are you going to do? With four small kids at home and I decide to let my temper get the best of me Geez Louise! It was then that I found an add in the local paper it read get paid as you learn to care for the elderly! As it turned out the next class forming was that very Monday so off to register and the rest is history as the saying goes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I just celebrated eighteen years in healthcare</span>,<span style="font-size: x-small;">wow this gig has lasted longer than my marriage! That's another story I'll save for another time. You can imagine I have cared for well over thousand's of clients, and I have dealt with more personalities than Cybil!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">My career has taken me through</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">many door's in many areas of health care; it was the best decision I ever made when I moved to a small town and walked out of one job to find the desire of my heart! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Over the past few years I changed employment, in each of these establishments I have found a lack of compassion coming from the very folks who made healthcare their chosen career path! I find it very disturbing to say the least!</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">I often ask myself if perhaps it is I who expect more from my co-hearts than they are willing to give!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I once read somewhere that when you go off to work, work as if you are working for the "Lord" give it your all, do an honest day's work earn an honest day's pay; then when you lay down at the end of the day; you can rest assured that you have earned an honest dollar. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">In the scriptures "Jesus gave the parable of the good Samaritan:</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">"A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho when he fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. So too a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled </span>, <span style="font-size: x-small;">came where the man was; and when he saw him he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds; pouring on oil and wine.Then he put the man on his own donkey took him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took out two</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">silver coins</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">and gave them to the innkeeper</span>."<span style="font-size: x-small;">Look after him he said and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have. (Luke 10:25-37)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">When we care for our sick brother's and sisters in "Christ we are taking care of one of "God's precious children. Caring for the sick is an art a gift not all are called and not all are given this talent. If you happen to have this talent; give from the heart give the best care you possibly can.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I am but a rose in His hands; a work in progress "God and I are working on me, when we are through I will be a masterpiece a work of art! Until then I shall remain on His work bench....................................................................................................................</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-39015280914013108542014-04-05T08:29:00.001-07:002014-04-05T08:29:16.076-07:00Walking Down Memory Lane<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> One of my favorite childhood memories is walking in the garden with my "Godfather. My Godfather lived in a small town outside of Denver; every summer for as long as I an remember he would come for me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I would rise bright and early, just so I could take a walk with my Godfather, in his garden. He would tell me about the plants and what he was growing. In one row would be sweet peas; another row would hold the promise of red ripe tomatoes another held green onions poking out of the ground.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Golden sweet corn embraced in green leaves, the stalks would reach for the sky. Just like the sunflowers that grew along the fence. He would tell me about the deference between the two chili peppers that grew along side one another. One was a hot New Mexico pepper the other a mild sweet pepper. He would then say to me, be sure to wash your hands really good after touching that hot pepper and don't rub your eyes! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">It would only take one time of not listening and you would know why you didn't rub your eyes after handling a hot pepper. (Oweie) I especially loved the smell of the warm earth in the morning,and the coolness of the morning air against my cheeks. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I can still hear the sounds of a time gone by, the birds chirping in a nearby tree, the cow mooing in a distant field; the clucking of the chickens looking for their morning feed. As I walk down memory lane I find myself missing that simple time, walking with a man who taught a city girl the importance of keeping "God first! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">During our walks I was learning more than the names of plants in a garden; I was learning to walk with "Christ before I knew Him" it wasn't until now that I am penning this memory that I realized how my Godfather was very instrumental in my walk with "Christ."</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">We all have fond memories from a time gone by; some are good while others we would much rather leave in the past where they belong. Yet this is the very tool that the adversary uses to bend us to his will. He will bring up the past and torture you with the things that are painful just to keep you from your destiny.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">If you are filled with hurt you can't see the goodness that "God our Father has in store for us. No hurt and painful memories will sit in the front of your memories to keep you from moving forward. The battle ground is with in our own minds.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">In Romans 12:2 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of "God. (KV)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">What is acceptable to "God is not for us to dwell thins of the past, but rather to focus on the good things we have been blessed with. If you focus on the old hurtful memories you can't move forward, and if you don't move forward you won't grow to be the best flower in the garden.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">We all have done things in our life time that we are no proud of; but here's the biggie if "God is not dwelling on it, why are we? "God is not throwing your past in your face! So don't let the master of deception deceive you into thinking that "God is punishing you for past mistakes!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">And that is the reason you have not been blessed with that promotion or house or what ever you ave been longing for. Its all a lie! "God is not keeping you from moving forward but rather the guilt that we feel is what keeps us from moving forward to claim our reward.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Just like the peppers in my "Godfather's garden if you don't wash your hands after handling them you will get burned! </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">Let go of the person you use to be; and start focusing on the person you want to be! Its ok to tiptoe through memory lane just as long as you don't stay in stinks ville! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Memories of days' gone by longing for a simpler time; stopping along the way to smell the rose's; there is no better way to get to know the real you that lies underneath; just waiting to be let out. Reach for your golden sunbeam let the blue skies embrace you. See how much further you will climb once you let go of the stink weeds of the past!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Psalm 37:23 The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and He delighteth in his way. (KV) </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I am but a rose in "God's hands" I am a work in progress, we are working on me. Once I am done I will be a masterpiece,until then I will remain on "God's work bench...................................................................................................................</span><br />
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Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-61158870190331295922014-03-25T07:29:00.000-07:002014-03-25T07:46:02.843-07:00A Rose in His Garden<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">We so often go through life asking "God am I headed in the right direction? Is this the plan You have for my life? We have this need in-bedded deep with in us, a need to know we are headed in the right direction.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">We ask ourselves over and over again is this where I'm suppose to be?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">The one's who ask this question the most, are the ones' who are dissatisfied with their choices. Oh don't get me wrong we all wonder if we are in the right place. Some where in the back of our minds we have imagined our lives differently.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Some folks have even gone as far as setting goals, and that isn't a bad idea for the most part. However when things don't go as planned and we all know how that happens (chuckles) Plans have a way of falling apart or taking a different direction than the ones we envisioned.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Life is funny that way, or perhaps "God has a senses of humor after all! Not that I would ever consider nor am I trying to imply that "God laughs at us! Rather that He simply reminds us of who is in control! If we veer off course He will gently redirect our steps. Its when we don't listen to that still small voice within us, that we get into trouble.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Recently as I was driving back from doing my weekly grocery shopping, I felt this overwhelming senses of peace engulf my very soul. To my surprise I found myself feeling very content, like a cat sunning herself and realizing I was very happy with the recent changes in my life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Now I too had been like so many asking "God where do you want me? Am I heading in he right direction? Hello have You forgotten me? No "God had not forgotten me, I was just wanting the quick fix. I wanted the window of Heaven to open up and just rain down all the blessings I felt I deserved! And I wanted them now! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">What I really needed to do was wait on "God I had to learn to be patient, I had to realize "God was in control and He had to clear the path so that I could continue my journey. I was at a road block, just like the ones we see when we take a road trip. I had a few detours to go around one of them was my own pride!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Oh how that ole pride ca get in ones way and mess up a perfectly good trip! </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">As I was pondering my new found feeling of peace, I asked myself what had changed to make my soul so very joyful? Why did I feel this senses of peace? I know what some are thinking why in world would you be asking this just sit back at enjoy it! I would except I am one of those gals that has to ask a ton of questions ( laughs) I'm sure I drove my family crazy with the whys' and how come's.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">The answer came to me much latter and it was while I was enjoying a good book by Joel Osteen. One page inparticular hit home with me "Bloom Where You Are Planted" as I read this page I realized I was exactly where "God had planted me, I was where He needs me to be, so that I could bloom.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">We may never know when or where "God will answer our questions or through what form nor person. I realized I had the answer and yes I am where I'm suppose to be. Will I stay planted where I'm at? Who knows' only the Master Gardener has the answer to that question.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Even the best gardeners know when to re-plant. If a plant isn't fairing well in the garden, they will place it in another spot in hopes that the roots will take, and it will flourish and grow. "God knows' when to re-plant and where we need to be. "God is a masterful gardener He has to make ready the soil; so that we can flourish and He too hopes we take root and grow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">For now I will enjoy this new found joy, and if you are in a place where you are wondering am I in the right place? Not to worry if you're not the Master Gardener will surly replant you so that you too can take root and blossom!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"God only wants to see us grow to our fullest potential, in order for us to do this we need to get out of our own way! We need to put pride on the sideline so that we can let "God do what He does best and that is take control! Once we do this we can reap the benefits and watch the windows of Heaven open and the blessings pour down. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"I Am but A Rose in His Garden" In His capable hands I am safely planted. "I Am a work in progress "God and I are working on me; when We are through I will be a masterpiece,until then I will remain on the Masters work bench.....................</span><br />
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Matters of the heart can be a very complicated issue to undertake, yet here I sit taking on such a task. Something that should be so simple as love should be anything but a task! <br />
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So what has me behind my keyboard taking on such a task? Well it all started after reading a quote in a book. There is no fear in love! Now this had me thinking and this my friends has brought me to my desk and here I sit typing away.<br />
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Jesus gave a new commandment John13:34-35 "A new commandment I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another, by this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."<br />
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You maybe asking yourself what does this have to do with matters of the heart? It has everything to do with the heart. You see when "Jesus gave this new commandment, He gave it out of love. Perhaps He knew it would be one of the hardest things man could do.<br />
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Yet it is so easy to love! We have love for baseball, kittens babies, we even have love for one another to a certain degree. What we don't have is un-condtional love for one another! The kind of love that "Christ has for us.<br />
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We hold back out of fear. Fear of rejection, fear of not being loved: fear of not being worthy of such a gift. Perhaps we are afraid of giving love a second chance, maybe we have been hurt in the past and the very thought of giving our hearts away brings back that bitter memory.<br />
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What ever the reason may be, we are incapable of fully loving with out having fear tagging along!Oh what we miss out on when we hold back all because we have fear in our hearts. Letting go of the past hurts will allow us to grow. Open the heartstrings and allow someone in to see what "Christ saw when He gave His new commandment.<br />
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That we are worthy of being loved and ever so capable of giving love in return. Love was not born out of fear, it was given to us not as a gift but a curse! When we live our lives out in fear we loose more tan we gain. Love is not to be feared but cherished nurtured, like that of a beautiful flower.<br />
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Feeding into fear smothers the wonderful feelings that only love can bring to the surface of one's soul. Love makes us happy, it brings warmth to our very being. Love is a feel good, feeling so much so that we want to share it with everyone we meet on the street.<br />
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One can not help but smile from the inside out. Love can make a bad day seem do-able. You have positive thoughts instead of living in a world of negativity. You are the kind of person that everyone wants to be around when love has her perfect way with one's soul.<br />
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This is why "Christ wanted to give this new commandment, so that we could live a life of happiness. The adversary the biggest lair of them all, gave man fear. He knew if we had love for one another we wouldn't see his cunning way's. He could hide behind the lie that love hurts its not a good feeling it will only bring you pain and tears!<br />
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Its the first thing he throws in our face when the very person we love has hurt our feelings, he widens the gap by having the hurt feelings stay up-front. Oh he is so cunning hat he will have us think its our own thoughts when in fact their his!<br />
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Matters of the heart are very complicated there is no doubt about that, its how you choose to use the power that love has. If you are still holding back out of fear I encourage you to take it into prayer, ask "God to help you open your heart to love. What have you t loose? <br />
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<br />Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-42163396835001927532013-12-12T18:46:00.002-08:002013-12-12T18:46:58.819-08:00It Came Upon A Midnight Clear<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It came upon a midnight clear, the beginning of to a classic" Christmas carol" on that faithful night a child was born, not just any child but one who would come to save man from sin.<br />
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When the "Christ child came into this world, he came to forgive sin. To teach man to walk uprightly before "God. He taught us many lessons on forgiveness, and love.<br />
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Yet for many this is the hardest lesson to learn, some may never truly understand "God's deep love for his spirit children. As they struggle with their past, letting go of the mistakes they have made almost seems impossible. <br />
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Man is hell bent of punishing himself for his mistakes, where "God is so forgiving, we humans can't seem to grasp that concept it's ok to let go of yesterday! Today is a whole new day filled with new beginnings.<br />
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You can't change yesterday you can only work on today the here and now! We spend far to much time punishing our selves over things long gone it's time to embrace the person you are today and move into the future of tomorrow.<br />
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"Tiss the season of giving, give yourself the gift of forgiveness, you will be happier and healthier for it Spending time in the past is not where you need to be, the only thing one should take from the past is the lessons learned and apply them to your life to help make you a better person than you were yesterday.<br />
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Every new day is a new beginning, focus on that instead of spending time and energy on beating your self up. The person that you were a day ago or even a week ago is not the person you are today, hopefully you are a better person the kind of person you would love to hang out with.<br />
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If by chance you are not that person then perhaps you should work on being that person.Take what yesterday had to offer and perfect the person you wish to become, use your mistakes to your advantage instead as a tool to beat yourself up with.<br />
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It's not "God's way to keep on punishing us on a daily bases! That is not his way but we all know who loves to see us torment ourselves daily! You got it that master of trickery! Oh how he loves to see us, reliving our mistakes over and over again till we can't stand to be around our own selves! <br />
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The only problem with this is, we can't get away from ourselves. Nope we are stuck with us! So how do we move forward? The first step is to forgive, forgive yourself for the mistakes you have made. You can't change them but you can make sure not to repeat them after all you know first hand how they made you feel.<br />
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The second thing you must do is learn to love yourself! So many people have no idea how special they truly are. They have never looked into their own soul to see the beauty that lays deep with in. Once you have learned to love yourself you will see how easy it is to love others.<br />
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"Christ came upon a midnight clear, He came to teach us how to love one another as well as ourselves. He didn't come to remind us of our past mistakes but rather He came to show us Mercy and Forgiveness. And if He can look past our sins' to see the beautiful soul that lies with in, who are we to see only the scars of yesterday?<br />
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The gift of forgiveness is ours for the asking all we have to do is let go of the past so that we can see the beauty of today and tomorrow will be a new day filled with wonder and excitement of the person you will become the kind of person that you have been longing to know, the person you were meant to be! <br />
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<br />Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-72149127296898232812013-10-31T18:14:00.000-07:002013-10-31T18:14:16.162-07:00On the Outside Looking In<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Recently I have been tossed into a situation, one that I find to be very uncomfortable to say the least! Yikes how did I find my self here?<br />
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I have always been the kind of gal that can handle just about any thing that is thrown my way, but lately I find that to be less then true!<br />
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My chosen field is caring for the sick of both the body and soul its not a job for the weak of heart nor stomach if you get my drift. <br />
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Now on to my story of woe, yuppers I have found myself on the outside looking in, looking into what is now my reality! My parents are aging no surprise there, what has taken me by surprise is how Ill-prepared I am! Oh mercy this is going to be a ride I was not buckled up for! Nope I was taken for a joy ride that is far from joyful! <br />
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It all started a few months ago when my dear mother started having some health issues, on to the E.R we went and into the hospital for a short stay, then into a rehab facility for physical therapy to help her regain her strength. This is when I found my self to be at a loss! That in it's self has taken me by surprise, I had that deer in the headlight look seven twenty four, I would say I want my mommy, but mommy dearest was in no position to assist me!<br />
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My parents have always been so strong, they weren't suppose to get sick and need me, no this isn't in the daughters handbook! Yet here I was caring for my aging mother who was now dependent on me, depending on me to pay her bills to feed her cat to take her library books back, and take out the trash not to mention winter is on its way which means; take the water hose off the spike-ts and put them away and take her air conditioner out of the window. Oh the countless things one must do before heading off to work!<br />
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Oh the joy of trying to hold down a full time job while running back and forth to the care center to either drop off the laundry or pick it up. I know this sounds like a lot of complaining. I want to paint you a picture yes indeed one that you may one day find yourself in if you haven't already tasted this bitter cup. <br />
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It was during this time that I realized I wasn't ready for this kind of parent child relationship, no this definitely was not part of the deal and it wasn't in the daughter handbook if it was I missed it! Oh I would so love cal-gone to take me far,far away, but then I would have to return and start all over again!<br />
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One of the ten commandments is to "Honor thy Mother and thy Father" no matter what shape they are in, weather it be in good health or bad "God didn't say to "Honor them when they are in their youth and able to care for themselves, no my darligs he meant for us to Honor them always' and that includes in sickness and health. Yeah this isn't only meant to be for wedding vows.<br />
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Even though I found myself in a situation I was not ready for or at least I didn't think I was,"God has been preparing me for this journey long ago when it became my chosen field to care for the sick. With every step that I take I know I don't go it alone "Christ is with me every step of the way and when I can't seem to take one more step I know it is then that "Christ carries me.<br />
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This ride is not for the faint of heart, buckling up is a must the ride is bumpy, and filled with many twists and turns.I am never sure what tomorrow will bring, but I don't spend my time worrying about it either, I only focus on one day at a time!<br />
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I may be on the outside looking in, but I get to look into the hearts of all the families of the many patients I have cared for in the past and I shall have a better understanding for the one's who will be placed in my loving care. What started out to be a tale of woe, has turned out to be a true blessing.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Ask, and it shall be given you; seek and you shall find; knock and it shall be opened unto you: Matthew 7:7</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">As I was browsing through the social net work and reading the many post on my screen, I wondered just how well do we know the other person on the other side of the screen?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Every day we come in contact with others but yet we are disconnected in many ways! We get caught up in our own selves that there is simply not enough time to let another soul in. We go to work we run to the gym we try to fit family life in that there simply is not enough hours in the day to connect with others.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I would hate to think that "Christ didn't care enough or was too busy, to get to know me! But blessed that we are we have nothing to fear on this issue He is never to busy and He knows more about me than any one will ever know! He has taken the time to reach out to not only myself but to you as well. He wants to get to know us on a personal level.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">He has sent out many invitations to come unto Him, to get to know Him on a personal level, He is never to busy to take the time out to listen to you. He keeps no secrets from us, He invites us to ask; to knock and He will answer to seek Him out and we shall find. What an incredible invitation He extends to all of man kind, you won't get a better invitation ever in your life time!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">I invite each of you to take the time out of your busy day to connect with your brothers and sisters in your busy world, and you may be pleasantly surprised to find that you have a lot of things in common, you may even get a new friend out of the deal. And to help get the ball rolling I will share a little tid bit about yours truly my favorite flower is not a rose but rather a daisy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">The daisy is simple yet elegant its fragrance is never over powering it is one flower that is over looked, its over shadowed by the many other beautiful flowers out there and now you know a bit about me! Enjoy the tid bit.</span><br />
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Life is full of twists and turns,ups and downs and many hills to climb with an occasional valley to find a bit of peace from all the craziness. <br />
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Recently I heard a child say they had nothing to hope for, this troubled this gal to the very core of my soul.<br />
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Life is hard enough with out our children losing hope, hope for a better tomorrow. With out hope what is there? Children are like plants they need to be nurtured and watered. <br />
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Like the little sponges that they are they will absorb the environment that they live in.If the adults in their lives loose hope, the child will also see life as hopeless. <br />
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Hope is the sister to Faith, with out one the other can't move mountains alone. Hope gives faith wings to fly, she is the wind beneath her wings. Hope is what dreams are based on, and faith takes it a step further when hope can't go it alone.<br />
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Faith steps in and carries out the dreams that hope dared to dream. Children need to believe in dreams and like little children we too need dreams, no matter how crazy life gets. We owe it to our children, and we owe it to ourselves the Savior said to be as little children.<br />
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What did he mean by this? Simple children are innocent they are trusting, they believe with out question, we too need to be as innocent and trusting believing even when it seems as if hope has run out of dreams and faith has no wind under her wings to carry her any further.<br />
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Life is hard there is no magical remedy to get us through the storms that will surely come, but there is one who will see us through. We just have to believe and trust that He is there watching over our very steps.<br />
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Keeping hope alive having faith to see us through even when things look bleak. We need to dig deep with in ourselves to find that dream that hope has been waiting to share with faith. Let faith take her flight, let her soar to make your dream of a better tomorrow a reality.<br />
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Don't give up! Together Hope and Faith can move mountains be as little children and believe in miracles, trusting that "Christ is opening doors on your behalf and watch as faith opens her wings as hope sends her soaring high above the storm clouds. <br />
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Recently I heard a sermon on how we should be claiming our daily bread.<br />
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This grabbed my attention, as I listened intently I found my self thinking about what the preacher was saying and wondering how does one go about claiming this bread from heaven!<br />
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As I was pondering this a light went off! I have to agree with the preacher on this one, we should be asking for our daily bread every day and we should be expecting to receive it on a daily bases. <br />
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We so often feel like we are not deserving of the blessings that "God has in store for us that we simply just don"t ask for more than what we get through out the day. We really need to change our way of thinking, and simply start asking and expecting the bread to fill our every need.<br />
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"Jesus taught His disciples how to ask when He taught them how to pray," give us this day our daily bread. Matthew 6:11 "Jesus did not teach His disciples to ask for their daily bread from time to time, but rather to ask for it daily. <br />
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By setting this example for His disciples shouldn't we too be asking for our daily bread as well? Not only should we be asking we should be believing that we will receive. "Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation. Psalm 68:19<br />
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The "Lord is willing to load us daily with all that we stand in need of, its up to us to ask upon arising, more importantly we should be believing that "God will deliver on his promises. Before your feet hit the ground in the morning make it a habit to ask for your daily bread, ad believing that you will receive. <br />
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Oh little flock of sheep how my heart does break and my soul weeps for you, you have lost your way. You fell for a lie one given to you when you were at your weakest!<br />
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Such sadness fills my heart, knowing you had a choice to make and you wondered off on a path that was all wrong for you, my heart is filled with sorrow.<br />
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Oh little flock you did not know your shepherd? You did not see him standing there?<br />
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He was with you all along, he never left your side, he whispered in your ear you didn't hear him calling. Come home little lamb the path you are about to take, will surely lead you down to the gates of hell! Oh how the evil one tricked you with his cunning ways, you didn't see through his lie.<br />
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He told you that the shepherd didn't care, oh little lamb of the Most High if you only knew just how much your shepherd loves and cares for you.<br />
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What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it? Luke 15:4<br />
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And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing. Luke 15:5<br />
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And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbors, saying unto them, Rejoice with me: For I have found my sheep which was lost. Luke 15:6<br />
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Oh how my soul weeps for the lost lambs, children of the Most High, what evil has befallen you? May the lost find their way back into the fold of the "Good Shepherd." so often we are like the lost lambs who has wondered off, the adversary uses our weaknesses to trick us into thinking that the Good Shepherd doesn't care about us.<br />
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He is so cunning when he feeds us his lie! He leads us into thinking it is our own thoughts, when in reality it is his way of leading the flock astray. "God cares He will come looking for his sheep, He knows them by name.<br />
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Because He lives I can face tomorrow,no truer words could there have ever been spoken! A line from a gospel hymn "Because He Lives" This past month has been especially hard on my family, we have lost a few of our family members, yet as hard has this storm has been our faith has seen us through.<br />
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Because He lives, I can face tomorrow, Because He lives, all fear is gone. "Because He has broken the chains of death we find hope in knowing that we too will be reunited with our loved ones" it is through the atonement of "Jesus Christ that we can face tomorrow knowing death is not the end.<br />
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Recently while talking with a good friend, I mentioned the impending death of a family member. It was during one of my last visits with this lovely soul, that my mother had asked me to go in to say my goodbye! When I informed my mother that I never say goodbye,because I don't see it as final! "You may have the same look upon your face as my mother did" (chuckle) not to worry my friends, hang in there I will explain my reasoning.
You see to me death is all part of living, we are born we live we die! No big surprise there my loves, its the living that we have to pay the most attention to.<br />
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There is no getting past death, no magic pill no fountain that you can toss a coin into, you can not go from life into the realm of eternity, no my friends we all have to cross this bridge that connects this life into eternity. I like to view life as that of a good book, a book that the good "Lord has written every page has been numbered, each one filed with ups and downs adventure sorrow happiness ect... its all part of who we are every detail is penned by the Master himself. <br />
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Birth is the first page, from there is childhood, adulthood ect.. until we come to the last chapter in life and that is death, but death is not the end its just the end of this book we call life. The second book in our spiritual journey and that has also been written by the Master, its in death that we continue on, our physical bodies must rest the spirit lives on.<br />
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In the next book we live with out pain and sorrow, our spirits continue to grow in happiness, we are reunited with loved ones. All the cares that we have faced here upon this earth is no longer a burden that we must take with us. You may wonder how I can say such a thing! What proof does this gal have that any of this is true? <br />
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"Christ speaks of eternal life as He teaches the multitudes, if this were not the case "Jesus would not have said it to be. I know many don't believe this to be the case, sadly these are the same folks who don't believe that there is a "God nor that "Christ lives and that is a subject for another time.<br />
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Now please do not get me wrong I will indeed miss those who have gone on before me, but knowing that the chains of death are a thing of the past I can look forward to the day when I shall see them once again. It was through "Christ that the door to eternity was opened. Victory was won when "Christ rose from the dead, and an empty grave is all the proof that this gal needs.<br />
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"He lived and died to buy my pardon, an empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives! Lyrics to a gospel song one that brings comfort to all in need, yes our "Savior Lives" and because He lives we too can live in peace knowing that eternity is a whole lot sweeter with all our loved ones by our side. <br />
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<br />Torihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00839733600486494698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7324233829434488710.post-28042523741753320022013-03-28T10:38:00.000-07:002013-04-02T11:07:37.223-07:00Little Ship "Lord I know you see this little ship, this little ship "Father is being tossed to and fro, in this big Ocean we call life. The rocks are sharp they scrape the sides of this little ship, as the waves come crashing over the sides and spilling into this little ship, threatening to sink her to the bottom of the ocean!<br />
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At times its all this little ship can do to stay afloat! As it makes its way through the muck of life, avoiding the sharp rocks that threaten to claim her! The winds blow her to and fro, "Father this little ship looks to you for guidance to help it sail the seas. As wave upon wave toss her about still it sails trying to stay the course set by you!
"So often we feel like this little ship, when we face our storms, as we are tossed to and fro, temptation tries to sink us. The adversary tries to claim us as his own to bring "God's children down to the pits of hell.<br />
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It is during are storms that we must look to the light house to guide our way." God is that light house!
He will guide us through, our storms as the waves come crashing over the rails "God will keep us on course if we but ask and seek His wisdom. He has us in His sight it is through faith that we will over come life's temptations. Keep your eyes upon the "Lord He will see you through your storms as He guides you safely home.
I thank "God for the light house, that see's me safely home, "God is that light house He has me in His sight!<br />
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Every little girls fantasy is to have her prince charming; we are read stories at bed time of happily ever after all the classic bed time stories from Cinderella to Sleeping beauty end with a happily ever after. Oh sure they have their ups and downs before they get to this point the prince has to slay a few dragon's fend off an evil witch before he can claim his princess.<br />
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In the real world it doesn't always end with happily ever after; there are a few exceptions to that rule and for those that do find that happily ever after I wish them nothing but good fortune sunny skies and happy days ahead. And for those of us that still believe in the magical dream of one day our prince or princess will come hang in there they will it just takes time. <br />
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We may have to kiss a few frogs along the way jump through many hoops slay a few dragons but it will happen when you least expect it or so I have been told this and I can honestly say it does when you least expect it love hits you like a ton of bricks! Cupid has a funny way of zapping you with that love arrow of his; but what if he zaps you and you're not ready to love? Hard to imagine that Cupid would make such a mistake after all isn't that what every one is looking for that special someone to come along?<br />
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From the moment "God created the earth he put both male and female to cultivate and roam the earth side by side; sure he first had man and when he saw man was alone he didn't like it so out of man's ribs came women a help mate a companion a friend to man; even after he flooded the earth he made sure to fill the ark with both male and female.<br />
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"God never intended man to be alone its not part of his plan they say for every man is a woman I honestly believe this to be true; its just so darn hard to believe this when you find your self alone and single! Stupid Cupid your aim has been off for way to long I think perhaps you need more target practice but please take aim some where else I'm not ready to give love another try!<br />
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I once thought that I was ready to start over and love again but the truth is I'm not I had to face this hard truth recently while reflecting back on my life and wondering about my future and what I wanted out of life for myself not for my children or any one else but rather for myself.<br />
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For the first time I was thinking about myself it must have been that darn self help book my sister gave me; what ever it was it had me thinking what is it that I wanted out of life for myself and honestly I have no clue!<br />
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What I am sure of is that I am to ready to give my heart away again it's been broken far to many times and I really don't think there is enough supper glue to keep fixing it no love hasn't been good to me that's for sure. There's a song sung by one of my favorite artists "Loves been hard on me" I can relate to the lyrics and I'm pretty sure I'm not alone.<br />
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Don't get me wrong I had some good rides on the love boat it's just when it docked that I had to pick up the pieces of my broken heart and this has left me wondering if............. (Stay Tune To Part 2)<br />
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October Rose petals soft and pink here to stay on a cool fall day.......<br />
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Green leaves dancing in the wind blue skies give way to skies of gray........<br />
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A reminder that summer is off for a long winters nap...........<br />
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Daffodils buttercups butterflies and blue birds take their winter leave.....<br />
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Empty nests sit in trees with magical leaves changing right before<br />
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Hues of reds yellows and golden brown all a sign that fall is here to stay<br />
Sweaters and hats children all bundled up to go out to play<br />
Fishing poles baseball gloves skate boards all put away<br />
Gray skies a reminder that winter is on its way........<br />
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October Rose with your petals soft and pink here to stay on a cool fall day<br />
Green leaves dancing in the wind blue skies give way to skies of gray<br />
A reminder that summer is off for a long winters nap.....<br />
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Lady bugs caterpillars dragonflies and leaves of green are gone till spring<br />
Golden pumpkins corn mazes goblins and ghosts sweet sticky treats<br />
Carnivals bobbing for apples hay rides one last barn dance<br />
A pile of leaves to hard to resist all a sign that fall is here.....<br />
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Winters breath is brushing upon my cheeks turning them a rosy hue <br />
Blue skies turning gray flowers take their winter nap till spring.....<br />
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Dew drops dance upon a grassy hill the sunlight plays a game of peek-a-boo <br />
It hides behind a gray sky from time to time it comes out to play<br />
Acorns and walnuts a favorite treat hot cider pumpkin pie<br />
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October Rose your petals soft and pink here to stay on a cool fall day<br />
Green leaves dancing in the wind blue skies give way to skies of gray<br />
A reminder that summer is off for a long winters nap.....<br />
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Empty nests in trees with magical leaves changing right before our eyes<br />
Hues of reds yellows and golden brown all a sign that fall is here to stay<br />
Sweaters and hats children all bundled up to go out to play <br />
Gray skies a reminder that winter is on its way........<br />
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Flowers start to fade as they take their leave on a cool fall day<br />
October Rose your petals will soon fade as you say farewell<br />
See you come spring.....<br />
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Recently I heard a sermon and it had me thinking, that's always a good sign and a testimony to the preacher that his words have had an impact on someone, and yes there are a few souls sitting in the congregation listening to the words that you have spent hours in preparing for your Sunday's service. Now what had my attention was the word authorization a simple word used in a phrase it was this particular word that had me thinking, how many of us give our authorization to the adversary to wreck our plans!<br />
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I know we don't intentionally give it to him we do it with out even thinking that's how sly he is!Every time we accept defeat we authorize the adversary to continue on his course of destruction never thought about it that way did you well neither did I what an eye opener. There will be times that we won't get things that we want like that job we applied for or that promotion at work but does that mean we stop applying? No we still need to do our part but what do I mean about giving permission to the adversary to wreck our plans? Simple each time we just sit back and accept things as they are we give our authorization. <br />
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We are simply saying ok we will accept things as they are wrong that's the time we need to draw closer to the "Lord and ask him what the next step is going to be. Accepting defeat is not an option when we sit back with this oh well it is what it is attitude we are giving up. Take back your consent keep the fight going don't give power to the one who should be powerless in this case the adversary!When we dig deep with in ourselves and find that spark that sets us on fire to fight for what we want we get motivated enough to go after them.<br />
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Yet how many times have we sat back with this I guess it wasn't meant to be attitude? Far to often I find myself doing just that but what if it wasn't a case of it wasn't meant to be? How would I know this if I don't ask the one person who has all the answers I wouldn't because I have accepted defeat and just handed over my authorization to the adversary with out thinking twice about it! Now that this has me in the thinking mode I need to be like the plant in my photo instead of letting the drops roll off I need to put them to good use we need to take those drops that have been given to us and use them to fuel the fire with in us by asking the "Lord is this part of his plan?<br />
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When we don't and ask and we just accept it at face value we maybe loosing out on a golden opportunity, how may times in life do we ever take anything at face value? Then why do we when we loose out on that promotion as we just settle back into our routine that's the time we should be asking "God is this part of his plan is there something better in store for us in the near future. Instead we sit back and accept it with hurt feelings or an attitude. It's just my opinion that I simply think that by accepting defeat in this manner is giving up and when we give up on trying we are giving our permission away what a powerful tool that is in turn used against us!<br />
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Accepting things as they are is not part of "Gods plan for his children again my opinion I do believe that "God wants his children to move forward and not stay in one place but to grow in every area in their lives. Take the drops of water we have been given and start using them to help you grow instead of letting them roll off and fall where they may get that I can attitude and ask "God is this part of his plan don't just settle when "God himself want's the best for you is child. <br />
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When we don't change the things in life that have us upset or angry in life we are accepting life as it is and that my friend is not how "God want's his children to be living out their lives if you are in a negative frame of mind then you are not in a good place to grow!<br />
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