They say “It’s a gun Problem!”
But what if it is really a heart problem?
What would happen if…instead of arguing over guns…
We would all show compassion to each other,
Listen to each other,
Spend that time learning to know our neighbors
Spent time visiting with them,
And took the time to sit down and talk with the strange,
I posted the following on my personal Facebook page and feel like I am supposed to share it here as well. (I did edit it a bit and added a few more thoughts before posting it here.)
I long to achieve
the impossible. I dream
Mother’s Day blessings
Have traversed hundreds of miles
December has arrived
We are rushing to and fro —
Baking, shopping, preparing —
To be perfectly honest, I didn’t want either Hillary or Trump to win this election. When I vote for a candidate I do my own research. I look into their past and what they stood for before they start running. How they lived their lives in and out of public light morally and ethically. I don’t vote for a specific party. I never have and I never will. Continue reading
milk buckets clanking
I am God’s mirror
reflecting His love and grace
to a hurting world.
As parents we often put our children’s needs before our own. We are constantly giving and pouring out. Running them to music lessons, sports, youth group, friends’ houses, work, etc. Our lives are focused on their needs and activities. What little spare time we have goes to our jobs, churches, communities, and friends. Our leftovers often go to our spouses. (This is a blog post for another time!) If we are not careful we become exhausted. We’ve been pouring into the lives of other people leaving nothing for ourselves. Soon the fountain begins to dry up and there is nothing left to pour out.