September 16, 2014

truth in the bloom

Poem by a self-described 'golden-ager' Eva May Young (no relation)

gone to seed

"Bloom where you are planted,"
I heard a quiet voice say:
"But, Lord," I protested,
"I'm getting older, and beginning to get gray.

"It makes no difference",
This quiet voice said;
"Everyone has a place in life,
Even those confined to bed."

"But, Lord, I am weak and frustrated,
Who would listen to me?
I want to do what I can,
But I can bearly hear, or see."

"Oh, my child, you are so special,
I've made all my children that way;
You have a deep, abiding love,
That encourages others day by day."

"Believe me, my dear child,
I know what I say,
Now, no more back talk!
Just listen and obey."

I opened up my Bible,
And as I began to read,
I was truly astonished,
When I realized my need.
 
I'd only craved the fun in life,
It's pleasures fed my soul.
But God was telling me,
That's not His purpose or His goal.

To be humble and loving,
I can serve my Savior well,
Then I'll have my mansion in heaven,
Where for everlasting I'll dwell.

Today I found this little gift,
It made me realize how true,
So bloom where you are planted,
And God's blessings be on you...




September 15, 2014

who are you now?

the crossroads


you are now at a crossroads. this is your opportunity to make the most important decision you will ever make. forget your past. who are you now? who have you decided you really are now? don't think about who you have been. who are you now? who have you decided to become? make this decision consciously. make it carefully. make it powerfully. ~ tony robbins


pablo quintana peacefully 
arrived in heaven ...
de padre a hijo: usted serĂ¡ profundamente perdido 











sometimes i stop on my way home

and watch the children play

and i wonder if they wonder

what they'll be someday
some will dream a big dream
and make it all come true
while others go on dreaming
of things they'll never do we're all just seeds
in God's hands
we start the same
but where we land
is sometimes fertile soil
and sometimes sand
we're all just seeds
in God's hands
i saw a friend the other day
i hardly recognized
he'd done a lot of living


since i'd last looked in his eyes

he told his tale of how he'd failed

the lessons he'd been taught

but he offered no excuses
and he left me with this thought
we're all just seeds

in God's hands

we start the same

but where we land
is sometimes fertile soil
and sometimes sand
we're all just seeds
in God's hands
as i'm standing at a crossroads once again
i'm reminded we're all the same when we begin
and in the end...
we're all just seeds
in God's hands
we start the same
but where we land
is sometimes fertile soil

and sometimes sand

we're all just seeds

in God's hands

we're all just seeds
in God's hands






 

September 12, 2014

the blossom


Love is the flower you've got to let grow.- John Lennon

the blossom


September 9, 2014

it's hip to be square


century squared
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. ~e.e. cummings

...You might think I'm crazy
but I don't even care
'Cause I can tell what's goin' on
 it's hip to be square
 it's hip to be square.

...Don't tell me that I'm crazy,
don't tell me I'm nowhere
Take it from me

it's hip to be square
so hip to be square
~huey lewis and the news

September 5, 2014

the bloomingfield

bloomingfield of faith, hope and love
Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and love—and the greatest of these is love.1 Corinthians 13:13

September 3, 2014

short cut to happiness...

lenore dances in her daisy garden
There are short-cuts to happiness, and dancing is one of them. ~Vicki Baum

September 1, 2014

...you are not alone

Breathe life, for you are not alone
Breathe life, inside your heart of stone
~KsE (song breathe life)

breathe life

August 25, 2014

reorganizing life

time to clean the brushes?
“He who does not get fun and enjoyment out of every day... needs to reorganize his life.”
― George M. Adams