Inspiration

It’s What You Scatter

‘Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble’. Mr. Miller told the boy. ‘Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.’ Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a smile she said, ‘There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn’t like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.

John, the Guy You Love to Hate

He continued, “…the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read ‘he’s a dead man’ I knew I needed to take action.”
“What did you do?” I asked. “Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said John. “She asked if I was allergic to anything ‘Yes, I replied!’ The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Gravity’. Over their laughter, I told them, I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”

Joy–A Poem by Jen Reicht

. . . He loved to surf the ocean and run across the sand, he whispered into sea shells and grew to love the land. He learned much from his grandparents all the wisdom of their years, they told him many stories about how to face his fears. He had many animal and human friends
with whom he loved to play, each morning he would wake up thanking Spirit for his day. . .

Letter From God

I noticed that before lunch you looked around, maybe you felt embarrassed to talk to me, that is why you didn’t bow your head. You glanced three or four tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn’t. That’s okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet.

Life in Five Short Chapters | chapter

I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in the same place. But it isn’t my fault. It takes a long time to get out.

Mary Morrissey Quotes

Jesus said: “I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” You are invited to experience that abundant life. You came into the world to bear witness to the glory of the One who indwells you. As you sit poised at the dawn of a new year, pledge to truly begin anew, to break free of the patterns that diminish you and embark on a deeper, more meaningful journey with God. Mary Morrissey

Miracle of a Brother’s Song | brother's song

Karen tows Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazes at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. And he begins to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sings: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray . . . Instantly the baby girl responds. The pulse rate becomes calm and steady. . .

Nails in the Fence | anger

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Old Tired Dog

An old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. He followed me into the house, down the hall, and fell asleep in a corner.

Our Deepest Fear

“…Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?

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