There was a place…

There was a small city where a little girl felt the urge to twirl and spin until she could dance the perfect dance.But she had no music in her tiny house and they had no music in her school.

There was a young man far away from the bustle and noise of cities,who was so great at helping and healing animals,that everyone brought their pets for him to see.But he had no way to improve his skills since there was no money for him to attend college.

Deep in the mountains,there was a brother and sister than were always drawing and carving on every surface they could find.But money for paper and pencils,for paint and canvas,for carving knives and fancy wood was never going to be available to them.Their school didn’t provide the opportunity either and it made them sad and frustrated.

Far away in another country,there was a boy who heard the music and words in his head and wondered why.There was no one around to tell him that what he possessed was a gift from God he might never share.Inside his was a symphony of sound the World needed to hear.

Then there was a little girl who knew the herbs and trees,the flowers and fishes,and her ingenuity could be combined to heal diseases that killed thousands every year.But there was no way for her to study and experiment and create them to share and cure the ill.

In a perfect World,all of these people would be given a way to use the wonderful gifts they’d been given.But their World and ours is far from giving the best education to every child.So music will go unwritten.Dancers will not share their amazing dances,and art will remain locked inside the minds of those meant to shine.

There will be animals lost who could have been healed,and people will die because the little girl couldn’t find a way to share her secrets with the World.

In this day and age,I see no reason why every child can’t shine.We are all born with talents to share.Let’s see to it that everyone finds that gift.

Find Your Light raises money to share with schools so that more genius can be shared.Please help by donating today.Your dollars can help turn on that light for some boy or girl who has so much to share.

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Ownership…

In our lives we acquire many things that we think are important to us.But how many people truly take ownership of things.

We own homes,we have kids,we have cars and sometimes businesses.But how well do we know these things.How we treat them and regard them makes all the difference to the success of them.

We may own a business,but never understand how it works,or survives,or how to fix it when things go wrong.We may employ a lot of people,but we don’t know what they do,because we don’t really know their jobs.

To me,if you don’t put your whole self into something,don’t care for it enough to make it all it can be and make it succeed,we don’t have ownership at all.We have it,yes,it’s there to look at,but we have not taken ownership.

What is your legacy going to be in life.Will you be known for having things?Or will you be known for making all you can,all of what you have?

There is only one answer I hope you can give.Don’t treat the the things you have in life with disrespect and disregard,Don’t leave it to  others to take care of what you have for you.Jump in and truly love your work,your home,your family.

They deserve that.And to be fair to yourself,you need it too.As the saying goes…Be All You Can Be with what you have.

Take responsibility and take ownership of your life and the things in it.

Ask God

My daughter came home from kindergarten one day and wanted to know why she didn’t have a beautiful brown face like the handsome little boy in her class.I explained that God had used lots of colors from his crayon box to create us and that all the colors he’d chosen were beautiful.She still wasn’t happy when she looked at her arms,so I told her to ask God about it someday. 

I don’t know if she’s ever asked Him,but she did seem somewhat satisfied with my answer.One thing I did know,tho,she didn’t know  that some people see the difference with hatred in their hearts.

I wish she still didn’t know that,but as a nation,we seem to be going backwards.What does that say about the intelligence of some?Bigotry and discrimination are a result of stupidity and ignorance.Is that what our country should be known for? I think not.

It’s time to grow,it’s time to know,it’s time to celebrate every shade in the crayon box,each as beautiful as the next.

Honour 

A salute to all servicemen who have fought for our freedom;to those who have died and those who die one day at a time from injuries no one can see.A salute to the families who carry on without their loved ones and welcome them home when they return.God Bless you all.

Family Fun 

Family picnic table:restless kids on one side and adults on the other,food down the middle.Adults finally tell the kids to go play instead of waiting for adults to finish eating.The kids went,the table went & all the plates went,too.Did I mention the adults went over as well?These were normally dour adults,but with egg on their faces,how could it not be funny.I still laugh when I picture my grandparents laid out on the ground wearing their Sunday Best and their Sunday dinner.:)

Safety Zones.

I have to say I’m really disgusted that SEATTLE has to design Safe Zones for gays and lesbians.Why aren’t they already safe wherever they go? Where is our society when entire groups of people are alienated and persecuted because they’re perceived to be different? Get real here.We are all the same where it should count with one another.Our color,our religion,our comfort zone for relationships shouldn’t matter.God is shaking His head in disgust that we are still so backward in our thinking.We are all made by His design and He expects more from us.

One Cell 

One Little Cell….

      That’s all it takes to change a life forever. One crazy cell that turns into millions and then takes a life.

      Sometimes it takes adults, but all to often it takes innocent children who  have lived way too short a life.

      If I were to start a list of the people we have lost in my family, it would be a long list.

      It started with my grandfather, John Keepers. A pastor with a wife and six kids depending on him, but the

      brain tumour didn’t care.He died at age 54. There were others in his family of brothers and sisters, but they

      died of other things. I never knew him except from pictures and stories. He spoke and wrote ten languages.

      My Aunt Maurine also died of cancer..the

      same as her father, John, but she lived to be 4 months shy of 100 years old.  My Uncle Don, also

       a son of John Keepers, and another Pastor, was struck with cancer in his seventies,

      but he will celebrate his 85 th birthday this month.

      Then I lost my cousin Virginia Woodgate to cancer when she was two weeks shy of her 21st birthday. That odd lump under her when she

      lay down on a California beach turned out to be deadly. Her sister Beverly has also had cancer, but so far has survived it.

      Then there was my cousin Ron Gerber who died from melanoma, an innocent enough looking cancer

      until it covers your face and enters your brain. He died in his 40s. The oldest of those cousins, Patricia “Patsy”‘ Woodgate Gross

       died last year from the breast cancer that returned to end her life.  She died only a few months after her husband Bob also died from

      cancer. Then there’s Patsy’s dad, my father’s oldest brother,   Hank, who preceded his only child  in death from stomach cancer.

      My father lived to turn 90 years old and he had a wonderful little party that we threw at my parents house

      four months before bladder cancer ended his painful life. He did not go easily because a life of tortured memories from war and

      the O.S.S. had to be escaped from before his peace was granted. If you think a soldiers battle is ever done while he or she is alive

      you need to re think, it’s not. While my sister and I took care of my dad and my mom ,who has dementia,

      my sister Carolyn was diagnosed with  breast cancer, a battle fought well and so far won.

      On my husbands side, his dad had cancer, but he died of old age. But his mom, Pauline fought cancer twice…does that seem fair…

      She won her first fight, but eventually she got the other more dreaded form of cancer and it took

      her to our Lord’s loving arms after only a few months at the age of 92. The world lost a bright shining star

       when she left, but on occasion we can still see her smile and feel her warmth, even hear her voice.

      But with those deaths and the ones who have survived that are in this list, the worse death

      of all was the battle fought and lost by an eleven girl who was the daughter of our friends Doug and Kristen.My son attended school

      with them both and as a teacher has taught most of their kids, including Gloria.

      Talk about a bright and shining star. She was “only borrowed” her parents feel. A child of God who literally

       GLOWED with the Lord’s light. There are stories and memories and even pictures that show that wonderful light that Gloria was

       to this world. She has been gone for 5 years, but miracles still happen from her. There were miracles while she lived.

      there will always be miracles that happen thru this remarkable child. When a large group of people circled around her

       to pray FOR her, the evening ended with those people experiencing a healing for them that  came thru her, from God to them.

      A beautiful picture was taken of her with  that light and there is no mistaking the Heavenly glow around her. Not a trick of light or any

      lighting, except the light from Heaven.

      So a death that seems so very cruel when you first think about it, was a blessing in disguise.

      All the pain and all the sorrow for each of these victims of cancer ended in a new life. A life we all strive  for.

      But to the ones left behind that gift given to them  seems far from a victory since we will miss them for a time.

      Until there is a reunion in Another time and Another Place. ( Sandi Patty’s song..one I want  at my funeral if God ever

       deems Himself strong enough to put up with me in Heaven.) Since he has already sent me back a couple of times,  I sense He’s not

      ready for me. Sorry, Lord, but one day I will see you face to face since that is Your plan…..The Angels will be on a mad

      run to hide from little ole stinker me! LOL!!  But it’ll happen just the same.

      But cancer, tho I have always thought you would catch up with ME some day, so far  I win.

      So world, keep on turning, keep on chugging onward until we meet our families again.

      BLOG ON!

      There were many more names I could have listed here, but the list was long enough. An update to this story from 2012….my sister is now cancer free for the past six years…awesome.

      At the same time,we have to add that my mom has also become a victim of skin cancer on her face.The first time it was successfully removed.Now she has another patch that may be cancer on the opposite side.Fingers crossed that this time it isn’t cancer.Prayers are being said for more friends than I can even list here.But one prayer fits them all.

      Dear God in Heaven 

      And our Lord Jesus Christ who sits at His side,we pray the day will soon come when no more lives are lost because of that one little cell that becomes millions.

      No more cancer,IJN AMEN 

      One Cell 

      One Little Cell….

          That’s all it takes to change a life forever. One crazy cell that turns into millions and then takes a life.

          Sometimes it takes adults, but all to often it takes innocent children who  have lived way too short a life.

          If I were to start a list of the people we have lost in my family, it would be a long list.

          It started with my grandfather, John Keepers. A pastor with a wife and six kids depending on him, but the

          brain tumour didn’t care.He died at age 54. There were others in his family of brothers and sisters, but they

          died of other things. I never knew him except from pictures and stories. He spoke and wrote ten languages.

          critics

          I will never understand how paid critics get hired.It must take being a cold and almost inhuman person.I’m guessing they’re hired to criticize a subject they know nothing about and have no talent in.The meaner they are the more they like themselves.They seem to have no relevance in what the public appreciates and likes.If I want to buy music  or go to a movie,I find reviews are pointless and almost always in error.Perhaps the best thing to do is read the reviews that are bad and buy that movie ticket or music CD.

          People who rely on negative reviewers opinion will likely miss something great.
          My suggestion is to pretty much ignore critics..I mean the name itself tells you where they’re coming from,and ask your friends what they like.You’ll come out ahead that way.
          Critics…paid bullies?
          Sometimes they are sincere and talented writers.Sometimes they are nothing beyond a negative personality in written word.
          Yeah…ask your family and friends.Don’t rely on a paid opinion.