A bouquet of awards! What an honor! What a treat! I am genuinely speechless! What a great way to celebrate the world of blogging!
I offer a humble and very grateful thanks to Savannah for the lovely thought. Savannah is very passionate about God and helping children. She has a heart that drips with sweetness and the love of God. She covers many areas of life on her blog, and even offers prayer and/or advice for her visitors. http://savannahhardcastle.wordpress.com/
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In 1979, the uplifting song, “We are Family,” became very popular. This song was performed by the four Sledge sisters’ group they called, Sister Sledge. They wanted the world to know they were proud of their family bond as they flew through life “like birds of a feather.” As I write this, the song makes rounds in my head.
I wasn’t a blogger at all when I began blogging, so naturally, I was quite nervous. I am supposed to put my private thoughts and experiences out there. What if I get ridiculed or criticized for putting my heart out there and bearing my soul? This thought resonated through me long after I pressed my first “publish” button.
Well, I am happy to say, I have not had that experience at all. If anything, I have found it to be a great joy. Through blogging at WordPress, I have found a family of friends. I have gotten to know them by reading their posts, and by the warm and loving comments they have left on mine. Some have even called me friend. And in many ways, we are family, we fly through the blogosphere like birds of a feather. I am especially touched because I have very little real family, and often feel cheated and left out of the community and togetherness of a family’s inner circle. Continue reading
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Last Friday evening, my bank account went overdrawn by a couple of dollars. Since I hadn’t used my debit card in a few days, and had no outstanding checks; this was a definite red flag alert. I found an unsolicited $93 charge from Oxyfresh Cleansers. I called the phone number associated with the charge on my bank statement, but my call immediately went to this recording. “You have reached customer service. Someone will be with you in 34 minutes.”
You’ve. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Not only had I not ordered anything from Oxyfresh, but I was supposed to wait 34 minutes before, maybe, I would be able to speak to someone, who may or may not, be able or willing to help me. I wasn’t going to go there! I had been scammed.
Sometimes it hits me. The grief, the still foreign concept. I lost a child. He was 27 years old when he died in September of 2011, but he was still my child. They say the loss of a child by far is the heaviest of losses a soul can bear. I agree.
I found another thing they say to be true. They, being the experts on grief and loss. The second year of loss is the worst. I agree. The reality pools around one’s feet. The permanency of this kind of loss becomes a stagnant puddle one must wade through.
Imagine you and your family are sound asleep after a long day. You wake up to loud rapping on your door. You shoot a blurry-eyed glance at the clock on your nightstand. A red 12:00 midnight glares back. The continued rapping makes you realize you weren’t dreaming. You throw on a robe, and rush to your bedroom window, fearing the worst.
Your friend is standing on your porch with a very concerned look on his face. You open the window and loudly whisper. “What’s going on? It’s midnight!”
“Hey friend, I have unexpected company and need to borrow some bread,” he says.
“Bread? That’s what this is all about? Sheesh, I thought somebody died! Come back tomorrow?”
“I need to feed my guests. Can you lend me some bread?” He insists.
“Hey! Where’s my boots?”
When I was a new mom, my friend Karen (same Karen from Giggles and Grins at the Zoo) bought me a mug for my first Mother’s Day. The mug was white, illustrated with a stick figure mom and the caption “Bestest Mommy Ever” printed in colorful letters. It was made to look like a preschool child wrote it with crayons; some of the letters were backwards. I cherished that mug. Unfortunately, it broke years ago.
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Lost Turkey
Last night my husband and I had just sat down to eat, when our dogs ran to the front door and furoiciously barked at the intruder they saw through the glass door, standing on our front porch. It was a turkey. A white turkey at that. I didn’t even know they came in white. The ones I have seen are of mottled colors of browns, greys and black. By the time I got my camera, the turkey had moved to the front yard. We live in the country so we often see moose, deer, and flocks of turkeys. Continue reading
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Inspired by scriptures about the sparrow and the lyrics to the song, His Eye Is on the Sparrow, I chose my blog’s name, His Eye Is On This Sparrow. I then wanted an image to represent this name and theme.
After much thought, I came up with an eye to represent God’s eye, then drew a sparrow
His Eye Is On This Sparrow
reflected in the eye. I used coloring pencils to fill in the colors. I have looked at this image at least 50 times, and only saw the lowly, common sparrow. Yesterday, a blogger friend surprised me with a comment. George made a comment on the post God’s Hand Is Mightier Than A Falling Tree, about a tree that fell on my car years ago. Then, she pointed out something I never noticed about the image I drew and chose as my avatar. You can see the conversation below. Continue reading
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