August 8, 2012
Okay, I know I need to explain that one. My Godchild who’s not a child anymore learned words differently than any other child I know. I think, in an entirely unbiased opinion, that she was reading novels in the delivery room and speaking in sentences on the way home from the hospital . . . but anyway, among her first “real” words spoken (as opposed to “did she just say that?” words) was duck and quack. She is my much-loved duckling even if she is not from my own nest.
I didn’t hatch any of my own, but the Lord blessed me by putting her in my heart in the place my own ducklings would otherwise be. That being said, I’m thinking of God’s creatures great and small and what blessings they are.
I wonder if the cows, horses, bunnies, and birds feel a combination of pride, joy, and a little bit of sadness as their “ducklings,” calves, and the like grow up and fly to a distant branch of a distant tree to establish their own personal nest? Like me, do they wonder if they’ll be visited? Remembered? I’m smiling though for my duckling has always made me so proud of her!
I pray that Jesus will watch over all the little ducklings in our lives, and especially those flying off to a distant nest. I also ask that He will give an extra hug to those of us who watched them grow and love them still and will love them always.
July 7, 2012
Meet Teddi Cha. She’s not perfect but Jesus loves her. She has sparkly bling on her apron top/bib and has a cross tattoo on her little butt. She is a one of a kind original like the one who hand stitched her . . . who is also imperfect but loved by Jesus.
She started out as a pair of unwanted slipper socks, but when you look at your circumstances or your slipper socks in a new way changes happen and things become new and different and perhaps lot better. In Teddi Cha’s case, turning a slipper sock inside out (as I pondered why anyone would wear the foolish things) made me realize that they were fuzzy inside . . . and the strange white rubbery squiggles on the bottom do not show a bit when you turn life (or socks) inside out and give them another look . . .
March 30, 2012
Think about this. It seems we are constantly blessed and yet we do not even know it.
If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly, our whole life would change.
March 21, 2012
It is dark and dreary where I sit, but I know that brighter days are coming. Perhaps the day is lack luster where you are as well? Here are some smiles to lift your spirits.
January 16, 2012
No matter what kind of day you are having, if you click the link here 16 January 2012. you will find your day is even brighter and better than it has already been. Nature at it’s finest represented in a lovely photography by a talented artist. Take a moment to admire it, won’t you?
January 7, 2012
I am writing in the garden. To write as one should of a garden one must write not outside it or merely somewhere near it, but in the garden. – Frances Hodgson Burnett
I love this quote and can say from experience that to sit under a tree with a notebook and pen is just about the most inspiring way to go for me. This quote speaks of far more than how to write a bit of pretty prose though. To truly experience life, we must not step aside from the garden path, but walk it! We cannot know about something, we can only know it! A song, a heart, a friend, a life must be truly a part of us! So, sing, love, and Dance!
October 13, 2011
If you need your spirits lifted and to look at the beauty of God’s creation, follow this link and it’ll brighten your day.
The Blooming, Blossoming Beauties.