Merry Christmas! Yes, it is Christmas. The birth of our Lord Jesus and Savior. A celebration of life, love, and all things good. Faith, Family, Friends, God's undieing love....... He loves us all.
This day and all days I give to our Lord.... I will always try to do my best. May all our days be filled with His love, with love of Family, of Friends, and goodness. My prayer for all today is that even through our challenges may our unwavering Faith keep us moving, knowing He is ever present. Knowing he will walk beside us... we will be okay!
Merry Christmas to you all. To this day I say "Happy Birthday Jesus........ I love you!"
Patty
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Lifes Ventures
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen
Oh how I enjoy quotations. Most quotations make me think. Make me smile. Make me sigh, cry, laugh, and for the most part a quotation can bring about any number of emotions or feelings. About life. About ones self. About God. About boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, lovers, the world, the cat, the dog, .... okay, not the cat or dog. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention (smiles).
I would like to think that I am living my life. I would like to think that I am on the path that my maker set out before me, I would like to think and believe this. However, I'd be lieing through my teeth if I said it was easy, said it was happy-go-lucky, said it was exactly as I would like it to be. See? Yikes! Oh My! The issue with that last statement is, and I repeat part of it "said it was exactly as I would like it to be".
You see, my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker are in total disagreement. Wow! Did I say that? Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Well, I really didn't "say it", rather "thought it" and typed it out [for those of you that are literals to any word, written or spoken ;o)] So how can I know if this is true... I mean my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker being in disagreement? Well, I really don't know - - - however, I do know I have some defined visions of where I would like to be in life vs. where I am now. The two visions are nowheres (is that a word?) close to each other. Therefore, I must deduct (thinking again), that my ideas/plans differ from my maker. Hmmmmmmmmmm.....
Therefore, one must learn to obey and follow that ever soft direction of our Lord. It's like that of mother nudging her child... gently, softly. Sometimes it is difficult to hear that nudge... and at times I don't feel it at all. Perhaps I have a lesson in obedience ahead of me (ah-ha-ha.... don't laugh at this one.... those that know me, know I can be well defined in certain areas). So perhaps this is a lesson, a lesson to learn.
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen. What does that quote mean? I guess we can all answer it differently, see it differently... this writer would like to put it out there that it might certainly get one thinking.... and hopefully get one living, living the path set before them, vs. forcefully trying to create ones own.
Blessings to all my friends and family this day..... and lets Live, Live without Fear!
Barney (aka Patty)
Oh how I enjoy quotations. Most quotations make me think. Make me smile. Make me sigh, cry, laugh, and for the most part a quotation can bring about any number of emotions or feelings. About life. About ones self. About God. About boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, lovers, the world, the cat, the dog, .... okay, not the cat or dog. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention (smiles).
I would like to think that I am living my life. I would like to think that I am on the path that my maker set out before me, I would like to think and believe this. However, I'd be lieing through my teeth if I said it was easy, said it was happy-go-lucky, said it was exactly as I would like it to be. See? Yikes! Oh My! The issue with that last statement is, and I repeat part of it "said it was exactly as I would like it to be".
You see, my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker are in total disagreement. Wow! Did I say that? Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Well, I really didn't "say it", rather "thought it" and typed it out [for those of you that are literals to any word, written or spoken ;o)] So how can I know if this is true... I mean my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker being in disagreement? Well, I really don't know - - - however, I do know I have some defined visions of where I would like to be in life vs. where I am now. The two visions are nowheres (is that a word?) close to each other. Therefore, I must deduct (thinking again), that my ideas/plans differ from my maker. Hmmmmmmmmmm.....
Therefore, one must learn to obey and follow that ever soft direction of our Lord. It's like that of mother nudging her child... gently, softly. Sometimes it is difficult to hear that nudge... and at times I don't feel it at all. Perhaps I have a lesson in obedience ahead of me (ah-ha-ha.... don't laugh at this one.... those that know me, know I can be well defined in certain areas). So perhaps this is a lesson, a lesson to learn.
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen. What does that quote mean? I guess we can all answer it differently, see it differently... this writer would like to put it out there that it might certainly get one thinking.... and hopefully get one living, living the path set before them, vs. forcefully trying to create ones own.
Blessings to all my friends and family this day..... and lets Live, Live without Fear!
Barney (aka Patty)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tidal Pools
Ah........ today I blog what another has written, I post this with a warmth in my heart and joy only a parent can feel when their child writes something, shares it with you, and you say "Wow". Well,being the mom that loves to blog, I, with the permission of my child post my childs poem "Tidal Pools".
Tidal Pools
The mossy rocks protect this pool
Full of life & many different colors
Gulls screech, warnings of a storm to come
Starfish tighten their grip & hermit crabs hide
in their shells
The oceans waves is a hammer's blow agains the rocks
they stand like concrete walls withstanding
wave after wave
The wind whispers good-bye as the storm
simply melts away.
jh - 2008
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Perhaps another blogger or writer in the works? Most likely not... for this child swears she doesn't enjoy writing (smiles). Each time I sit to write, my child gets this funny look like "what are you doing? are you writing again"? When I ask for some critique or thoughts, this child passes each time (I have to laugh). I have always loved to write, when not pressured to do so (I must add).
For today, for the lack of my own creativity I post the poetry of my child. Who knows what one has inside, if one only reaches deep enough, is brave enough, to explore ones self.
Tidal Pools
The mossy rocks protect this pool
Full of life & many different colors
Gulls screech, warnings of a storm to come
Starfish tighten their grip & hermit crabs hide
in their shells
The oceans waves is a hammer's blow agains the rocks
they stand like concrete walls withstanding
wave after wave
The wind whispers good-bye as the storm
simply melts away.
jh - 2008
=========================================================
Perhaps another blogger or writer in the works? Most likely not... for this child swears she doesn't enjoy writing (smiles). Each time I sit to write, my child gets this funny look like "what are you doing? are you writing again"? When I ask for some critique or thoughts, this child passes each time (I have to laugh). I have always loved to write, when not pressured to do so (I must add).
For today, for the lack of my own creativity I post the poetry of my child. Who knows what one has inside, if one only reaches deep enough, is brave enough, to explore ones self.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Foggy Days....... sometimes hard to see
It's that time of year when the weather gets a cold grip on you...... brrrrrrr. Time to bundle up, go outside and see your breath in the air in front of you. The fog can get thick at times, sometimes it's even hard to see across the street, up the road, and on a few days..... you feel almost blinded by the white thick fog. But eventually the fog lifts and your vision is back to being able to see more clearly.
As I write this I think about "life"... and how sometimes we as people are blinded (like the fog), by our own emotions, our own feelings, being unable to see the other persons point of view or reason for doing or not doing something. We lash out - we hold grudges - we separate ourselves because we are simply unable to accept and deal with our own feelings about something - we hold on to and own what is not ours to own. We distance ourselves, like a lone survivor on an island, we can't let go and the one person that gets lost in the fog is the one holding on, unable to see the whole picture. The need to blame, you only hurt yourself in the end.... and sometimes in our hatred we lash out and our words cannot be taken back - they cut deep - they hurt - does this make it better - sometimes, like a ripple in a pond, those words grow bigger and bigger and trickle, hurting others unintended.
Why are we blinded like the fog. Can we learn from the fog? The fog lifts, we are able to see again. Can we, can mankind learn to deal with the fog, accept it for what it is, without blame, without alienating ourselves from others, accept our own feelings, knowing there is more going on than what one knows about another, and be able to let that fog lift?
Deep thoughts for a Tuesday, even for this writer, but I just write what comes to the mind and heart. Something for me to think about, to learn, so that I can grow within myself and learn to accept things unconditionally even if I don't know the reasons or whole picture of what may be going on with another. Today, I ponder these thoughts.
As I write this I think about "life"... and how sometimes we as people are blinded (like the fog), by our own emotions, our own feelings, being unable to see the other persons point of view or reason for doing or not doing something. We lash out - we hold grudges - we separate ourselves because we are simply unable to accept and deal with our own feelings about something - we hold on to and own what is not ours to own. We distance ourselves, like a lone survivor on an island, we can't let go and the one person that gets lost in the fog is the one holding on, unable to see the whole picture. The need to blame, you only hurt yourself in the end.... and sometimes in our hatred we lash out and our words cannot be taken back - they cut deep - they hurt - does this make it better - sometimes, like a ripple in a pond, those words grow bigger and bigger and trickle, hurting others unintended.
Why are we blinded like the fog. Can we learn from the fog? The fog lifts, we are able to see again. Can we, can mankind learn to deal with the fog, accept it for what it is, without blame, without alienating ourselves from others, accept our own feelings, knowing there is more going on than what one knows about another, and be able to let that fog lift?
Deep thoughts for a Tuesday, even for this writer, but I just write what comes to the mind and heart. Something for me to think about, to learn, so that I can grow within myself and learn to accept things unconditionally even if I don't know the reasons or whole picture of what may be going on with another. Today, I ponder these thoughts.
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