Become my friend God that I will hope for today and have a promise for tomorrow.
Become my friend God that I will have a shoulder to lean on in my times of sorrow.
Become my friend God that I will have a life supply of happiness to always borrow.
Become my friend God so my days and nights are never lonely.
Become my friend God so I will learn to serve you only.
Become my friend God so I will never be a Christian phony.
Become my friend God so in my daily walk with you I can see life as you do.
Become my friend God so I can learn how to make a healthy pot of spiritual stew.
Become my friend God so I will learn to feed your people like you too!
Those Who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream by night.
Edgar Allen Poe
In my daydreams I soared high above all the unpleasant memories I wanted to leave behind. Flying meant escape from the surly bonds of earth and reaching up for a glorious place of peace and freedom.
I have few memories of a normal family life. Periodically my parents lived together, and for that short time we were a real family, living in a house as other families do. Dad went off to his carpentry work, Mother to her teaching job, and Wendell and I to school. Weekends we attended church, spent time at the beach, or visited relatives. But all too soon the raised voices and angry accusations began again. And when life became unbearable, I retreated into my dream world. It was so much more pleasant than my real world.
To a child, dreams are more than just animated flights of fancy. They are part hope, part illusion, part pretense, and part prayer. Dreams carry children soaring high above the anguish of their circumstance into a galaxy where anything is possible. Dreams take children to a hallowed place, where all that is conceived can be achieved and where all that is envisioned can be accomplished.
Dreams carry within them hope and healing. The ability to dream is one of the most mysterious and glorious privileges of the human heart. From the time I was a young child, I somehow understood that dreaming was a gift from God. Before I knew God personally, my dreams were my only link to him.
My dreams became for me my lifeline. That’s why to know me, you must know my dreams. to understand me, you must understand something of their place and power in my life.
Meaning: the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best
Word Usage: To give up hope is to quit living.
In light of Lee Thompson Young’s death by suicide I have come to the conclusion people are loosing hope. Hope gives the essence of our being a jump-start when everything seems bleak. Hope lets us know we are not ready to check out of life. Hope is the substance every soul craves during good and bad times. Hope. You can’t live without it!
So for those of you that are human, and sometimes find yourselves struggling with life’s trials and tribulations, I am sharing a few of my favorite Bible scriptures that gives me hope during the storms of life.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end. – Jeremiah 29:11
But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew [their] strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; [and] they shall walk, and not faint. – Isaiah 40:31
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things [are] honest, whatsoever things [are] just, whatsoever things [are] pure, whatsoever things [are] lovely, whatsoever things [are] of good report; if [there be] any virtue, and if [there be] any praise, think on these things. – Philippians 4:8
Let us not therefore judge one another any more: but judge this rather, that no man put a stumblingblock or an occasion to fall in his brother’s way.
Lord thank you for this day we have never seen before. Everything within this day is new. This day has started with no mistakes; it has given those that believe in you a new hope.
Lord this prayer concerns mans inhumanity to man. Lord it feels as if the spirit of compassion has been taken from most parents, thus, leaving some humans empty shells when it involves the parent to child relationships.
Therefore, prayer is being offered for parents that can’t unconditionally love, provide, guide, protect and parent with friendly intentions their children. Lord, please help those parents understand that children are weak by comparison because they are kids. Lord, please help those parents to understand that children are given to us to love, nurture and guide into adulthood. Lord help those parents to understand everyone comes with challenges. Lord help those parents to understand that everyone has an adulterous spirit. For your words clearly say’s in John 8:7: “Let any one of you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her.”
Lord please show these parents when they parent without compassion they are putting stumblingblocks in their children’s path.
Okay! I am a day late posting my message for Inspirational Friday’s but here it is! I found this story and it was untitled so I gave it a title today. I felt it was like a beautiful baby wanting to be affirmed by words of acceptance. It packs a powerful message about being blessed regardless of bad attitudes.
This is from an old story, back in the ’30s, in the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less. A 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?” the little boy asked.
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins he had. “Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.
By now, more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing very impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry. As she wiped down the table, there placed neatly beside the empty dish were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae because he had to have enough money to leave her a tip.
Yesterday, for the second time, my friend told me that her ex-husband expressed to her that she could never date and or marry a rich man. He told her rich men only date and marry women that look like Barbie. Hum . . . Really! Whatever!
I told her most rich men are no different from men that are not rich when looking for love. I assured her only shallow men (rich or otherwise) look at the outer parts of women instead of the beauty they have within.
I gave her words of encouragement as a friend and as a woman.
Any-who-how, after hearing this young man speak about self-love, it occurred to me that my friend is not alone. Therefore, I’m sharing this video with my readers because I find it so inspirational; and very befitting for “Inspirational Friday’s.” Enjoy!
Tell me what you eat, I’ll tell you who you are. ~Anthelme Brillat-Savarin
I have this wonderful friend name Deb. She is struggling with single-life after being married for 30 years and divorced for one [sad face]. So I try to keep her company as much as I can to prevent her from being extremely lonely; thus, is why I have not posted to my blogs regularly.
Well last week Deb called me with a healthy eating suggestion. I listened but I wasn’t interested in what she had to say. Laughter!
You would think, since she only weighs about 105 lbs (and is very healthy) I (who is overweight) would listen to her.
Everywhere we go she is always getting compliments about her size and her appearance. Okay! So, I don’t learn quickly! Laughter!
Well, any-who-how, she called to tell me I should eat Special-K cereal with almond milk. My first thought, “yuck!”
Really! Almond milk! Special-K! Gross!
Well, last week I thought I would try drinking almond/coconut milk. Let’s just say, I didn’t think the milk was for me. So, I left it in the fridge and went about my days as the thought of being wasteful tugged at me.
So last night Deb and I went to the store. She needed to pick up a few items and I went to keep her company.
Then we got to the milk section. She was searching for the almond milk. I happened to be standing in front of it. No! I’m not that big that I hindered her from being able to see it! But I was standing right in front of it as she was looking for it in another section. So, I said, “Here it is!” She turns around and begins a healthy food dialogue with me. Ugh! Really! Can’t we talk about junk food! I likes that stuffs! LOL’s.
Then the tugging begins! I remembered I had that expensive almond/coconut milk in the fridge and no one wanted it!
So, we go down the cereal aisle! There is Miss. Health Nut looking for the Special-K cereal! Ugh! Let’s look at all the cereal that is high in sugar! I likes that stuffs! Laughter!
Long story short! I brought a box of Special-K cereal with chocolate chunks and ate it with my almond/coconut milk this morning! OMG! That combination is so darn good! I wanted a second bowl! Yum!
What the heck is a subject noun? In all my days of learning how to write I have never heard of a “subject noun.” Hum . . . I guess I better start searching for the answer to my question.
Well, I finally found a definition that was easy to understand. According to WiseGeek.com:
A subject noun is the subject of a sentence and usually, but not always, comes before the main verb in a sentence. The subject performs the action described by the verb and can be identified in a sentence by the answer to the question “who did it?” or “what did it?” A noun is a name word used for a person, thing, animal, or something abstract and these nouns can function in a sentence as a subject, a subject or object complement, direct or indirect object, an adjective, adverb or appositive.