To my fellow bloggers/writers, I hope this inspires you as much as it inspired me today. RIP, Maya.
Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with deeper meaning.
Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin — find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that it was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.
The idea is to write it so that people hear it and it slides through the brain and goes straight to the heart.
When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we’re capable of, how…
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Before I move on with today’s topic, I wanted to express my thanks to those that are coming to my site to read my various Thanksgiving related posts. As I looked through the search terms yesterday, there is no doubt what is on the minds of so many right now, and that is Thanksgiving food preparations.
I hope that my ideas have been helpful to those of you that have read them. It seems that I will be taking my own advice this year, too, as we have decided to dine at home again instead of dining out, and I’m quite happy about that, too.
I started my own food preparations yesterday and baked a big pan of cornbread for the dressing last night so that it would have time to thoroughly dry out by Thursday morning. As it baked, I decided to quickly check my Facebook page to see how my friends were faring with their own holiday preparations.
The first post that showed up, however, was anything but fun holiday happenings. It was an update post from a friend’s page concerning her little grandson that is extremely ill and has recently been transferred to a large hospital in another city for more specialized treatment. I think it is safe to say that while so many of us are supporting this precious little one with our prayers, he may not make it. We’re going to keep bombarding God with our prayers anyway. He is in very capable medical hands now as well.
What has struck me and literally brings tears to my eyes every time I read a new update from the family is how faithful they are and how willingly they are opening up and sharing their heart with hundreds of us each day. Thanksgiving meal preparations are not on their agenda right now, but Thanksgiving has been in their hearts every single day from the very beginning.
Let me just say that one more time… mostly for my own benefit… because it hit me like a ton of bricks last night.
Thanksgiving has been in their hearts every single day from the very beginning.
God never ceases to amaze me how he speaks at times. My friends are already prepared for Thanksgiving. They are living it on a daily basis in the midst of a struggle that few of us can even imagine. I am so humbled by their faith, and now I must ask myself if I am also prepared for Thanksgiving, not only this week but every single day in the future.
16 Rejoice always, 17 pray continually, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. — 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (NIV)
“…give thanks *in* *all* *circumstances*…
This has to be one of the best “feel good” stories I’ve read in a long time. Sometimes the world is truly a wonderful place, and I think the Make-A-Wish organization in the bay area needs to take the bow they deserve, along with all of the thousands of volunteers that are making this happen today. Here is the link to the story about Miles, aka #SFBatkid, who has been fighting leukemia for most of his life and only had a tube removed from his chest a month ago. I got teary-eyed just reading about it.
And there will be a special edition of the San Francisco Chronicle to commemorate the event as well.
I will be sending a little donation to Make-A-Wish today and hope others will consider doing so, too, because somehow I just know that Batkid is going to save the day and all will be well in the world once again.
Update 11/17/13: If you missed out on this story as it happened, there is a good summary video below, as well as links to a few other articles and pictures that I found afterward. For the record, my mom and I followed along via Twitter updates as we ate lunch out on Friday, and it made me choke up more than once. I know we were not the only ones either, as many people posted via Twitter that they were following along at work or elsewhere and crying right along with us.
— Graham Nolan (@gnolan12) November 15, 2013
Today, I am grateful for every single person that has fought for the freedom I enjoy today, including my own father, my brother and two uncles, one that did not come home from WWII. My relatives are all gone now, including my dear brother who died a few years ago, and I miss them all terribly.
I am also grateful for all the service dogs that have served, and still serve, alongside our military personnel. Not only do these dogs help our soldiers do their jobs, the dogs also provide wonderful companionship to them while they are away from home.
Lastly, I am grateful to those who help to care for our veterans that have various needs when they return home. “If we send ’em, we should mend ’em.” Wounded Warrior Project is a good one, but I know there are many more, too.
From the bottom of my sincere heart today, I thank every single one of you. ❤