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Find a smile in laughter

Find a smile in a child

Find smiles in hope of others

Smiling makes life worthwhile

Yes we have all had broken fences

Where the joy has been released

And while we are searching

Our aggravation seems brief

However even for a second

Is a moment made in haste

Life is too precious…there is

No time left to waste

Find your smile quickly

Wear it like a hat

Pushing down our frustration

It’s as easy as that

For a smile is like a gift

Which doubles its worth

Expressing sheer gratitude

For our time here on earth

Like carrying around sunshine

In a nice neat box

Reminding others to smile

In case they forgot

Smile because you woke up

Let not darkness steal it away

For smiles are they light

With which God leads today

Smile through adversity

Keep smiling through your pain

Smile because you woke up and can

Start smiling again

Smile at your enemy remember

Turn the other cheek

Smiling gives you strength

All that we may need

For smiling tells God

We appreciate the notion

And we will show it by smiling

Our silent devotion

Smile even when you feel broken

For the energy it brings

Can bring peace and cure hatred

Giving earth angels wings

Smile when in doubt

Smile when you are sure

Smile knowing the love of God

Has always been pure

Smile when you are reading

Smile in all you do

Knowing when I wrote this

I was smiling too

In The Presence of Angels

In the Presence of Angels


  Life is full of adversity. We can complain about it or we can own it that is our choice. I choose to embrace it, like all things. All things happen with reason. There are no mistakes or errors…everything is as it was supposed to be.

  This can be a tough statement for a most of people to agree with, especially if they or someone they hold dear has suffered. I once questioned it myself. I wondered why it was necessary for pain or sadness to exist. I have known very real pain, both physical and emotional. At the time I may not have seen the beauty in the incident, and of course the beauty was not found in the situation…but how it helped me see other things more clearly once I could look at things more objectively.

  I have been blessed time and time again throughout my life. But I believe that we all are or have been…if we are looking for the blessing. Yes, I have had financial difficulty and the blessing was not in that issue. The true blessing happened as a result of that incident. It gave me an opportunity to concentrate on something entirely different. I have found, for myself, that most of the time I am so busy trying to do the work of God that I create my own problems…instead of waiting patiently for our Creator to rectify the situation. I would then be angry because the issue wasn’t working out the way I thought that it should have. Had I taken half a moment to step aside and allow Allah to do His bidding…I may have wasted much less time.

  But, of course, even in the postponement God was teaching me a lesson. Patience has never been my strongpoint…it takes every fiber of my being to find that tranquility within myself. However, when I accomplish this task…I am never regretful.

  I am also very cautious to never blame God for any bad fortunes that may come my way…HE like most parents loves us. Sometimes the most important lessons that we need to learn are the most painful to accept. In spite of this, the lesson is never lost on confusion or indecision. It can be hard to watch those which we love deeply to suffer…but there are lessons in all things. God expects us to seek those teachings…so that we can assist in guiding others, as well.

  We may seek the reasoning behind why we have people starving all over our world. We will fall to our knees seeking guidance and understanding as to why our Creator would allow this to happen. Everyday we see where violence and famine have plagued our planet…and why? Why would God let this happen? Why would He that loves us so deeply allow such devastation? Why wouldn’t God throw a life raft out to those poor souls that need saving?

  I can imagine that God looks down at us lovingly…saying that he did. We are that life raft. How do we know that people all over the world are starving or are being killed? We are privy to this information because God willed it to be so. We sit in our warm homes and watch starving, freezing, homeless people who live a few blocks from us die. We will shake our heads and wonder how God could have made such a big mistake…never realizing that the mistake was ours. We blindly assumed that God was going to send in an army of angels…and he probably did. However these angels looked just like you and I. God sent us…to help those poor starving people…and we just sat and watched.

  We have to remember that most angels, prophets and messengers didn’t come with large neon signs announcing their presence. We were created to embrace one another…to uplift our fellow man. We are supposed to shine God’s light on all of His creation. Once we stop pointing our fingers at those we choose to blame for this and that…real growth will begin. There is no right or wrong there is only love and acceptance. We were created with all the attributes of Allah/God…but we must decide to be that. Compassion is bred within us. We cannot forget that the fiber we were woven with was dipped in love and spun with peace.

  Remember who you are. Do not let the fact that we have allowed hate to prosper…fool us into believing that we are no better than that. Hate does no reign supreme…only God does.

  Love is the answer no matter what the question is.

My World

My World

  Today I want to extend an invitation to you…it is an all day pass to visit “My World”. Don’t worry everything that you will be needing in this 24 hour period will be provided for you. The only stipulation is that you have to leave behind all of your pre-conceived notions of what you think life is really about.

  The first thing that you will notice in my world is that everything is natural…the food tastes better…the air smells more clear…and your mind and body will begin to feel lighter. Do not be alarmed by these changes…these are just adjustments that you will feel when only the love and peace of our creator is free flowing around us. You will notice that the only sounds that you will hear are the birds singing and crickets chirping in the distance.

  When you walk with me we will watch as children are playing together…laughing and running. They aren’t calling each other insulting names or bullying each other…because in my world parents do not speak harshly of one another…so the children remain innocent.

  In my world when the television is turned on there is no bad or destructive news. There are no people protesting or rioting…because my world never got into the shape that your world did. In my world all people are treated fairly…regardless of what they look like, sound like, and no matter how or if the pray.

  In my world we will all sit together at one huge table. We will join hands and give thanks that we woke up today…and we were able to once again join hands…like the large family that we are. You will find skin tones of every hue and our hairstyles and textures will be varied. We will wear different types of clothing…all of which is acceptable…and peaceful. We will dine on foods from every corner of this beautiful earth…and everyday will try to eat something that we had never tried before. We will discuss our day and our plans for the future. We will laugh and sing and talk about our history.

  When we get done eating we will sit around a huge fire pit and talk to our children and listen to the elders tell stories of times past. Our children will ask us about a time when our world wasn’t such a beautiful place. They will ask if it was true that people were killed and maimed because of where they were from…or because of the color of their skin. The children will ask if there really was a time that we chased people out of nations because of their religious practices and beliefs.

  We will all get very quiet, so much so that the crackling of the fire would be the only sound you could hear. Then a soft older voice would say…”sadly, yes…that is so”. The elder would go on to tell the children of a time when we killed those that we could not communicate with…out of fear. He would go on to say that we chose to not only avoid…but banish entire groups of people…to places where they had very little hope of survival. A silent tear would roll down his cheek as he went on to say that we used war as a means of taking care of a problem…killing innocent men, women and children.

  Another elder man began where the other left off stating that when man was unsatisfied with destroying each other…he began destroying the earth. He said that man would dump trash and oil in our many oceans…where our creator placed aquatic beings…until they had a hard time surviving. Man did not even stop when huge whales would beach themselves onto the shores trying to get away from the trash in their homes…the oceans. And when this was not enough he took large ships and dumped oil into our waters…making complete cleanup virtually impossible. Man cut down our mighty forests…leaving animals and living organisms no where to live. He built sky scrapers and interstates…he tore down natural bridges and rock formations. He killed not only his own kind but the mighty animals that had roamed the earth for hundreds of years before him.

  He committed hate crimes…and hid himself behind a mask…sheet…or badge. People no longer felt safe…children cried. There was no place that any one or anything could hide. Man made excuses for wars…yet cried when they too, were attacked; never learning that any animal will turn on you when cornered.

  When asked the old man said, “Yes, the fighting finally stopped”. The fighting stopped when entire nations were destroyed…and bodies of the citizens were lying all around…in their homes…fields…streams. But the victors of this destruction…never found peace…for our creator was angered and as those people destroyed HIS earth and loved creatures…so HE destroyed them.

  One boy laughed…lightening the mood. “Wow, I’m glad it isn’t like that here”. And we all agreed in unison. What is this place anyway? This world is called Heaven.

  And I brought you here today to show you that you still have time to fix what you have broken. It is not too late for you to make amends. You get to go back to your world and make a difference. You can start loving each other right now. You can mend fences and tear down borders anytime you choose. You can decide to be proactive in your life and the lives of those around you. You can stand up…and after you do…others will stand up also. You can create peace starting in your own home…and then in your neighborhood. If everyone did that then there would never be a need for the tragic ending that will inevitably happen…given our current course.

  Understand that loving is our natural course…we decide to destroy. We decide to hate. Now you must decide…where do you stand?



Blog Award

Blog Award

I think this lovely blog nomination was so touching…it was really a great surprise to me…just the fact that I was thought of was amazing. I only write what I am compelled to…the fact that anyone other than my mom reads this stuff is GREAT!!!!


  1. Many thanks to Janice …who is constantly giving me moral support. I so appreciate her nomination…not everyone wants to hear about my ideas about peace and love.


  1. I know I am supposed to have 8 blogs…I have 6 favorites. The have all touched me in way or another…check them out when you get a chance…


  1. 6 Things about me:

–        I love all things purple…lol. Which can get a bit out of hand…like when my best friend would buy me purple bath sets for the holidays…smelled really bad.lol

–        I was born and raised in Alaska…it is there with my family that I learned most of my ideas about life, love and peace. It is a time I will always cherish.

–        I am raising the most brilliant teenager ever!!!! I will admit I am a bit biased…but she is my largest blessing and my experiences with her have helped keep me grounded.

–        I have written an E-book of some of my first blogs…which are also on my website  www.myraysoflight.com

–        I really love to write…I always have. Even when I start off ranting about something…it feels like my creator takes over and makes it a smooth loving ending.

–        I love people. And as long as I am able I will try and reach out to as many as possible, because I truly believe that our divine purpose on the planet is to uplift, guide and spread love to as many people as possible.

***Thank you guys for your support……Jenyfer




   Everything I needed to know about life I learned when I was 5 years old. I learned that I would not always get what I wanted, even if the people in my life wanted me to have it.

  I learned the only thing to fear in the dark was my own imagination…because when the lights were turned on …it really was just a jacket hanging on a coat rack. Closet monsters amazingly had become me… forgetting to close the closet door before I lay down. The creepy things outside really were only branches scraping against my window.

   I learned that people die, and that even though we may be sad for a moment…we should be thankful,  for their final destination would be their greatest reward. I learned that people come in and out of our lives, for a reason. And we should be thankful for the experience…and hold on to the memories we were allowed to have.

  I learned that loving someone could be as simple as a hello, and I never had to worry that it would not be enough. I learned that some people had more or less than I had. I was taught that we all have our own individual paths…and even though it may seem unfair that others seem to have it easier than most…that wasn’t necessarily true. I learned that God loves us all, no matter what our circumstance…but would lovingly hold us accountable for our actions.

   I learned that a simple prayer would ease my mind, and all I had to do was decide to do it. I learned that sometimes the most important things I had to learn could be the most painful. But I was taught to get up…brush myself off and try again. I learned that just because one door might not open to me, not to be discouraged…because I wasn’t supposed to go there anyway.

   The most important lesson I learned was to give my frustrations to God. There was no problem that HE didn’t have the answer to, and even though the solution may not have been what I wanted it to be…later in life it would make sense.


   What changed; my emotions began to form and I concentrated on those rather than the message I had learned early in life. People in my life died…and the pain of that experience was very real to me. And although I knew they were in a better place…I felt cheated. I forgot that the moments I had with them while they were here…those were God’s gifts to me. God loved me so well that he brought them into my life…so their passing was not to cause me pain…it was Gods way to help me hold on to who they helped me become.

   Emotions are hard, they are a way we can express how we feel, happiness, sadness, anger, frustration, and love…but they don’t have to be everything. I have found that when we allow our emotions to become everything…we miss the larger picture and the REAL lesson.

   Even as an adult…I have feared the darkness and closet monsters. But I came to the realization that those things are only what I allow them to be. If I open myself up to negativity and darkness…it will thrive. However, when I started closing windows and doors to the shadows…they disappear. Have you ever tried to touch a shadow? It’s only an image…and as quickly as it entered…it can leave just as fast…it’s all up to us. This, too, is God’s way of showing us our path.

   As an adult, I learned that loving the way I do, may not be enough to some people…but that doesn’t mean I need to change it. Love is not possession…it is the free flowing energy that surrounds us all…it is what we were created from. Loving is natural…it’s why we feel good when we are doing it. Once we realize that we don’t have to be everything to everyone…real growth will occur. Even in writing this I am showing you how much I love you. I am expressing to you how much God loves you…which allows me to love you as well.

   The hardest thing to do as an adult is to give our problems, situations and frustrations to God. It is hard because it means we have to stop trying to fix it. We have to allow God to do His work…and when we are really able to do that…everything will be lighter. We, as humans, are always trying to fix things…forgetting we have no power. All we HAVE to do is follow Gods lead…everything will become clear. Sometimes we just have to take a step back to see what needs to be done.

   What I have had to learn lately is forgiveness, not for others but for myself. I have to forgive myself for my transgressions, and acknowledge the lesson that God sent me by allowing the transgression to begin with.

   What is the solution to the problem in all of this? Walk through life with the intelligence of an adult and the heart of a child…because children love freely without fear or doubt. …………………………….

The Sound of Silence

The Sound of Silence

    The end of humanity does not occur when man does evil…but when man sits and watches…yet does nothing.

    We are armed with all the weapons that we will ever need to defend ourselves, from birth. It is only when we look for outside implements or instrumentation that we actually go against our very purest nature. The very purest part of us is that with which we were created; over time depending on our circumstances and our will to accept that which others find acceptable…we can develop negative or destructive tendencies. This happens when we no longer attempt to communicate…with our very being. We were created with many means in which to communicate…with our mouths, lips, hands, eyes, ears, even our legs and feet…all can communicate what we are thinking and feeling at any given time.

  For instance I can either speak to you using my mouth…orally creating vibrations which are expressed in words audibly detectable. Or I can just use my lips to mouth the words…with out a sound. Both are forms of communication…but one would actually take active reception. What I mean by that is…the person I am communicating to would really have to pay attention to what I am trying to relay to them. Not only that…but I would have to take my time and make my words easy to receive. Have you ever argued with some one speaking so harshly, and fast that even you can not even remember exactly what you said? Yet the emotion behind the sentiment is never lost…you are angry. However…if you had to take a moment and actually make your words clearly decipherable, due to an inability to yell, or orate any sound at all…then perhaps the communication would not be lost and the emotion would be more even tempered.

  We often we use our bodies as a means of letting other know what we are feeling at the time…often without realizing it. We will point our fingers…which can be interpreted as accusatory or to place blame. We can cross our arms which can be interpreted as I don’t want to hear what you are saying, or I don’t want to disclose something. Of course these things could also mean other things such as pointing when giving direction or folding our arms because we are cold…but again, these are ideas that we are still communicating.

  We can use our legs and feet to position our body in such a way to display our interest or disinterest with what is being said to us. If we sit facing away from someone it clearly states that I am not interested in what you are talking about, or telling me. If I tap my foot it may mean that I am impatient or running out of time. If I stomp my foot it can be out of anger or excitement depending on the dialogue prior.

  But the most important communication tool that we are armed with is our ears.  How carefully do we listen to what is being communicated? If we were asked, could we mirror what we were told or asked? Often, we only hear the first and last thing that is said to us. Which is unfortunate because then we are missing out on the communication.

  We often take these tools of communication for granted. When I was a child …to show us our many blessings my grandmother would blindfold us or have us cover our ears…to show us how carefully we actually listen or watch things. When your vision is impaired in that way…you would be surprised at what we hear that we didn’t hear before…a bird chirping, the snow crunching, footsteps in the distance…and trying to figure out who the footsteps belonged to. We learned that we had to listen carefully to tones and words, because we didn’t have the luxury of seeing a facial expression. When our ears were covered we had to watch things carefully because we couldn’t hear them…or our hearing was impaired to such an extent that it wasn’t clear. We were no longer rushing to say what ever we pleased but actually taking the time to try and read the lips and expressions being communicated to us. Now, of course, the entire purpose of this exercise was not to punish us, but to teach us that we need to take more time with life. We needed to take time to smell the flowers, to watch a sunset, to be more loving and kind with one another.

  Why do we dislike the silent treatment? Because we want to communicate…but often we would rather wage war than take the time to actively listen and participate in a conversation. We would rather lash out than to calmly verbalize what we are thinking and feeling. Words can be like weapons…they can inform us or others…or they can cut like a knife. I can remember, as a child, hearing certain tones and unflattering words that adults used towards one another. They were not speaking to me, no one was calling me names…no one was angry at me. But I absorbed the words…it hurt deep inside of me…it felt like my insides were shaking. I felt violated, like someone had picked up a club and hit me in my stomach. Of course the adults that were doing this made up, they moved on…but I will never forget the feeling it left me with. I was scarred…and even now when I hear certain words I get the same feeling again.

  We, as human beings have the power to create or destroy and we do so everyday. We build up people or we tear them down…every single day. The point being, with that knowledge…which will you choose to do? We have the power to make each day better then the one previous…just by opening our mouths, our minds and our hearts. We can leave loving embraces on the hearts of our fellow man or we can scar them. Keeping in mind very often when we scar people they lash out at others…leaving them scarred, as well. We create a cycle no matter which way we go…but we get to choose which road to take. All that I am suggesting is that we choose that which will help uplift and rejuvenate. If we leave loving kind words…they will resonate in people…and hopefully that will be the trend.

   Does it sound like I am being unrealistic? Talking about love towards our fellow man…I have been told that it does. The thing is this…if being loving towards each other seems like a foreign idea…it is only because we have been living far too long with the idea that we must kill or be killed.

Clear Sight



Do you see me clearly? Where are you looking? Is it me you are seeing, or your idea of who I should be? Does the color of my Iris or the size of my waist determine my value in your eyes? Should we criticize some one who says she is blonde….even though she doesn’t say it is coming out of a box? If I have a large home or great job…am I then good enough for you? If my only warmth on a winter night is a trash can fire….does that make me “LESS” than you? Are you incapable of seeing what is beneath the layers? Are you unwilling to believe that all that I am cannot be found on a page? Why do we deceive ourselves into believing that we know all there is to know? How many times do you walk past the homeless person on the street, without ever wondering who they really are? Are they just homeless….or is there more? Would you be surprised to know that once he was productive, but life was unkind to him…and he is now subject to ridicule due to our inability to see outside of the proverbial box? Is he just a bum looking for the rest of us to support him, or is he more rich in character than you or I ever would be? How many times a day do you fool yourself into believing that “it would never happen to you”. How many times have you pointed the judgmental finger without even being HUMANE enough to ask WHY? If you lost everything, had no where to turn…would you then be so willing to judge him? How often do you rush past a person on a street…never making eye contact…because they have a “certain look”? Do you clinch your purse, out of fear and ignorance? Do you really believe that because you have a larger bank account that you are richer than some one who possesses less? How long will we continue to believe our own “stories’? When will we stop thinking because RIGHT NOW we have it all…that one day God won’t strip us of our worldly possessions to show us who REALLY is in control? Never say never…because YOU are not in the drivers seat. You never know what you would do, given different circumstances. Stop thinking that bad things only happen to bad people. Start seeing people clearly…and in order to do that you must see yourself clearly. Be honest, with yourself and stop believing that anyone one on this Earth owes you anything. Give Praise daily, and open your heart to those who haven’t seen compassion in a while. Spread Joy, and Love…it will always come back to you with a large dividend…..I’m just sayin.

The Race is On


    What do you call it when a police officer can stop a driver of a car, for what ever traffic violation, and ask for verification of legal status in this country? What would you call it if I told you that if that individual didn’t have the documentation on his person, that he could be detained up to 48 hours, until further verification can be made?

 What would you say if I told you that it is not only a violation of the Fourth Amendment to detain anyone for the sole purpose of verifying immigration status, but also has never been required for Americans to even carry Government issued identification at all times.

What if I told you that if you gave a neighbor a ride to Wal-Mart, and got pulled over for a broken tail light, and your neighbor turned out to be an illegal immigrant…that you could charged with a criminal offense of harboring an illegal immigrant and charged up to $20,000 and sentenced up to 5 years in jail? I wonder what would happen if you were a taxi driver, or a greyhound bus driver, given those circumstances.

 What if you were told that as an employer that you had to E-Verify all employees if you have 10 or more, even if in the case of Chamber of Commerce v. Whiting, the Federal Government explicitly told the Supreme Court that the E-Verify program was strictly voluntary, and any state requiring employers to participate is to be preempted by federal law?

  Welcome to Georgia’s Illegal Immigration Enforcement and Reform Act!!!!

   Let’s just call this what it is….RACIAL PROFILING. And now the state of Georgia, just like the state of Arizona has made Racial Profiling a part of their daily life.

 I mean, lets be real, how do I determine who to ask for legal status? What guidelines do I have to tell me who to ask and who not to ask; keeping in mind that it is all going in to a database?

 Racial Profiling is very real, and it is being used to cause further separation of our country from within its own borders. I am sure I don’t need to remind anyone that the United States was never anything but a giant sanctuary for immigrants…and now we are punishing people for doing just that.

 I can not determine if this is more frightening than it is sad, or vice versa. We can not continually stand firmly silent on issues that seriously undermine what this country was built on.

 I have often been told that my ideas of peace and love of my fellow being…is made up of  unrealistic hopes and dreams; but the truth is that is exactly what people come to this country for. Can you remember when this country stood on the premise that anything was possible here, because we live by the standard that we are an extremely diverse and accepting culture? What has happened to us? Why are we allowing the very government we created to dictate to us…and instill in us….fear? We fear what we do not know and instead of reassuring us; our government is infringing up on us…what an American REALLY is or is not.

  We are all diverse…we come from different cultures, societies, religions and beliefs. But when we lose track of the knowledge that WE ARE ONE…we all lose.


Please join me in asking President Obama to help put an end to Racial Profiling.









Life Lessons

Life Lessons



    Life has a way of showing us things about ourselves that, at times, we don’t see. We often times complain about things…without giving it much thought. For instance, it would seem ridiculous to complain about how big our home is or isn’t….when there are homeless people walking our streets. And yet we do. We debate what we are going to eat for dinner…and there are people tonight who will go to bed hungry. We will complain about it being so cold outside, because we have to turn on the heat in our homes…and there are families…entire families who LIVE out in the cold…with no choice. The sad part is that we, as people, will donate time in homeless shelters or soup kitchens during Thanksgiving and Christmas. It will be publicized, on the television, even the President and his family will do it, during that time of year. I think it makes it worse when that is done, because now we can’t even claim ignorance. We can’t say…wow…I didn’t know people had to live like that; because the President of our country showed us these people on national television. But I wonder about something…if the condition of our country is so dire that a high ranking official is serving dinner to the homeless, on Christmas, what happens the other 364 days of the year? Why do we only want to show kinship, love and compassion during that time of year? Do we not realize that those same people are hungry ALL year long? But we turn a blind eye…caught up in our own lives. We are given the opportunity to show love and compassion, every day…but how many of us can say that we really actually do it?

  We complain, about the very gifts that we are given…as if we don’t appreciate them. I remember a time, when I was ill and in the hospital for an extended period of time. I was complaining, to myself, because my hair was long and thick and I couldn’t really get it to do what I wanted it to. And a woman came and sat beside me, in the rehab room, of the hospital. I watched her thumbing quietly through a magazine. At the time, I didn’t pay attention to the type of magazine. A therapist came over to her, because the woman was softly sobbing to herself. I can remember the therapist telling the woman that she would help her select a wig, and reassuring her that no one would know it wasn’t her natural hair. The woman was a cancer patient. She was softly crying because she didn’t want to draw unnecessary attention to herself…she was in the process of chemotherapy and was losing large amounts of hair. And I was complaining about a hairstyle. I have never felt so awful…rightfully so. Because even though I am not the reason she was losing her hair…I was being ungrateful for what I had. 

 It is so easy to forget and be thankful for the very gifts that we take for granted. There are hundreds of examples of instances where we are ungrateful for that moment.  We complain about having to take the stairs, because the elevators are broken…be thankful; you aren’t in a wheelchair.  We complain that the sun is too bright…I’m sure a blind person would love that opportunity. We take even the simplest things for granted…the ability to walk, talk, hear, and see.  Give thanks for what you have, and find a way to give back. It’s great if you lead a privileged life…but doesn’t that mean that you have the means to assist someone else? I am not talking about charity…but lifting others up. If you run a successful business…what would it hurt to donate your time, speaking to youths that may just need a little encouragement? Donate time to a recreation center or even at a public library where you can simply read a book to some children. When we reach out to people…the response is love. Even if the response seems angry…remember they probably haven’t had an easy life. Speak with your heart, and hearts will respond. People just want to matter. They want hope…what is wrong with giving them at least that much?

 Do you know why drug abuse and gangs are so prevalent; because gang members convince children and young adults that they are “family”.  And in a lot of cases, those young minds don’t have anyone else showing them anything differently. There are fathers or mothers in jail or prison…and children left to raise themselves. The parent left to raise the children has to work more than one job, just to make ends meet. Its no wonder that children turn to violence…they have seen nothing else. Do you know how hard it is to do the right thing when you have little or nothing to go on as an example?

  But I have great news, because love is free. It’s a gift from God…and meant to be given away. Be thankful for whatever you have been blessed with…and give back whenever it is possible. We are supposed to love each other…it isn’t a new idea…but it is necessary for our survival.

 In the length of time it took you to read this…you could have told ten children that you love them.





To You From Me

                                                          To You From Me

Today, I thought of something I wanted to tell you…and I picked up the phone to call; I almost started dialing when I realized you wouldn’t be picking up. And I thought about all the wasted time I spent not calling you. I thought about all the wasted hours, minutes and seconds not spent telling you how very much I love you. Shame on me for not taking more time to shine God’s light on one of the most beautiful people I have ever known. Now I have moments filled with regret. I regret not telling you how bright your smile always was…and I pray that you are smiling down on us now. I regret the calls I didn’t make, or the vacations we didn’t take; I wish I could have those moments back. I wonder if you ever knew that when people met you, they couldn’t help but to love you. You had this aura around you; everyone wanted a part of it. You never wanted to be more than who you were; did you ever know that people would give anything to think about themselves that way? You could find laughter in everything. Even in illness, or sorrow…I can hear your laughter, even now. I can remember going through so much, being so sad…and you making jokes about everything. Always willing to give and be all that you can…for those whose smiles didn’t come so easily. Are you watching us now? Do you see how hard life has become for me? If you are, please know that I know you are in a better place. You don’t have to be in pain, or feel sorrow ever again…I am so thankful for that. But I am over wrought with sadness…my heart feels like it is breaking and re-breaking everyday. Please forgive me for being so weak. Forgive me for not sharing every moment with you…please know that my heart was always in the right place. Every once in a while, look down on us, and remind us to laugh at ourselves. Show us how to continue loving ourselves and each other; remind us to find reasons to get out of bed…until finally we do it without thinking about it. Finally, our blue eyed angel, give God our undying gratitude. For, even though our hearts are heavy right now, because your stay with us was far too brief…you have left your footprints on our hearts.

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