Saturday, February 11, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Believe In Miracles!
Love your life.
Believe in your own power ; your own potential, and your own innate goodness.
Every morning , wake with the awe of just being alive.
Each day , discover the magnificent , awesome beauty in the world.
Explore and embrace life in yourself and in everyone you see each day.
Reach within to find your own specialness.
Amaze yourself , and rouse those around you to the potential of each new day.
Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect ; this is the essence of your humanity.
Let those who love you help you.
Trust enough to be able to take.
Look with hope to the horizon of today , for today is all we truly have.
Live this day well.
Let a little sunshine out as well as in.
Create your own rainbows.
Be open to all your possibilities ; possibilities can be miracles.
Believe in miracles !
Believe in your own power ; your own potential, and your own innate goodness.
Every morning , wake with the awe of just being alive.
Each day , discover the magnificent , awesome beauty in the world.
Explore and embrace life in yourself and in everyone you see each day.
Reach within to find your own specialness.
Amaze yourself , and rouse those around you to the potential of each new day.
Don't be afraid to admit that you are less than perfect ; this is the essence of your humanity.
Let those who love you help you.
Trust enough to be able to take.
Look with hope to the horizon of today , for today is all we truly have.
Live this day well.
Let a little sunshine out as well as in.
Create your own rainbows.
Be open to all your possibilities ; possibilities can be miracles.
Believe in miracles !
1 Corinthians 13
The Way of Love
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If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
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And if I have a prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, b so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
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c If I give away all I have, and d if I deliver up my body to be burned, 1 but have not love, I gain nothing.
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e Love is patient and f kind; love g does not envy or boast; it h is not arrogant
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or rude. It i does not insist on its own way; it j is not irritable or resentful; 2 6
it k does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but l rejoices with the truth.
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m Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, e endures all things.
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Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
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For n we know in part and we prophesy in part,
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but o when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away.
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When I was a child, I
spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
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For p now we see in a mirror dimly, but q then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as r I have been fully known.
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So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet 43
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Sweet Man...
Thank you all for your
support over these past seven years. I know I haven't been easy to live
with, metaphorically speaking. Heck, I had another meltdown tonight
going through an old box when I came across a birthday card he gave me 8
years before he died. I am so thankful that I had someone that
appreciated and truly loved me. :-)
For those of you that didn't know Gibson, or didn't know "My" Gibson, I want to share what he wrote in that card: "Paula, Thank for all the lunches you've fixed. Thanks for the 2 beautiful children you went through pain for us. Thanks for all the support you've given me these 15 years and especially the last 5. Thanks Sugar for the many, many things I haven't the room to mention, but most of all sugar, thanks for all the Love! I love you very, very much. Love, Gibson" .
For those of you that didn't know Gibson, or didn't know "My" Gibson, I want to share what he wrote in that card: "Paula, Thank for all the lunches you've fixed. Thanks for the 2 beautiful children you went through pain for us. Thanks for all the support you've given me these 15 years and especially the last 5. Thanks Sugar for the many, many things I haven't the room to mention, but most of all sugar, thanks for all the Love! I love you very, very much. Love, Gibson" .
Moving Ahead....
Last night I took a huge step for me. I finally allowed Gibson's clothes to be removed to be taken to the men's homeless shelter. When Hunter got here to help me, I told him I couldn't do it, he would have to do it alone. However, I put on my big girl panties and went in there with him. There was something kind of soothing about the process. We laughed, smiled, and got a little teary at times as we remembered so many things in our lives through the clothes Gibson wore. Hunter kept a few things for himself, a hoodie, a couple of shirts, bathrobe, and a few ties; we put aside a few Calvary items for Kristen, and his black leather jacket. I could see him in everyone of them, except the ones he never wore that still had tags hanging on them. I realized that removing his clothes does not remove him from my mind or my heart. It has been over 7 years; he's not coming back to get them, so someone should get some use out of them. I won't allow the devil to make me regret not doing it before my brother died. God knew I wasn't ready. I am working hard on looking ahead, and leaving the past where it belongs. I have to quit living or better yet, NOT living in it.
God is good. " But may the God of all grace, who called us to his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after you have suffered a while, perfect, establish, strengthen and settle you. To Him be the glory and the dominion forever and ever, Amen. I Peter 5:10-11" He knows my suffering, and I trust him to do all he claims.
Until later...
God is good. " But may the God of all grace, who called us to his eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after you have suffered a while, perfect, establish, strengthen and settle you. To Him be the glory and the dominion forever and ever, Amen. I Peter 5:10-11" He knows my suffering, and I trust him to do all he claims.
Until later...
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
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