Song For Sunday - ‘What If’ by Nwamiko Madden… EVERYONE WHO FOLLOWS MY BLOG, please please listen to this song and like it on YouTube. The artist is a personal friend of mine from Montreal (check out his website here). Even if he wasn’t, I would still love this song… “For in the darkest hour of Earth, He made His love the brightest light…”. Also, forgive my recent infrequency in keeping up with my blog. Have a beautiful day!!
Song For Sunday: I will sing unto the Lord … For those of you who appreciate these songs for their great sound and recording quality, or even nice videos, I am sorry. But I love this song. Also, if you are from Norwood, specifically listen to the last two verses. It’s from 2 Corinthians 10:3-5 which I had obviously never heard before, because I learned this song from you guys. Have a humorously joyful Sunday.
Thank you, friend who I met my first year of university and is currently residing in Cambodia, for everything you are to me. You have laughed with me, cried with me, argued with me, and just sat quietly with me. I love your hopeful spirit which is always trying to see God in things. Always looking for ‘God moments’. I appreciate that you loved community so much that you made me love and appreciate community more than I had before. You challenge me, in a good way. I miss our talks, ‘Christmas’ dinners at your mom’s house, all girls Friday and the many many various outings we have been on. I think we have made more memories which include each other than I probably remember, but I know most of them included smiling and meaningful conversation. Thank you for your prayers. I will be honest and admit that I do not pray for you every day, but when I do pray for you, it is sincere, and because I miss you and really want things to be going well for you. I am sorry I didn’t wish you happy birthday on time. If we had gone to school in the states, we would have gotten to always have your birthday together, because most US schools are just now getting out, but I am also very thankful you are a Canadian. I Truly hope that some day not too far into our futures our paths will cross again. I miss you.
From a friend on Facebook, funny enough and cheery enough to share on this day…
“I wish I was a glow-worm,
Then I would never be glum
For how can one be unhappy
When the sun shines out of your bum”
Make a difference Monday. I’ve had allergies all weekend, culminating today with both allergies and a head cold of sorts. So a friend of mine prescribed some natural remedies. And, I believe it will make some sort of difference!
Song for Sunday…(and a good song for summertime as well). Long Way Home, by Steven Curtis Chapman. “We’re not home yet, so don’t get too comfortable.” I’ll do my best!
Today, I am thankful for schools that include young children. I enjoy teaching older students - watching them learn, challenging myself from time to time with their curriculum, and giving them a chance to increase their independence while they work independently. However, older students rarely give hugs. When I supervise the playground at lunch, or meet a young child in the hallway, or walk through the cafeteria when the younger students are eating, I always get and give many hugs. There is nothing like eager little arms connected to smiling faces to brighten any day. They make everything so much simpler than we adults do. If someone falls down, get help or help them. If you are happy to see someone, give them a hug. If you see something cool on the ground, stop a minute to figure out what it’s all about. If something is really worth pursuing, that is what will consume your thoughts, words, and actions until you have mastered it, obtained it, become it, or befriended it. Perhaps this is why Jesus said “whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it”. Are we Christians pursuing the kingdom of God in this way? I am thankful for children. And their hugs.
I am substitute teaching for a month at the same school. If I wasn’t there, it wouldn’t be pretty. So I make a difference. Meanwhile, Friend* took me shopping today to stock up on a few more ‘summer clothes’ and that makes a huge difference for me, as will the new air mattress that doesn’t leak that I will have the privilege of testing out tonight.
How has someone made a difference in your life recently?
I am so thankful to be working in the lovely and warm state of Indiana. The sun is shining, the grass is green, and its wonderful to be staying with friends, and to be back in the classroom. I missed it in the past month! Thank you, friends who are letting me live with them this month! You guys rock!!
What are you thankful for today?
This morning, while we were eating breakfast, grandma noticed a coyote coming up the hill. A coyote had stolen a chicken yesterday, and we weren’t about to let it happen twice. Bruce says he’s a good shot, and after missing once from the kitchen window we’d sent him outside with grandma’s rifle just after breakfast when we thought the coyote had come back around (the puppy was barking). This is a record of what was said from the kitchen window in the following moments…:
Alice: “I think he’s too late, look how sacred that chicken looks! ” (we look out the window to see a chicken with her head in the air, looking all around wildly and half-walking half-running toward the house).
Grandma: “one of her friends was probably already raptured”. (peels of laughter)
After looking around the room for a dramatic pause…grandma again: “secret raptured”.
I love my family.
Song for Sunday…I will miss the animals. And my family. But the animals can’t call me on the phone… Bummer
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It is similar to Patriarchs and Prophets, but their are differences. It’s shorter, actually. There are four volumes to the Spirit of Prophecy set. And awesome! It’s always good to know if I need to add another book to my books to read que…
So, this week while I was painting the barn, my mom brought the dogs down, and decided to help trim the bottom parts. While we were busy working, we heard the dogs happily splashing and playing innocently in a small puddle in the valley. Little did we know the horses were lurking…They don’t like the dogs, and one of them had gone down there to do some puppy stomping. running like a gazelle down the hill, I intervened just in time to drive off the enemy and save my dog, when I realized that the big horse hadn’t had his fun, and thought he would gain ground while I was distracted. Whoever said horses weren’t smart had never angrily told a horse exactly where you wanted them to be. Notice, he listened and went right to where I was pointing. This was my chance to call the puppy out of harms way, and as I was herding the dogs back up the hill I realized my mother found this whole situation very humorous. Some people… :-)