In God who we trust is that just words .... or do you live it.

As I sit here, I am reminded how much I use to take for granted. Kids in private schools, going home every two years, buying groceries where I wanted and not counting the pennies as much as I do now and having medical insurance. It's amazing I find myself praying for the grocery bill to be less and the gas pump to stop at a certain price. I find myself seeing life in a moment of why are so many people hurting and why do so little have compassion. The word help surely was not just like the movie The Help which was an amazing movie in more ways than just a hiring of domestic help, it surely means reaching out. Yet many in today's society cry help and take from Government programs do nothing to change their lives, while others who need the help slip through the cracks. I was shocked horrified to be honest that the court system offers little help if any to those who genuinely need Help. Perhaps in truth I should stand in the court house offering to clean their floors, would then I be offered help. It is not like that. Doors close and you have to find peace in yourself That this world has nothing to give and that people our mere mortals who seek mainly to please themselves, but their is a God who see's it all. As I sit today a little homesick a little down that my life has not been a bed of roses,more like a bed of roses bushes with thorns. I am reminded that in praising God in the storms and for the little things, that God see's little me. One can never find peace in Government where mere humans run the chaos,it is only in God that one can know in Him alone will one find peace. In God we trust, I wonder as I read that statement that Americans have said so many times.. Is that a statement to those who are rich or for all who enter her lands.I think it is a question many should ask. It is more than just words on a paper or money, one has to live it and how hard is it if you have money coming out of your ears so to speak. The challenge is to those of us who cry when the bill comes in and is less or an answer to a prayer, it is not as easy as just sitting in a chair and signing one's name. Better to be the woman like in the movie The Help, than the woman she worked with who in truth had nothing.

The old American Dream

The American Dream, well I've lived in America fifteen years now and I have observed a few things. The American Dream does exist for those who climb the corporate ladder and work over forty hours a week with not much holiday. You clock into the American system of giving your life to your job. Then there is the medical system...I will have to say that the private system is a pretty amazing system. But come to having to pay for that private health care by yourself it comes at a hefty price. Low income has to be very low income to get help from medicare. Then the system for helping you in the courts is .... well you better have money because without it no one wants to help you. The American dream I believe is still out there but it comes at a price.. Like every country it has it's good points and bad points. The wide open roads, the history of how the pioneers found the new land and the amazing National Parks are still here. But greed of man has obviously taken over and people have lost what really America was founded on One God... that one God who says Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Then phil 2.4 which says Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. So if you end up in America be prepared to fight for what America use to be.. because it is a hard long road. I am glad that though I am not an American... I truly believe in what the for fathers dream was.

Life and the lessons we can learn.

Since my brothers death three years ago this year and my own divorce two years ago I have sure learnt a lot of things.
Being compassionate is really the way to go rather than sitting back and taking it all. When Scott died some people were full of compassion and others just did not know what to say. It is so easy to walk away from others pain rather than offer help or a kind word.
I might not have much but if I can pray or make a person smile at least in my mind I have given something back.
It is true that harsh words kill someone and revenge and bitterness at the end of the day only kills the person who  is in that state of mind.
Better to walk into Spring reflecting on how to give a little than continually take.
Bless a person with your smile, with your words and make this world just a little better.

Me

New Beginnings.

Each year offers a time to reflect and a time of new beginnings. It also offers a time for us to reconnect with old friends. Many times are busy lives do not allow us much time to take the time, to just be a friend. The older I get the more I realize how short life really is and it is in the small things that life really counts. A phone call, a smile, a hug, a kind word, a special note or reaching out to someone from a long time ago.Many of us have lived through many hard times and those times will either change you or make you very unapproachable. As life ticks by I really want to learn from what I have gone through in life. Ever heard the phrase "Stop and smell the roses" Well this year I want to make sure I certainly do that and learn to be a bit more "me" and see life without "The Purple Glasses" on so to speak. It is never to late until the doctors declare you are dead. So live life,dream a little, laugh a little and give out, in my world, a whole lot more Love. Please have a cup of tea with me today.

Words for the New Year 2013 from My Dad many years ago.

Many New years it would snow in Aylmerton where I lived when I was a child. Although I did not live there many years of my life. I am drawn to it and my heart just has so many good memories of the days I lived there. My Dad would say that when it snowed on New years Day it wiped the world clean. As we walked in the woods and as I sit here I am reminded how cold those days were, it appeared such a long walk back to the house and my legs ached and my hands were freezing, boots piled by the back door and gloves would be hung on the radiators with the snow dripping onto the floor. The walks in the woods I recall so well. Have you ever watched The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and seen those snow scenes? Well if I close my eyes the woods at Roman Camp and behind Renwick Park in West Runton were so much like those woods. Each year I reflect on what my Dad said all those years ago and as it rained where I live yesterday I thought how God was showing me all my tears and that it was time to move on. My Dad probably never thought much about those words nor do I think anyone in my family did, but to this day I think of how God can wipe us clean as white as snow and every New Year I reflect on my Dad's words. Perhaps my Dad did not even realize how much those words would mean to his youngest child.

I guess often we never realize what impact our words have. So if your reading this. I encourage you to Dream Big, Forgive a lot, laugh a lot and see how God can make your world as clean as snow this year and My wish for all of you is that this year is the best ever. Please have a cup of tea with me This year is going to be a good one so hold on tight. And thanks Dad for your words all those years ago.

Let us not forget the Christ in Christmas.

Christmas is sometimes over shadowed by the shopping, the wanting of more, and Santa Claus. With Christmas tomorrow, let us all remember the real meaning for Christmas. About Christ's love for us.

Merry Christmas.

12.12.12

I never it gave it much thought about today hey it's Wednesday. But now I am thinking about it I wished I had run up 12 flights of stairs, made 12 cookies, sung 12 songs and many other 12 things. It is true we will never see 12.12.12 again. Even if you did not do something amazing today think of what you would of done today. Perhaps I would of encouraged 12 people and sung 12 carols at 12 doors. Walked around the garden 12 times. Perhaps in 12.12.12 and me not remembering it I see how important life is to take a moment to remembering the little things. Just a smile a hug when one is down. I wished I had learnt early in my life it is the little things that count. So to all of you Happy 12.12.12 and remember it's the little things that count. After all Christ came as a little baby and look what great things He did. Please have a cup of tea with me today.