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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
If you can’t do great things, do small things with great love. – Mother Teresa
We are here to serve, not to be served. Even the smallest act of kindness is helpful. Do what you can. Raise the bar when you can, if you can. And if you can’t, continue to do small things with great love. Always.
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Photo: Mid Life Celebration HQ.
Jesus loved, even demanded, parables.
Same with paradox.
What does this mean to you and me?
It means we have 24 hours every day to spend any way we want.
No one is going to spoon feed us with life’s answers.
This sort of challenge inspires me to never give up.
The answers are within us. Whether we accept this or not.
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Once the ‘what’ is decided, the ‘how’ always follows. We must not make the ‘how’ an excuse for not facing and accepting the ‘what. – Pearl S. Buck
Interpret this any way you wish.
The very fact we are alive is a Love offering. How we manifest Love in our lives is the essence of what versus how.
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And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown. And he replied: Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of God. That shall be to you better than light, and safer than a known way. ~ Minnie L. Haskins
Do not expect 2011 to be easy. Expect only that you will not walk alone.
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Unfair advantage goes to jeff noel and his nine-year old son.
What the? Huh?
Yes, unfair. Completely unfair.
Or maybe, just maybe, it’s an absolute and utter competitive advantage.
Depends on how you view the cup.
Frequently (way too frequently) our son has migratory joint pain. It lasts from a few hours to a few days. It infests his ankle, pinky finger, wrist, knee, elbow, palm, foot, shoulder, and sometimes his hip.
And, it picks one single location, not all simultaneously. Just one.
Whenever it impacts from the waist down, it will limit his mobility. Doesn’t stop him, just limits him.
Ever seen a three-legged dog?
Sometimes he’s a one-legged boy. Everyone at his school gets it. It’s Chapin. He’s special.
Outside of familiar surroundings, people think there’s something wrong – “Why don’t his parents take him to a doctor and get him checked, and fixed”?
Dude, you have no earthly idea how many doctors, treatments, tests, x-rays, needles, medicines he’s seen.
But my wife and I have.
And even so, we feel blessed beyond measure.
And, ironically, as I type this, Jeremy Camp’s “There Will Be A Day” is playing….. There will be a day, with no more tears, no more pain, no more fears. There will be a day, when the burdens of this place will be no more and we’ll see Jesus face to face…:
To be continued…..Meanwhile, carpe diem, jeff noel 🙂