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I love expressing heart-felt and inspired words that come unseen at times, yet powerful and profound within.
Enlightenment, in between the lines.

As you will find, I truly believe in the divine power of Gratitude. And how, by that power, it can change lives.

This journey of blogging has been an adventure!
And I'm so glad you stopped by for a quick visit : )

Monday, December 24, 2012

~ This Day ~

"For unto you is born
this day
in the city of David .... a Savior
which is Christ the Lord."








"And his name shall be called Wonderful,
Counsellor, The mighty God,
The everlasting Father,
The Prince of Peace."
-Luke 2: 15-17















May this Christmas be one filled with the best gift of all.
The love of our Savior, Jesus Christ.
Which love surpasses all understanding,
beyond any comprehension.
A love so immense
that He gave His life for us ...
so that we may live
with Him again.

Let Him in.  Make room for Him.
Be filled with His love.

A sweet touching reminder of

Enjoy.

~ Merry Christmas ~


Wednesday, December 19, 2012

~ Christmas Oranges ~




A joy that is shared
is a joy made double.
--John Roy




May we all at this Christmastime, remember that even the smallest portion we can give, has the biggest meaning of all. 
Even if it's just a smile, a hug, a note or being there -
that can be the best gift ever given.


Friday, December 14, 2012

~ Christmas ~


"Oh Come Let Us Adore Him ...
Christ - the Lord."

Can you believe Christmas is upon us?  It seems like just last week that I put up all of my decorations, and now it's almost over.  I love this time of year.  I love it for WHO it is we remember and focus upon.  I love it for the reason that the world is feeling the Spirit of it as well - within their own way of celebrating. 
A union of all humanity, gathering us together in one purpose - for a season.

What does Christmas mean to you? 
I have a few touching stories below that we read each year.  Video's to enjoy as well ... our family favorites.

So!  Here's to your own Christmas celebration.  May you enjoy being together - united in hearts.  And may you remember the REAL reason for the season.

Merry Christmas!


"Christmas Love"
This December, I vow to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience. I will have to cut back on nonessential obligations, extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. I do not want to find myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, is in kindergarten this year. It is an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he has been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Program." I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of his show. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation. All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then. Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise. So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I arrived 10 minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, the students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.

Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas" I didn't expect anything other than fun songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer. So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love", I was slightly taken back by its bold title. Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, all adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads. Those in the front row, center stage, held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing "C is for Christmas", a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy", and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message,

"Christmas Love".

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her, a small quiet girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down, totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W" . The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W". Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together. A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen.

In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos there was a purpose for our festivities. For when the last letter was held high…the message read loud and clear:

"CHRIST WAS LOVE”

...and He still is.




And finally, these videos will surely touch your heart.

Wishing you miracles this Christmas!!  See you next year!! : )





p.s....I did it!  What began as a New Year's resolution as a goal - I have blogged an entire year at least once a month!  What an accomplishment!!  Here's to 2011!!  You never know what it may bring!!

Sunday, October 14, 2012

~ How to make it through the rain ~




 
 
 
 
 
-Life lessons through nature-
Same location, within moments of each other...transformation
with patience, endurance, and gratitude through it all.
 
It's what we do when it rains - how we react, our attitude, that determins our character. 
That will help us arrive with arms wide open with joy
drenched in gold
at sunrise.
 
How do you make it through the rain?
 
 
 
 

Friday, August 3, 2012

~ Count Again ~

Something is
missing,
I feel it in the fiber
the marrow
the deep-heart soul.
Fatigue and weariness
overpower
and there feels to be
no escaping it.

Joy is amiss.
Smile on the lips - forced.
Laughter, inaudible.

Stress conquers at every turn,
in every form of life.
The smallest task
becomes a mountain to climb.
Energy has collapsed
and the will -
halted.

The pressure of it all,
lingers unwanted ... draining life energy.
Things like this can weary a soul.
Not only physically, but mentally and
spiritually.

A voice whispers in the darkness ...
"You're not counting.  You haven't for awhile now.
Start today! - right now! - count your daily gifts."























"Ahhhh...that's it!  This is what has been missing."
I feel the void within being -
at every turn.  In every thought, deed and action.

I quickly go to my pages lined in silver
laying open on the kitchen counter ... just waiting.
Waiting patiently for me
to again open my eyes and see!
See His gifts - no matter life's circumstances -
right before me
inbetween all of the mess, stress, chaos and life-living,
hovering there in the quiet to be
clinged onto and claimed by
seeing, thanking and writing.

Pen to paper I write as if it's a last moments hope:

* Remembering to count - again!

*Dear friend carving time out of her day,
  just to spend some precious moments with me.

* The word: "possible."

* Hope

* Him carrying me when I can't walk

* Kind words

* Sunshine day

* Enduring

* Hard-working hubby.  Always.  Wherever he goes.

* My children stepping up and doing their best.
   Not someone else's best - their own.
























Burden lifted.  Oxygen more freely flowing through heart-veins,
the empty is filled
once again. 

Who knew that such a simple act of
counting
could fill the void with joy and
proof
of His love?

I will never stop counting again.



"Count blessings and discover
Who
can be counted on."
-Ann Voskamp

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

~ Where To Look ~




When life gets you down ...



Look up.









 "I will not leave you comfortless:
I will come to you."
-John 14:18

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

~ A Life Worthwhile ~

With all our daily gifts we receive





How can we share them with others?















"Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile."
-Albert Einstein

"I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts,
then there is no hurt,
but only more love." 
~Mother Teresa

"As every man hath received the gift,
even so minister the same one to another,
as good stewards of the manifold grace of God."
-1 Peter 4:10