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For all the husbands who need to hide from the missus......LOL

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I just feel the need to express my love for the world and its people....my hubby would say its hormones LOL....But seriously,though....I feel this world is lacking so much.... I sometimes feel helpless and overwhelmed by it all.....hubby is right ?You think? :-))))

We May Not Always Realize  We may not always realize  That every thing we do,  Affects not only our lives  But touches others, too!  For a little bit of thoughtfulness  That shows someone you care,  Creates a ray of sunshine  For both of you to share.  Yes, every time you offer  Someone a helping hand ...  Every time you show a friend  You care and understand ...  Every time you have  A kind and gentle word to give ...  You help someone find beauty  In this precious life we live.  For happiness brings happiness  And loving ways bring love;  And Giving is the treasure  That contentment is made of.  Author Unknown  This poem said what I wanted to say (only better!) LOVE YA

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My wish for you

 

I WISH YOU ENOUGH...

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright. 
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more. 
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive. 
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger. 
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. 
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. 
I wish enough 'Hello's' to get you through the final 'Good-bye.

Written by Bob Perks

I just love this poem and wish it for each of you with love!!!

Photos are memories

Since its easy for me to post pics now(could never before!!!) I thought I'd talk about my OBSESSION with photos! I think when I got my first camera at age 10, I was hooked for life! It always amazed me that a moment or memory could be frozen in time for ages! I never knew my grandparents on either side, as I was by far the youngest in my whole family, and when I looked at photos of them I somehow felt "connected" to them.Below is a picture of my baptism.My grandpa(Oupa)died a few months later.That is my brother (19) and my sister (8)!!!!In South Africa we call that a "laatlammetjie" translated as late lamb!!

 

 

 

When my Mom died when I was sixteen, the photos I have of her became my absolute treasure.I wish I had a video of her to be able to hear her voice one more time. Since my children never met her, having photos of her to show them means  so much to me and they ask me to tell them about her when we look at the photos.Since my Dad has also died(five years ago) my boys also remember him when they look at his photos.

So as you can see photos mean so much to me... and of course I LOVE scrapbooking!!!!!!!!!(Thanks Caroline for introducing me )

Click away...capture memories and remember!!!!

Take care

Love is Greatest

I love this peom as it "speaks" to me especially concerning my own boys and my kiddies at school.You may have seen it before(I have) but today it really meant a lot-hope it does to you too.I have included a photo of my boys-they bring out the best(and the worst ) in me but my love for them is the GREATEST!! (THANK YOU AOL FOR MAKING PICS EASIER TO INSERT FINALLY YAY!)

LOVE IS Greatest If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper . . . not a homemaker. If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not love, my children learn of cleanliness . . . not godliness. Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh. Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window. Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk. Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys. Love is present through the trials. Love reprimands, reproves and is responsive. Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youthwalk into adulthood. Love is the key that opens salvation's message to a child's heart. Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection. Now I glory in God's perfection of my child. As a mother, there is much I must teach my child . . . but the greatest of all is "LOVE." Author Unknown

LOVE YA XXXXXXXX

Waiting

For those of you who are waiting for God to answer your question, I found this poem and thought I'd share it with you all.I know there are so very many of you that have serious illnesses and I pray this poem will bless you and make you realise you are NOT alone in your suffering.Love to you...

Wait...My Child

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait!"

"Wait?, you say, wait!" my indignant reply.
"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
By faith I have asked, and am claiming Your Word."

"My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and You tell me to wait?
I'm needing a 'yes,' a go-ahead sign,
Or even a 'no' to which I can resign."

"And Lord, You promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, as we shall receive.
And Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry:
I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!"

Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, "You must wait."
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting...for what?"

He seemed then to kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want...but, you wouldn't know Me."

"You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;
You'd not know the power that I give to the faint;
You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;
You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;
You'd not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence were all you could see."

"You'd never experience that fullness of love
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;
You'd know that I give and I save ... (for a start),
But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart."

The flow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight,
The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinite God, who makes what you have last."

"You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that 'My grace is sufficient for thee.'
Your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss! if I lost what I'm doing in you!"

"So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me
And though oft may My answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to wait"

Author Unknown
Praying that you will get to know Him better in your "waiting" period!

PS Hope you all had a blessed Mothers Day!!!!!

Ice-cream is goooood

LOVE THIS ONE!!!

 

Thank God for Children Saying Grace...

Last week I took my children to a restaurant. My six-year-old son
asked if  he could say grace.

As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good, God is great. Thank you
for the food, and I would even thank you more if Mom gets us ice cream for
dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!"

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby I heard a
woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even
know how to pray. Asking God for ice cream! Why, I never!"

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it
wrong? Is God mad at me?"

I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and God was
certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table.

He winked at my son and said, "I happen to know that God thought that
was a great prayer.  "Really?" my son asked. "Cross my heart," the man
replied.

Then in a theatrical whisper he added (indicating the woman whose
remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream.
A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."

Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son
stared at his for a moment and then did something I will remember the rest of
my life.

He picked up his sundae and without a word, walked over and placed it
in front of the woman.  With a big smile he told her, "Here, this is for
you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes; and my soul is good
already."

THE END

I loved this story! Please keep it moving.  Sometimes we all need some
ice cream.

I hope God sends you some Ice Cream today!!!

Take care........and have some ice-cream for the soul :-)