Walking a mile in someone’s shoes can help us gain compassion for that other person. Or, after the mile, we realize the other person is nothing but a complainer. It usually has little to do with the borrowed person’s shoes but the person doing the walking. Continue reading
The moments don’t happen often so just let me be nice when I try. Maybe you don’t recognize it but this is me being nice. Continue reading
Here’s the thing. Love has never been my strong suit. I have always been more of a loner and a bit isolated. If there is a group of people I will tend to shy away. It’s just how I roll. Continue reading
I listened quietly. That’s what I do. I am a quiet observer.
His complaint was valid, I’ll give him that.
I listened to a home teacher talk about his assigned single sister to minister to. She owned her own home but was “needy” in that she always asked him to help with fix-it chores. Perhaps he was just venting because he was talking to a family friend. The problem though is that I also was there. And I related to the single sister’s situation. Continue reading
We are told
to love God and our fellow man.
Is that goal
even a feasible, possible plan? Continue reading
Kindness should begin with me
because I know it should
even if it doesn’t come naturally
I can practice until I get it down good. Continue reading
Angels come as promised
to bear you up in need.
But not all angels
are directly heaven’s seed. Continue reading
I started this little blog seven years ago this month. For seven years I’ve posted little blurbs and thoughts and highly suspected my posts were overlooked. I just haven’t found a passion or interest to focus on so my writing is random and broad. But I keep toiling at it just in case something kicks in and I need to be prepared with this blog already in place. The point is I post four times a week and barely make my daily 10 view goal. In fact, I have had to round out the views on occasion to make 10. Not proud of it but it is a fact of life. So when I do post something that gets a little attention I’m surprised. That is what happened during the 2018 Christmas season. Continue reading
by Cristina B. Franco
First of all, I dare you to make it all the way through the chocolate cake story without getting a tear or two in your eyes. It’s okay. We all cried a little I’m sure. Continue reading
by Joy D. Jones
This is a very beautiful talk but I’m going to sum it up with a previous thought: