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Posted on 12/31/2010 11:42:24 PM PST by JustAmy
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This is so true, and something that I have really been struggling with. Lordship! It is so easy and comfortable to “ Sit on the throne of self-will”...
Thanks for sharing.
That is such a adorable mouse choir!
I happen to LOVE Stuart Little too!
Awe Eisenhower! How I well remember listening to his speech on my parent’s old tube style radio!!
OH Johnn!!! Sorry about your internet!!
Yes, please start breakfasts again.
We are starving to death!
DUBYA this was so good I have printed it out!
Thanks
DUBYA this was so good I have printed it out!
Thanks
Aw, thanks, Polly! I usually don’t see too much cute in rodents - but these sing so sweetly! LOL!
I continue to have Barbara in my prayers. HUGS!
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Oh I must plant some of those gorgeous perenials!!!
Thanks Yorkie, for praying for my dear sis.
She is holding her own and waiting for the appointment with her oncologist. That will tell a lot about the prognosis.
You live in right place to have them thrive!
Prayers for Barbara, polly..
Thank you Meg~
I am glad you enjoyed it pollywog.
Charley, a new retiree greeter at Wal-Mart, just couldn't seem to get to work on time. Every day he was 5, 10, 15 minutes late. But he was a good worker, really tidy, clean shaven, sharp minded and a real credit to the company and obviously demonstrating their 'Older Person Friendly' policies.
One day the boss called him into the office for a talk. "Charley, I have to tell you, I like your work ethic, you do a bang up job, but your being late so often is quite bothersome."
''Yes, I know boss, and I am working on it."
''Well good, you are a team player. That's what I like to hear. It's odd though, your coming in late. I know you're retired from the Armed Forces. What did they say if you came in late there?" ;
''They said, 'Good morning, General. Coffee this morning, sir?
When I was a kid, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite! When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt biscuit never hurt anyone!"
Life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn't a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or siblings or friendship!
"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own."
So Please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine.
GOOD NIGHT ALL
Fay Weldon went through what she thought was a near-death experience in 2006 when an allergic reaction stopped her heart. She retold her experience to Elizabeth Grice of the London Daily Telegraph. She said that a “terrible creature” tried to pull her through pearly gates, while doctors tried to pull her back. Later, she said, “If that was dying, I don’t want to do it again.” It’s “just more of the same. More struggle.”
Often the process of dying is a struggle. But death itself need not be feared by the believer in Christ—for it will bring us to heaven. In Revelation, John gives a wonderful description of what eternity with God will be like (21:1-4). He sees the New Jerusalem coming down out of heaven. The city of Jerusalem was a physical sign of the people of God and was described as the place where God dwells (Ps. 76:2). The New Jerusalem, on the other hand, will not be made by human hands. It will be a place where God lives with His people eternally, and it will be a place of “no more”—no more pain, sorrow, and sickness.
We don’t know very much about eternity, but we do know that for the Christian, whatever our emotional and physical struggles are now, they will cease then. Life with God will be better by far.
Good Morning Dubya!
Another WONDERFUL story!!!
I’m going to try and put this in effect today!!
Note to self... stop complaining Polly and eat those burned biscuits!!
Your posts always bring a big smile to me and sometimes a good laugh. We all know smiling and laughing is good for the soul. Thank you, Dubya.
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