Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Found on the Web - MIRACLES


This was written by an 83-year-old woman to her friend. The last line says it all.


Dear Friend of Mine,

I'm reading more and dusting less.

I'm sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the garden. I'm spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I'm trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them. I'm not "saving" anything.

We use our good China and crystal for every special event, such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.

I wear my good blazer to the market.
My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries.

I'm not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank. "Someday" and "one of these days" are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it's worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now.

I'm not sure what others would've done had they known they wouldn't be here
for the tomorrow that we all take for granted.
I think they would have called family members and a few close friends.
They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles.
I
like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was.
I'm guessing; I'll never know.

It's those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited.

Angry because I hadn't written certain letters that I intended to write "one of these days."

Angry and sorry that I didn't tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them.
I'm trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything
that would add laughter and luster to our lives.
And every morning when I open my eyes,
I tell myself that it is special.

Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift.

I
am writing this because I care for you.
If you're too busy to take the few minutes it takes right now to write to someone,
would it be the first time you didn't do the little thing
that would make a difference in your relationships?
I can tell you it certainly won't be the last.

Take a few minutes to send this to a few people you care about, just to let them know that you're thinking of them.

People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don't need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there.

I don't believe in miracles . . . I RELY on them.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Choose God's Joy

Choose Joy

I choose joy,
every day,
dear Lord,
I choose Your Joy!

Your Joy overwhelms my sorrow.
It lightens my grief.

And so…..
I will choose joy,
Every day,
Dear Lord,
I choose Your Joy!

In my moments
of greatest happiness,
at the peaks
of every mountain,

I choose joy,
Every day,
Dear Lord,
I choose Your Joy!

In my darkest sorrows,
standing in ashes of earthly things,
I will stand with you, Lord Jesus,
And I will choose Your Joy!

As tears fall amidst the ruins of this life,
I choose joy,
With each birth,
I choose joy,
With each death,
I choose joy,
In good times,
I choose joy,
In bad times,
I choose joy,

I choose joy,
Every day,
Dear Lord Jesus,
I choose Your Joy most high God!

Sandra Hanson, 2009