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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Thought of the Day V

Be kind to yourself.
Life is hard enough.

Be real.
Your kids can see right through you anyway.


Simon Says: Play Nice!

I can't control people,
but I can control what I say about them.



Fire-Starters beware!
You may one day burn your own house down.
 
 
 
To us it's just another night of news on television,
but to them it's their reality, their life,
and often times their prayer request.



Today is Yesterday's Tomorrow.
Isn't this what you've been looking forward to?

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Thought of the Day IV

Truth is, I really am perfect.
Everyone else just makes me look bad.



Feel free to judge others
 as soon as you have it all together.



I'm a reasonable person!
I just choose to act irresponsibly.



We're like peanut butter and jelly.
I'm not like you. And, you're not like me.
But, together we are
 pretty stinkin' awesome!



I know exactly where I'm going, GEESH!!!
(now, if you could just show me which way is west?)



When it sounds like I'm joking, I'm serious.
When I'm serious, I'm just joking.
Why do you have such a hard time understanding me?



I am absolutely certain of one thing.
I'm clueless.



You know you need to work on your marital communication
when your dog knows more about you than your spouse.



Tis the season for giving!
But, keep your negativity to yourself.



Be careful who you share information with.
It is a small world, after all.



Monday, May 28, 2012

Thought of the Day III

Your housework will always be there.  Your children won't.


If you're looking for life-long volunteering,
become a parent.


Don't make it hard for people to find nice things to say at your funeral.


Don't wait for people to love you.  Dare to go first.


For some reason, the more I pray for you the less I hate you.



If God had a Facebook page
would you accept his Friend Request?



There's no evangelism in heaven.


Wake up!!
 There's a LIFE to live!

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Thought of the Day II

Push me,
 and I'll never move. 
Inspire me,
 and you'll never stop me.


Anger is a fire that must be addressed
or it will burn you from the inside out.



Running after money
only makes you
exhausted and never satisfied.



Overly obsessing over your body is as sensible as
overly obsessing over a flower that will perish tomorrow.



Keeping your cool in a heated conversation
is a gift to yourself -- and the other party.



Not taking care of yourself
 is a disservice to the ones that love you.


Not dealing with your issues
 is like having rotten produce in your house
and refusing to empty the trash.


You're never alone in what you're going through.
You're special, but not exclusive to any trial.


Thank you's are always remembered.  Whether they were given -- or not.


Saturday, May 26, 2012

Thought of the Day

Loving your spouse means loving them for who they are now,
not what you wish they'd become or what they used to be.



Trusting God is like putting all your chips on one number and knowing you're a guaranteed winner.


Words are like boomerangs. When you send them out, they'll be sure to come back at you.



The more you know, the more you realize how much you really don't know at all.



Joy   My drug of choice.



Pray or WorryPrayer gives back.  Worry takes.



Love Forgives -- even if it can't forget.



Happy people are peculiar.



There's two ways over a mountain --
by foot, or with wings.


Monday, May 21, 2012

Tastes Like Chocolate

When I was pregnant with my first daughter, my husband used to talk to my belly.  Then, he'd pull out his guitar and sing to my belly.  Then, he would get real close and whisper to my belly.  We would smile and laugh about it, but what he was doing was something so very precious.  He was beginning a life-long relationship with his child.  And, he was using something that was unique to him -- his voice. 

When she was born and the doctors laid her down, my husband walked over to her and called her by name.  Immediately, she responded and turned her head in his direction.  She was finally able to meet the person behind the voice she had been hearing her whole life.  She knew it in an instant.

Our Daddy's Voice is unique.  It's a 'sound' like no other.  And, the more we hear it, the more we learn what it sounds like.  He speaks to us as we read His Word.  He sings over us as we walk through our day.  He gently whispers and nudges us -- and we'll hear it if we are listening closely.  The more we position ourselves to listen to it and for it, the more familiar we become with it.  I remember when I was a child, I could be in a crowded, noisy department store.  But, if I heard my mother calling for me, I could pick it out immediately and respond to it.  A child knows its parent's voice.

My youngest daughter asked me once, "Mommy how do you know it's God's Voice."

To simplify it the best way I could, I told her this... 

"If I were to blindfold you and have you taste a piece of chocolate, even if you didn't see the chocolate, would you know it was chocolate?"

"Yes." she said.

"It's like that with God."  I said.  "If you 'taste' Him enough, you always know when it's Him."

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

The Factory Workers

A team of factory workers were invited to do a great and exciting job.  There was only one problem.  Though each one was skilled in his own area, no one seemed to know where to begin with this great and exciting job.  They arrived each day ready to work, but spent most of their time asking each other what exactly they should be doing to move their project forward.  This created much frustration among the workers.  Frustration with themselves.  Frustration with the task.  And, especially, frustration with each other.  Though, none of them wanted to give up, they began to grumble and question why they were even asked to come to the factory in the first place.

One day, the Owner and Visionary of the factory came for a visit.  Seeing that the workers were not working and sitting idly at their stations, He called them all together to address them. 

"What are you doing fellow workers?  Why are you not working together to complete our great and exciting job?" the Owner asked.

The workers looked at him and then looked at each other.

"We do not know what we are supposed to do, Sir." they said.  "We each are skilled in our own areas, but we do not know where to begin to accomplish this great and exciting job."

The Owner shook His head and sighed. 

Then with loving eyes, He looked at the workers and pulled out a piece of paper from His pocket. 

"I have here in my hand a copy of the invitation that was sent to each of you.  From what I can see, you all have only read the first part of my invitation.  Let me read for you the rest of it...

"When you arrive each day at the factory,
 report immediately to the center hall.
In the center of the center hall
you will find a red telephone.
This is a direct line to my office.
When you pick it up,
I will already be waiting on the other end.
My voice will come through over the speaker system.
You will then see a large screen descend from the ceiling. 
As you look up, you will find that I have already laid out
the plans for your day. 
Read them carefully and go and do as I say.
This is how I will unfold my Vision
for our great and exciting job."

 
"My fellow co-workers," the Owner said, as He looked into the eyes of each worker, "Vision is not found horizontally amongst yourselves, but rather vertically when you Seek and Look Up."



Monday, May 14, 2012

Just Go

I've heard gym-goers say it.

On days they have absolutely no motivation to go exercise, they tell themselves, "Just go.  Once you're there, you'll jump in and be so glad you came."  And, ya know what?  That's what happens most of the time.  They may not go to the gym with a positive attitude, but they leave with one. 

There are mornings I'm like those gym-goers.  I'm not very optimistic with God.  Though He waits for me to come and I know I have full membership privileges, I can't seem to drag my butt toward Him.  My thoughts are downcast.  My list of things to worry about floods my mind.  My complaints shoot out of my mouth like a dirty muffler. 

It's then I tell myself.  "Just go.  Once you're there, you'll jump in and be so glad you came." 

And, ya know what?  That's what happens.  I may not come with all my ducks in a row.  I may only come with a mustard seed size of faith.  But, it's enough to shoot me to the heavens and shake all that junk off me to the earth below.  I may not come with a positive attitude, but I sure do leave with one!