Living My Life

*I"m A Quote Junky: here are my favorites-- well, some of them.

~If we're walking in joy, we are trusting in God.~
~The Heart does things for reasons that Reason does not understand.~
~Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.~
~Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.~
~My interest is in the future, because I'm going to spend the rest of my life there.~
~Only peril can bring the French together. One can't impose unity out of the blue on a country that has 265 different kinds of cheeses.~
~If we were logical, the future would be bleak indeed. But we are more than logical. We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope.~
~Don't fret over yesterday: it has already passed. See your mistakes, fix them, and go on; Don't fret over tomorrow: it hasn't come yet, and nothing is certain; But live for today, because you'll only experience it once~
~Some people are always grumbling that roses have thorns. I am thankful that thorns have roses.~
~There seems to be a law that governs all our actions, so I never make plans.~
~The world is wide, and I will not waste my life in friction, when it could be turned into momentum.~
~Start by doing whats necessary, then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible.~
~I will love the light because it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.~
~Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it did all right by me.~
~To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart.~
~The almanac writer makes the almanac, but God makes the weather~
~For age and want save while you may: no morning sun lasts a whole day~
~All hobbits, of course, can cook, for they begin to learn the art before their letters.~
~Men have died for this music. You can't get more serious than that.~
~God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees, and flowers, and clouds, and stars.~
~If you want creative workers, give them enought time to play~
~Charm can be deceiving and beauty fades away, but a woman who honors the Lord deserves to be praised. (Proverbs 31:30)~
~Be still, and know that I am God (Psalms 46:10)~
~A cat pent up becomes a lion~
~They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea~
~Words are often seen hunting for an idea, but ideas are never seen hunting for words.~

July 12, 2007

Here's a pretty good story that I got from my mom's blog... read it, then let me know what you think!

The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in an pink foil box. "Oh Mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?". Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box & then looked back in to the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face." A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you to do & in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthdays only a week away & you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma." As soon as Jenny got home she emptied her penny bank & counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores, went to the neighbor & asked if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill & at last she had enough money to buy the necklace. Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up & grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet they might turn her neck green. Jenny had a very loving daddy. Every night when she was ready for bed he'd stop what he was doing & come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?" "Oh yes, Daddy. I love you.""Then give me your pearls." "Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember Daddy? The one you gave me. She's my favorite." "That's okay, Honey, Daddy loves you. Good Night." He brushed her cheek with a kiss. About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?" "Daddy, you know I love you." "Then give me your pearls." "Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She's beautiful & you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper." "That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." As always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss. A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed in Indian style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling & one silent tear rolled down her cheek."What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. When she opened it there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, Daddy, this' for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime store necklace & with the other hand he reached into his pocket & pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls & gave them to Jenny. He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure.
So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He's waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our life so that he can give us the beautiful treasures.
Author Unknown

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Well, that's that. I thought some of you might like to seem some pictures that we got when from caming, and then from our day in Chicago!