From the archives:
Strength.... I'm going to get personal with this one....
I am grateful that I am strong.
Strong enough to weather life's blows
Strong enough to help others' bear their burdens
Strong enough to change my life when needed.
My archive photo is me crossing the finish line of my first race
At age 51... when I embarked on a healthier lifestyle and decided to become an athlete
I am grateful for my strength
(and, oh so grateful for the Lord's strength at my back!)
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and later... for my daily photo:
Wow - late for various family emergency reasons but here it is
A photo that represents a tough decision
and gratitude for the strength to make it.
Praying for the strength to remain peaceful...
heartsore, yes, but peaceful about it.
"It’s good to have an end to journey towards – but it’s the journey that matters, in the end." - Ursula Leguin
Monday, November 4, 2013
Sunday, November 3, 2013
30 Days of Gratitude Photos # 5 Parents
Part 1 from the archives.....
I cannot adequately express my gratitude here.... without my parents, I wouldn't be here to be grateful!
My parents.... so very young... before they had children...
As we grow, we rely on our parents..... then as we become independent, we criticize them! We become so much smarter than they ever were..... and, as we live.... we are humbled. We learn that they are human, after all... and just as weak as we are.... Because life is like that. We wake up and see their wisdom along with their faults.
Because without both, we wouldn't be who we are today.
I am blessed beyond measure to HAVE HAD parents.
I am blessed beyond measure to BE a parent.
And I am blessed beyond measure to be part of my children's BECOMING parents
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Part 2.... from today coming later :-)
What a challenge! Looking for a picture of something in my life today that makes me grateful for parents..... additionally charged with NOT taking a random photo of a stranger....
I mean I thought about my parents several times as I walked around Savannah with my husband. I met my nephew and his wife and two little ones so had the privilege of watching them be parents.... and then I also had the opportunity to counsel several of my children through a disagreement - long distance, of course! And one of my children actually saved the day by helping separate the warring two.... (adult children are not necessarily easier than young ones!)
But I spotted this statue during the day and it made me think of families torn apart
the anguish
the pain
the immeasurable sorrow
of parents torn from children
by (in this case) slavery
poverty
war
I am grateful for what I am privileged to experience.
Knowing how I feel with physical distance between me and my children, I cannot begin to express my pain for children and parents separated.
I cannot adequately express my gratitude here.... without my parents, I wouldn't be here to be grateful!
My parents.... so very young... before they had children...
As we grow, we rely on our parents..... then as we become independent, we criticize them! We become so much smarter than they ever were..... and, as we live.... we are humbled. We learn that they are human, after all... and just as weak as we are.... Because life is like that. We wake up and see their wisdom along with their faults.
Because without both, we wouldn't be who we are today.
I am blessed beyond measure to HAVE HAD parents.
I am blessed beyond measure to BE a parent.
And I am blessed beyond measure to be part of my children's BECOMING parents
********
Part 2.... from today coming later :-)
What a challenge! Looking for a picture of something in my life today that makes me grateful for parents..... additionally charged with NOT taking a random photo of a stranger....
I mean I thought about my parents several times as I walked around Savannah with my husband. I met my nephew and his wife and two little ones so had the privilege of watching them be parents.... and then I also had the opportunity to counsel several of my children through a disagreement - long distance, of course! And one of my children actually saved the day by helping separate the warring two.... (adult children are not necessarily easier than young ones!)
But I spotted this statue during the day and it made me think of families torn apart
the anguish
the pain
the immeasurable sorrow
of parents torn from children
by (in this case) slavery
poverty
war
I am grateful for what I am privileged to experience.
Knowing how I feel with physical distance between me and my children, I cannot begin to express my pain for children and parents separated.
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