Feeling the Pain

It's been no secret that for the past two months I have been recovering from a very strange medical condition. I have been sick, really sick several times in my life where life and death hung in the balance. This incident was no different and my road to better health just took the long path.
I'm so grateful if you can believe it for  this very trying experience. The fight for life takes on a very interesting character even when you aren't expecting it to. I suppose my age is showing a lot more than I would like for it to, however the experience of having lived a very unusual life pays off in a big way. Really when I think about how long it has taken me to just get back on my feet literally it brings to mind how many times I have already traveled this road.
 They say God never gives you more than you can handle and that may be right, but right about now I'm thinking that if he wants me to share a little of this pain and suffering I'll be glad to scoot some over to his plate? Ya know what I mean? No insult indeed here to God.
No matter how long the recovery may take till I reach a complete and healthy me again, I feel the pain of this journey perhaps more than I ever have. Everyday is a little better and with that there is hope that my sun shine will return. Until that day comes, I'll just keep praying for things to get back to my "normal" and that the rest of the people in the universe are well taken care as well.
Yep, feeling the pain is real for me, but I still would rather be feeling the pain than to think about the alternative, that is unless next time somebody lets me into heaven for a change. :)
Be well, be happy, even if you are feeling the pain.
CJ

Unexpected sideline

You know, just when I think things are running pretty smoothly something comes along and upsets the cart. That's exactly what happen at the end of October.
I went on a vacation of sorts to visit with my daughter, son in law, and my two grand girls in Alabama. Everything seemed to be going good even though I had had minor surgery just days before. Two days after reaching my daughter's home my incision wasn't healing as well as we had hoped for and to make things worse I had developed a very sore throat.
For several days we treated my incision and my sore throat as best we could. Finally on my fourth day in Alabama I decided that I had to just give up and return home. Think that would be great for me, right? Not really because during the days that I had fought off the sore throat all along I had developed a serious case of Strep throat. By the time I got in to see my doctor my dehydration was so bad that my blood pressure had drop too low and was barely audible.
Needless to say I ended up in the hospital for four days trying to get everything back to working order. My diabetes got all out of whack and nothing has been the same since. I am home now thank goodness, dragging myself through everyday.
Sometimes things are just the unexpected sidelines that we don't see coming, but in the end through all of the hell that I feel I have been through, here I am. Hanging in and doing the best that I can to get back up and keep moving forward.
Unexpected sidelines sometimes ends up being the very thing we need to slow us down and help us balance out our lives more evenly. Ah, as for me. Well, I'm trying to slow the pace and learn from the experience just how to enjoy every moment that comes my way. After all we never know when something really awful might just put us in the hospital or worse. I for one am looking for the good times that I have to spend with family and friends.
Hope you all have a good long chances to enjoy the experiences as well. Be well always..
C.J.
                    

Happy Moments

Today I was living in a happy moment. spending time with my son, daughter in  law and grand girl. How can I not be filled with sunshine after playing with my little grand girl, as I referee to her (grand daughter) . Watching her enjoy eating Chinese food and laughing as she stuffed her mouth full of rice. UMMMM, how sweet it was to be with her and my family members.
There's too much sorrow right now and I'm looking for the good times. Happy moments come when you open the door and let them in. I hope to have my door opened widely as I stand and wait for each new experience.
Happy moments, they are what we make of them. Make your happy moments today and be filled with joy and smiles.

LIVING IN THE MOMENT

Sometimes tough situations come into our lives and no matter how we think we're set to brace ourselves from the hurt, it just doesn't happen. Why in the world would anyone who says that they love you act as though you were a noose around their neck? Why would they spell out all of their anger and hostile thoughts on you?
I seem to be living this type of life right now and no matter how I try to fix it, it just doesn't get better. So what am I missing here? How can I figure out how to survive this angry relationship when all I did was show up to participate in it?
There are no clear answers and no exact lines in the sand for me. All I have is my prayer and hope that when the storm comes I can weather the turbulence. It is a day by day event for me and learning to live in the moment counts for everything.
I realize that trying to live in the moment is so much harder than trying to work out the solution, or even trying to fix what may be at the chord of what's wrong with this relationship. Sometimes we don't get to fix everything that's wrong in our lives. For me I only have the ability to  see the moment and pick how to live the moment. I have to trust that somewhere within all the hell that's coming that God hears my prayers.
Writing this today isn't very easy for me. It's the admission to myself and the world at large that my life more often than not sucks. I have an unseen enemy that wages war against me even though the profession of love is mention somewhere along the way.
Most often I chose to believe in that love even though I know that a battle is coming and I am powerless to change it. So here I sit writing, pouring out my grief hoping that my words can become a form of therapy.
In the end I've learn to live in the moment, wait out the anger and praying for calmness that will ease the storm inside of him.I believe in love in all forms. I believe that each human needs another for love, comfort and support. Until the day that I am proved wrong, I will continue living in the moment, hoping for the best and praying loudly that God will continue to give me enough strength to see this to the ends of my days.
Be strong, and stay the course and know that God has got your back everyday you're living the moment. Somehow, some way it will work itself out.
Go with peace :)

Connection

There are few too moments that I have to really connect to those all around me. It matters not that my connection is with family, friends, neighbors or just a stranger, only that I acknowledge their lives.
All of us wish to have connections to persons from all walks of life. So, if you have a moment, a break in your busy schedule then take time to connect to someone close by.
After all we never know when any of us will be spending our last moments on earth and I would rather know that I at lest had taken the time to have that one lasting memory of a loving, caring and happiest of connection.
Connect today, after all what are you waiting for?

Sometimes

Sometimes my precious moments come when I lest expect them. Not in boxes all wrapped up with bows, but in human form of those I love and those that are in need.
I am blessed to be able to share my life with the world at large, as far as I can see.

Caring with a smile

In the course of my life time I have seen and experienced plenty of sorrow. The feeling of sorrow becomes one of the greatest challenges I have endured while learning how to care for myself and others with a smile.
Smiling when you don't feel so awesome is hard, harder still is to care for those around me with smile.
A breaking heart often has to many shattered pieces to find a way to care for others all the while trying to mustering up a smile in earnest.
Finding a way to love, care and be with the human race even when you are at your lowest takes a broad heart. I believe that one of the most valuable lessons that I have learn is indeed caring for others with a smile.
The act of smiling far easier than a frowning. I say take time to increase your caring and smiling techniques and at the end of the day you might just find that your attitude towards your own life as well as others has been left up in a positive mode.
Caring with a smile, try it , you may just like the way it feels :)
Peace to all.

Nuttier than a fruitcake!!

Every once in awhile there's that one person in every body's life that's just nuttier than a fruitcake. Sometimes it's that very odd aunt or uncle. The again maybe  it's your sister or brother and sometimes it's just your Grammy.
Yep, it's me, Grammy and I'm delightfully nuttier than a fruitcake. I like the crazy kind of life style where I can wear red streaks in my very blonde hair. Sometimes I just like to glitter things up and wear make up that most fifty eight year old Grams wouldn't do. I've had long colorful braids, with long finger nails, I had no hair, some hair and well not sure what kind of hair.
I've been thin, thicker and way out of portion. I've lived and I've died, several times. I love classical music and rock'n'roll. I don't do country , but love the theater, movies and television.
I'll hang out with you until late in the morning just so we can talk about things. I'll send cards on holidays, birthdays and any days, because that's what I do. We can eat ice cream and cake for dinner and have spaghetti too. All these things I can be for you, cause being nuttier than a fruitcake just simply makes me all yours.
Love all three of my grand girls , it's three for the price of one Grammy, as nutty as I might be!!

A moment

A moment is sharing time with my baby grand girl. Watching her discover the world with eyes anew. Her bright and beautiful smile that melts my heart. Giggling at the smallest of things. A moment of love shared with sweet gentle kisses.
A moment never to repeat itself, here today gone in a blink of an eye. A moment so precious it fills my soul. A moment in life, joyous and unending.

When

When we've had enough of all of that old stuff, the hate, the lies, the killing and defying. When we have finally come full circle to humanity's end then that's when we'll all see our end.
When enough is enough and all is said and done, then that's when our souls will be blessed to set us free, when it's good and new and the angles come through.
The when the end has come, I believe the when will become our win.

Think about it, you'll see the when is our win... in the end....

Purpose

So many times I wonder if I really know my purpose in life. Today I felt that I actually understood the meaning of that question as I played with my one year old grand girl. She is so innocent of all of the cruel, hateful and mean less acts that go on all around her. As we played , laughed and just experienced that beautiful joy that only she can bring in my life I felt my purpose fully revealed.
My purpose today was to simply be Grammy. To enjoy the moment of spending time with a wonderful blessing from God. To see his works so tremendously displayed in her gorgeous face and to be reminded that life is one moment to one moment.
We have so much to be thankful for each day and that alone is grand purpose. Being Grammy is just icing on my cake. Who ever said you can't have you cake and eat it to didn't know their purpose. How awesome is that for just one day!!

Dream

There are thousands upon thousands of dream to be had for the taking. Live your life one dream at a time. Feel it's riches filling your soul. Know that each dream you act on is building you for a better tomorrow. Believe that no one or nothing change block your deepest desires from coming to life.
Dream often, dream big, dream everyday and know that all things are possible.

Peaceful dreams to all.

Remebrance

We remember in sorrow, move in with hope and see tomorrow in somber reflection. Nothing stops us completely.
 We are strong, we endure. We have faith in God and he protects us for all harm.
 We see the fallen ones and call out there names. We feel the strength withinour hearts. Our souls revived.
We are still America, red, white and blue.
We are here, we see you and know our enemies.
We are, The UNITED States of America and we will prosper, because we are united in spirit, soul and hearts, we are one.
Remembrance, those who have left us, but are not gone.
God bless America, the home of the free.

nuts in a fruit basket

I remember back to the early 60's still hearing the enormous laughter of my siblings as we played kick ball in front of our brick house as young children. We were just six little spit balls on fire,jumping up and down screaming at one another. It could be the final game of the night, but the girls were so determined to win that the dark sky didn't threaten us at all. Those far away streaks of lighting only made us more determined to get the winning run, come hell or high water that was  for sure.
Here we were, that funny little group of wild and crazy children all living under the same roof, with the same parents. We were the force of all craziness in on our neighborhood. It had been said more than once probably as late as oh, last night that we were all crazy, just a bunch of fruit cakes.
We mostly giggled as we laughed off our neighboring playmates knowing deep down inside were nuttier than any upside down fruit cake could possibility be. There was a great sense of pride in being part of the Griffin clan.
Why in some places around our neighborhood we were almost famous. Other family members from church, school, local grocery stores and places where my mom would buy discounted food items to feed her six pack of children, knew us quiet well.
In public, like school and church, department stores such as Wools Worth, Zayers, J.C.Penney's and a few other stores like those, the regular sales folks knew us very well. We were the polite storm. You know that type of family where those that fight together, pray together and then do a little bit of hell raising on the side. Our actions and behavior were always on trial with our mother. Jessie watched us like a hawk, never missing a thing we did. I can promise you that if we acted out in the smallest of ways that displeased her, well there would be hell to pay. Usually it was our ass that paid for our misbehavior every time.
As we grew up all six of us children found it distasteful to have to go outside and pick out our own switch that would be used to punish yourself. Now that's one big bag full of wild crazy if'n you ask me!!!What kind of kid wants to find his own punishing rod that will latter be use to smack the crap out of his rear in. That's a lesson that will surely be learn on good terms, too.
In the meantime the rest of us children were already probably raising more ruckus somewhere in the neighborhood. You see there was just this even set of numbers for us that mad it easy to get into trouble. There were three boys and three girls in my family.
We were a perfect mixture and smooth blend between The Brady Bunch and Denise The Menace, meets Andy of Mayberry and The Thing From Outer Space. Nothing that we did was off limits, or more like the Outer Limits and everything we tried as an experiment was just us being kids. Of course that also included when my middle brother, Paul set the bunk bed on fire with a lit candle cause he was hiding from my mom.
Or like the time a can of pineapple went missing and all six of us got punished. We never did find out who really did eat the pineapple, but it sure would of been nice to know since we all had to pick a switch that day,
If I had time I'm sure that I could remember lots more things to say, but for now I'll just sit here and let my mind drift back to the "good" times. When the days of being a kid meant that there was an equal amount of fun and adventurous time as there was a down time, let's kick you ass time.
I don't about some of you, but I miss days when values and a man's word meant everything and families were really families. Those that played together, indeed did pray together and that was the American we grew up on.
Where have all the families gone, long time ago, I remember that there was a good ole day. Just nuts in a fruit baskets.
Having fun and loving life...... that's what a family is for, nuts in all

Humiltiy

 As is often the case with myself I find that on an unexpectant moment I am caught off guard. My behavior is less the admirable and a sense of shame comes over me. Such was the case this past Sunday when I found myself seething with anger in church no less.
Once again I had let my foolish pride and anger get the best of me as I felt the need to display how upset I was at another member of my church. There is nothing quiet like having the full force of my unhappiness laid at your feet as I steamed inwardly with displeasure.
A funny thing happened on my way to listening to the sermon, I began to realize what an ass I had been that morning. There was no doubt that given another second to think about my reaction I could have chosen a better and surely more pleasant way of handling the situation.
It was obvious that I owed my friend and fellow church family member a huge apology. Knowing myself as well as I do, often I assume that those that are closes to me should know the limits of what can and can not be exchanged with me. As the old saying goes, to assume makes an ass of you and me both. However the only ass in this fight was me!!
Needless to say after the sermon had ended I made my way to my friend, made the apology that I so owed her, leaving the church satisfied that I had corrected the wrong I caused. In the wake of this stupid and ridiculous behavior I have found a very valuable lesson, it is simply the art of humility.
Humility, or being humble is not something we creatures of mankind do very easily. We are prone to arrogance by our very nature and certainly we ignore the common sense of loving nurture. What a shameful way for me to behave, especially in the house of God.
But as with most things of my choosing there is always a valuable lesson that is learn. Here it is simply that I have no greater value than the next child of God and therefore let me be reminded that I should treat others the way that I too would like to be treated, in kindness.
Humility, it can say so much about who we choose to be. As for me, well it's a learning curve for sure, but then that's not a surprise is it?  

Mystical Waterfalls

Oh, the beauty of the waterfall as it tumbles down,
Which comforts us as the water makes splashing sounds.

It come like a breeze that fills the soul,
We hunger for more of our own control.

Over the rocks and down the slopes,
Being one with the waterfall that fills us with hope.

Mystical waterfalls that soothe our wounded soul,
Making room once again, our body and minds becoming whole.

Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling onward oh mother earth,
She gives our spirits peace, removing all that hurts.

Mystical waterfall that never cease to exist,
A healing that our true selves can not resist.

Heaven's Nightlight

                             Whisk away,  whisk away, whisk away oh light,

                             Your soul has become one of heaven's new night lights.

                              Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle into the twilight,

                              Warming our hearts with your loves' perfect delight.

                               Shining, shining, shining brilliantly so bright,

                               Looking upwards, your soul is forever in flight.

                               Twinkling, twinkling, twinkling always before our sight,

                               Now you are heaven's most beautiful star of eternal night.

Just being.

Many times I have sit all alone, in the dark and quietness of my home. Thinking of what there is left for me to do, then I think about me and you. So much has passed since we first met, zooming right by us. Flying straight through our lives.
Where have all the hours gone, years coming and going, ending in a flash. Somewhere from the beginning till now, we were just being us.
We've played out our lives, working, surviving, raising our children, just being. How do we measure our time together, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad? Just being who we are and what we have become.
People are all around us, family, friends and acquaintances, just passing by sharing a little time in our space. Consider how it all goes by so fast. One day we are waiting to grow up, the next minute we have grown up. In all of the time that we collectively live through we are just being us. Individuals that learn to grow in love and spirit, one to another.
I'd like to think that when my time on this earth is finished that someone will be able to say, in her purest form and way of living she was just being the best that she could be. If just one person understands who I have become and what I stand for, then in so many ways that means that I am honestly just being real.
Life doesn't offer many moments where you can stand up, shake off the dust and proclaim, I am just being, human.
I am just being human, that's who I am. Are you just being........? your best???
We are blessed every moment we are here and that's worth just being me.

A Family Gathering

One by one they come. SUVs, cars, trucks, arriving each carrying their own prospective families. Years have passed since the last gathering. High hopes come along for the ride too. No one knows exactly what to expect, but joyous celebration will soon be upon them.
Tables and chairs are scattered around the pool. An invitation for each one to join in. Many have we lost along the trail of life, we plan to revel in seeing how many are still among us. So we gather together in hopes of finding a renewed sense of family.No real reason really exist for having taken so long to see one another again, yet here we are from so many stretched out places.
Hugs, pats on the back, strong masculine hand shakes are given as we each arrive. Tons and tons of young children pour out the doors of the vehicles, ready to play and swim their day away.
You can smell the charcoal burning, sizzling on the grill, burgers and hot dogs beginning to cook. Aw, how the air is filled with such love today. The scent is twisting up with heavy odors of delicious food cooking.
Holidays bring out the best in families, so here we are.
Food passing from one plate to another, sharing, tasting and talking over recipes. We are from three generation sitting side by side, smiling for the next round of pictures. It is a time for sharing, caring and at times wearing others' concerns. It is our family of three generations talking, tasting and exchanging numbers to stay in contact. It is what we came here for, to renew our love and to remember why we must stay together.
As the last minutes of this huge event begins to fade, we are reminded that this same time next year we could be without one of our leading souls. Life marches onward, leaving our body's behind, but the spirit of who you are remains forever.
So we gathered together this day, to love one another, be loved by someone. Reminding ourselves and each other that family gatherings are important. Genration to genration, our blood line lives on.
We celebrate now, hoping for tomorrow, praying that each of us will take the love shared here and live well.
A family gathering, seems like a small idea, such a grand statement to pass forward. Teaching our children that nothing comes before the love of a family, connected, praying together and living their lives well.
Gather your family soon, don't let your time slip by.
Live well, gather up and share a prayer, it'll all workout for the best. This is still God's country.

SUGAR AND SPICE

DAYS OF SUNSHINE FILLED WITH THE SUGAR AND SWEET KISSES OF CHILDREN, SPICED WITH LAUGHTER THAT FILLS THE HEART. MINUTE BY MINUTE OF PLUMP SOUNDS OF JOY AND LAUGHTER, THE PURENESS  OF A CHILD'S SMILE THAT MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND.
BRIGHT COLORFUL FLOWERS, PAINTED RAINBOWS REACHING ACROSS THE SKY. NIGHTS FILLED WITH TWINKLING STARS AND CHILDREN'S PRAYERS FROM NEAR AND FAR.
THESE GIFTS OF LIFE THAT WE RECEIVE EACH AND EVERYDAY, THE THINGS THAT SHOULD REMIND US OF HOW OUR LIVES HAPPILY DISPLAYED.
SUGAR AND SPICE, THESE ARE SO NICE, THEY ARE THE JOY OF MY LIFE.

FOR MY CHILDREN, JAIME AND ERIC WHO ARE MY SUGAR AND SPICE THAT MAKE EVERYTHING SO NICE .
MUCH LOVE, MOM

When Angels Call

                                                    In soft and gentle slumber I rest,
                                                    My guardian angel is by my bed.

                                                   No fears or worries do I have,
                                                   For tears of joy I now do shed.

                                                  Angels calling out to my soul,
                                                  Gods' wondrous glory I behold.

                                                  On wings of gold they come to me,
                                                  Keeping my dreams in perfect harmony.

                                                  No sorrow, no sadness do I find
                                                  For God's eternal love is all mine.



                      For Mom, my friend and teacher of goodness in life. An Angel to all, in heaven's light.

Battling Giants

There are so many occasion in our lifetime when we are face with incredible obstacles. At times certain situation feel as though we can not begin to figure out how to over come them. We are tasked as humans to search for answers that may seem far outside the scope of what we are able to achieve. How then do we battle giants?
Giants are not just some figure from a story of long, long ago, they exist in our everyday walk. Their forms differ depending on the battle ahead, yet they are every bit as frightening. Our battles require vast types of armor, but the spirit to survive is forged from the will to survive.
For many of us there may be only a few episodes in our entire life where we find ourselves battling a particular giant, for others there may be hundreds of incidents. Still, the need to go on, the will to endure always learning how to outlast the foe never seems to change. We are imperfect creatures at times looking for perfection and our giants are ready and willing to block the way.
How awesome is life with its ever changing nature. That mankind has the ability to go with the flow and find a way to battle the giants in our lives. That no matter the odds or even the outcome at the end of every life we can take pride in a battle well fought.
For every human that is born, we die as well, but its the in between that leaves our mark.Our battles are fought and our victories shared with one another. Battling giants, simply because our spirits will endeavor to survive and last forever.
Our human factor, battling giants, and thus becoming one with eternity.

A Prayer for Barbara

 Oh Lord, if you aren't too busy this morning I have a special favor to ask of you. A prayer for Barbara is being lifted up into your loving hands. You see, this morning Barbara will under go surgery to check out what appears to be several cancerous nodules within her abdominal cavity and a tumor on her pancreas.
She's quiet a lady as you already know, with a heart of gold. For over thirty years she gave her time to teach young adults a subject I could never understand, math. In all of the years that I have known her anytime that I was in need, there she was helping out in the best way she could.
Barbara is one of those giving types of people who just love to help others. That's called love, something that you God have asked us to do. Right now her main concern is not about herself, but it is about her family and friends.
We already know that her situation is looking very grim, but we all are hopeful that you God will be merciful.
Sometimes miracles come not in saving a life, but letting a life finish it's course with grace and dignity. So tonight God I'm asking everyone that reads this to ask you for grace and dignity for Barbara. I know she would greatly appreciate it.
We can never be sure of our future can we and since both of her parents died from cancer, well let's just say Barbara isn't expecting a good report. So I trust that you God will be with her all during her surgery. Fill her soul with hope that no matter what happens your love will see her through.
Let everyone who knows how great prayers can be ask God to take care of Barbara, after all she's been my sister-in-law for almost 38 years now and I really want her to hang around so we can continue to hang out together and love one another, the way we are suppose to.
This is A Prayers For Barbara, worldwide. Hoping everybody will join in. God's always on duty and he does take prayer request. I know that for sure, Barbara has prayed for me more times than I can count and I'm still here.
So God, hear every prayer today and be merciful. We love her and want what's best for her. Thank you for listening God and taking this special request. It means the world to me and her family too.
AMEN !!

A minute

I have a minute, it goes by too fast.
In everything I do still hoping it will last.

Twirling, twirling it all slips by my life,
tugging, tugging my heart strings of strife,

Pelting, pelting me ,my life's too short,
everything, everything way out of sort.

Tick, tick,ticking of the fast pace clock,
minutes of my life disappearing like sinking rocks.

Minutes here and minutes there,
Quick hurry up, still time to share.

SORROW

 Sorrow, it seeps into our lives at a moments notice. We are always unprepared for what is attached to that sorrow. It pours over our emotions running like a river filling our hearts to the brim. We lay still in somber quietness trying to calm the fears and anxiety that often accompanies the dark feeling.
Our minds are free falling into an abyss that seems to have no ending. Sorrow just seems to wrap itself around our entire being holding onto us with a firm hand of steel. It  can grip your heart and squeeze the very breath out of you. Sorrow at times just seems to snatch your very sense of balance.
We never know when sorrow will manifest. It comes in a wide variety of shapes and forms. Just showing up like a thief in the night, slithering  all around our being and taking over without notice. We try to fight the oppressing feeling, but too often the power that it brings is over whelming.
Sometimes you just have to let go, give in to the sorrow. Emotionally even though we may not recognize this, sorrow has it's place in our lives.
We are just human, flesh and blood, living and dying at a moments notice. When nature, as God has created it works we are simply at it's mercy.
Today I feel that sorrow in the worse of ways. Somehow without notification life has come to claim another loved one. It won't come swiftly, no not at all and it shan't be welcomed. No, life as it works out is a simple rhythm of life and death, something that we all shall succumb to. It is a process none the less, but along with this even flow of checks and balances our sorrow intertwines us like a intricate spider web being spun for all to see. It catches what it needs to sustain the balance of life.
Sorrow is never easy, it bogs down our emotional state of being like the heaviest of weights. For me my only resolve for this feeling that invades my personal space is prayer. Not one to preach, I'm simply stating a view point, that when my sorrow is so heavy that I haven't enough tears to flush it from my soul then prayer is where I go.
Yes, sorrow is as much a part of who we are, but not one of us suffers alone. I pray that my sorrow will soon be replaced with the greatest amount of hope. That joy and happiness will be like the brightest sun shine on all of my days for that beloved that will be missed. Whenever I look to the heavens I only view the that place where all of our souls shall rest with rainbows aplenty.
Our sorrows are with us daily, but when the journey ends what lies ahead washes away that which has burden every soul and all will be renewed, beautiful and eternally good.

For Barbara, who helped me to understand all dreams are possible. Thank you. Sweet dreams and rainbow are yours, life renewed and beautiful, eternally.

TIME GOES BY

The days of summer are quickly coming to an end and with that the moments that have been shared with my grand daughters has come and gone.How so marvelous has been the time that I have had with them, I barely can stand for it be over. As each summer vacation comes to an end I am left realizing how quickly times goes by. It was only yesterday or so it seems that my children were swimming, running and playing in the sun. We had all the time in the world for adventure, or so it seemed. Then one day I looked up only to find that they had grown into adults. Where had all my time gone?
Now it is my grand girls that have replaced the adventures of time well spent in my life. Each summer we grow another season older, but we do together just like I did with my daughter and son. How wonderful that life can offer us another generation to share our lives, experiences and time with, laughing together in one swift second.
Life is like that, here today, gone tomorrow, somewhat of a repeat of where we have already been. Oh how sweet and marvelous has my life been so far.With a lot of praying I hope to have time still to come. Yes, time stands still for no one, but learning to value the time that we have actually does take time. One thing is for sure, until our last days on earth, times goes by and very quickly at that.
Learn to enjoy whatever time you have. Love who you share it with and savor it, nothing last forever. Memories are our keepsakes blessings always keep us going.

SPOKEN

Words spoken can not be eased, they only leave an imprint of yourself behind. There is never too much love or kindness being shared, only too little usage of them. What good is kindness and love if you don't use them well and often?
Be a friend to all, love often, be kind always and see how different our world can become. This is our first and greatest commandment. Try it you may find that life isn't so hard to bear.
Be well, live happy. :)

Image That!

As a little girl growing up in Georgia way back in the mid fifties I had no idea where my life would take me. Many times as a child I tried very hard to image exactly how my life would turn out. It's like that old song that I remember, "whatever will be, will be, the futures' not ours' to see." Since those days of playing house with my sister, growing somewhat poor and not knowing that I had much more in my life than so many other children did  in those days, things have changed. The song remains the same, what will be, will be.
My road from the mid fifties till now has been so very winding, full of sorrow, many of hundreds of mistakes and plenty of happiness. I see my life now half full and realize what an amazing time I have had on this earth. To say that I am blessed is an understatement to that fact. For me nothing is worth having if I had not traveled the road that I am still on, taking a leap of faith and knowing that somehow all would be well.
There is always a certain hesitation about the unknown, but the thrill of the ride is just too inviting not go along. If not for the ride how would I have become the person that I am today and the thought of what will be, will be, would never have any meaning to my life at all.
For all that I could dream of as a child I could never have dreamt of the life that I have lived. The blessing that have been bestowed upon me and the clear understanding that life without struggle, sorrow and joy is a life not lived.
For all that I have seen and done, experienced, failed at and risen above to reclaim my life with God's almighty love, my savior's gift of salvation has become the greatest of all gifts that I have received.
Now image that, times eternity.
Image That!

Precious Moments

It seems like everyday the rush is on, moving more and more quickly through life. If ever the phrase,"Stop and smell the roses." could have vast impact on humanbeings it is now. Our world is changing at a rate that soon in our near future the average person wouldn't be able to keep up. What will happen to those of us that can barely keep pace now? I am sadly reminded that as I age the life that I once knew and found comfort in is quickly disappearing all around me. I struggle to understand our technological world that seems to run so fast I can't keep up with our changing world. How funny that so often I have referred to myself as an aging dinosaur, but it never occurred to me that I could actually become one. How wonderful that just when I need a recharging of my soul and spirit, a way to be up lifted and renewed life does that for me. It is the joyous love of my grand girls that reminds me of how wonderful youth really is. That there is a true sweetness and innocence that comes with being young and that with age come wisdom, patience and understanding. These are my precious moments when my girls are with me, loving me for who I am and I return that love from a place far greater than myself. I am moving through my lifetime like the speed of light, yet still I have these breaks, these precious moments to remind me that I am not just a dinosaur, but a very blessed and honored one at that. Precious moments are all any of us have, so for me I have to stop and smell the roses. As I do, I am reminded of the life I have and the value it has for me. For every moment that passes me by there is one more experience that I will have to add to my life's' basket. At the end of my journey I hope that I have more percious moments to carry with me to my eternal life than not. Precious Moments, the love that never dies, the spirit that carries on.