These are the days of Grace~~ Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude. By Denis Waitley
Friday, March 21, 2008
Thank you
Hey thanks to all of you who voted for our Gracie Cakes story at Vicks Caring Tributes. My entry won 2nd prize!
Yay thats fantastic work!!! You should be very proud that yoru daughter is so lovely and caring. My son once said to me when he heard that there was a really large lotto winning about to go off. He said he would give the money to those who looked after laides who had breast cancer (we had recently had a friend in her 40's who had breast cancer) and the other money can go to those who look after the premature babies just like Airlie (his sister was born at 27 weeks) I was so proud that at his age (5) he would think such a thing when most other kids would be thinking about toys and such. Hope your okay I read your other posts and you seemed down. I don't live near my family either they are at least 7 hours + away from us and it has been that way for the last 6 years. Sometimes I hate it and wished we were closer but other times I don't mind at all. Look deep within and you will find all that you need.
Glowing, gloating mom of one bright lil girl. My days are filled with ballerina dances, books, balls and bubbles along with all that comes with being a mom. My real, full time job is to teach Grace how to love God, herself and others. On the side, I am in private practice as a Child Development Specialist and Developmental Therapist working with infants/toddlers with special needs. I absolutely LOVE IT! It's really not even fair to call it work. Whew! I finally earned that Speech Language Pathologist degree, license and all. A 2nd Masters is under the belt. EARN being the key word. Thank you, Lord! HA! I live for God and love this journey despite rough terrain at times. I love where it has taken me and I'm learning to be content back home again. Remember: you cannot drive with your eyeballs glued to the rear view mirror- it is only for glancing back!
Sooner or later you figure out life is constructed specifically and brilliantly to squeeze a man into association with the Owner of heaven. It is a struggle, with labor pains and thorny landscape, bloody hands and sweaty brow, head in hands, moments of severe loneliness and questioning, moments of ache and desire. All this leads to God, I think... Matter and thought are a canvas on which God paints, a painting with tragedy and delivery, with sin and redemption. Life is a dance toward God, I begin to think. And the dance is not so graceful as we might want. While we glide and swing our practiced sway, God crowds our feet, bumps our toes, and scuffs our shoes. So we learn to dance with the One who made us. And it is a difficult dance to learn, because its steps are foreign. - Donald Miller
3 comments:
Which one took first place?
Yay thats fantastic work!!!
You should be very proud that yoru daughter is so lovely and caring. My son once said to me when he heard that there was a really large lotto winning about to go off. He said he would give the money to those who looked after laides who had breast cancer (we had recently had a friend in her 40's who had breast cancer) and the other money can go to those who look after the premature babies just like Airlie (his sister was born at 27 weeks)
I was so proud that at his age (5) he would think such a thing when most other kids would be thinking about toys and such.
Hope your okay I read your other posts and you seemed down. I don't live near my family either they are at least 7 hours + away from us and it has been that way for the last 6 years. Sometimes I hate it and wished we were closer but other times I don't mind at all. Look deep within and you will find all that you need.
take care
Fiona
That's great! What was the prize?
Post a Comment