Friday, May 6, 2011

Making a Difference: An Ongoing Story, An Ongoing Art

No one makes a difference 
the way that YOU do, 

because no one else has
the same tools that you do.

And no One conveys 
what You can convey 
expressing just what you do
in quite the same way

Because what YOU'VE got
not another quite has
not a one single lad, not a single lass'

And if YOU ever question
 what YOU"VE got to share
just pull out a strand of your very own hair
And realize this:

 -YOU are quite rare-

Your DNA can't be matched.
You were meant to be here.

And don't you dare question
Your importance
Your worth-
For you are woven into the Fabric of this spectacular Earth.
And each strand has a purpose
Each strand tells a part
of an ongoing story--
It's an ongoing Art.

And even if you still
Can't quite figure it out
You're in the hand of THE Artist
And He has no Doubt.

He's sculpting you yet
even now
 as we wait
He's molding 
and carving
he has yet to abate-

For He has created
this present that's YOU
and he's given no other 
the same"Gift-Blend" as YOU

That's why No ONE can say the things that you say
 and reach the same people in your God Given way.
No one can have the effect that you do
No one, that is, 
SO Go out there friend,
 and Do what YOU do, 
because someone is waiting
 to Be affected by You.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Simple Pleasures and Unspoken Language

I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls off a string. 

Today my teenage daughters and I went to the grocery store , and together we chose food for our family.
 It made me very happy to do this together with them. When we returned home we put everything away, and cleaned out the refrigeratorand cabinets like a well oiled machine, each attending to our self assigned tasks.
 I revel in this experience--in the fact that I am so very present in these moments. 
For we are sharing the unspoken language of 'learning by doing.'

It happens without intention; 
yet when we are present, 
we become AWARE that it's happening.

At times, we take this unspoken language for granted. 
This time, I have not.

This time I will remember. 
For It is part of my purpose, 
as Mother, as friend.
And I am grateful  God has made me who I am.

(I believe this anonymous quote was one of the nicest and sweetest, most poetic and true, simple pleasures  I've read. Thank you Mr. or Mrs. Anonymous. I'm awed time and time again by your wisdom. I hope one day we'll meet. And  thanks for the Inspiration. 
Because of your observation, and your willingness to share, I was inspired to write about it, too.)

Thank YOu