Share Your World – 2015 Week #13

What was your favorite subject in school?
Band (music). I don’t play or sing music, I breathe music. It runs through my veins. It wasn’t/isn’t a subject for me, it is my passion!

“Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.” (George Carlin) When have you had such a moment?
I have had many moments like that, but one that comes to mind is when I heard my oldest son’s cry for the first time.

What’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, or numeric puzzles?
Crossword. Definitely.

If you found an obviously abandoned car with $50,000 in the back seat, what would you do?
I would likely call the police and report it, but not because I’m such a good person, but because I would be afraid it was either drug related, or a police bait of some kind.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I’m so grateful that the surgeon was able to fix my broken back and that I’m not in that excruciating pain anymore, and I am looking forward to my Church’s General Conference this coming weekend! (I am a Mormon)

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Grown Up Joy

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All Grown Up.

It was when I first looked into those beautiful eyes of blue.

Of course, you knew you had me from the moment we first met. How could I resist? Your innocence unarmed me. You had a pureness about you that I found so rare in the male members of the human race. And that smile of yours lit up the night!

And then, when I first held you in my arms, I don’t believe there was a more tender moment in all time.

You were so fiercely independent, yet unashamedly dependent on me and my love for you. How could I help but love you?

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Yes, the first time I really felt grown up, was when I held you, my babies, in my arms! 

How has your mother’s love helped you to live your life joyfully?

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My Hero Brings Me Joy

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “My Hero.”

I tell him all the time what he means to me.

But I wonder if he really knows. This is the man who the Lord put in my life over twenty years ago, and I knew it was my chance to clean up my life. The man who saw me through the death of my older son, James. Who has helped me deal with health issues, including strokes and a broken back that have left me incapacitated to the point that he has had to dress me because I couldn’t lift my arms. He has taken care of my personal hygiene because I was unable to do so myself. I still cannot shower by myself due to risk of falling. He has happily taken on all household duties, saying that he would have to do them anyway if I wasn’t around. Now, you can go to Jared’ s, but for me, this is real love. And that’s why Henry J Horn (aka hubby) is my hero.

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Everyone!

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Resolutions

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “To Be Resolved.”

What did I resolve to do?

I don’t remember. I usually make resolutions sometime in October or November, some arbitrary day that has no particular meaning to it, and my resolutions aren’t for the year. They are more specific to what I am working on at the moment. If I am trying to outline a new book, it may be setting a deadline. If I am working on my blog, I might brainstorm possible topics for my posts, and need to set aside time to organize them.

So what is left to be resolved?

Only what is in front of me. I heard a man once say that you always die with your in-basket full. I resolve to keep my in-basket at a manageable level simply by taking care of the task at hand, and then everything else will take care of itself. I don’t spend too much time thinking about what the future might hold, and making resolutions that I know I’ll forget three months down the road seems pointless to me. I like taking care of today. After all, today is all we really have.

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A Question For You

Are you on fuzzy footing?

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Do you know where your next step should be placed?
As you can see, I don’t always know what step to take. It’s not always clear to me.
But what is always clear is the One in whom I believe. The One who makes my pathway clear.

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I know if I put my trust in that same Christ whose birth we celebrate this month, my footing will always be sure.
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JOY!

JOY TO THE WORLD
THE LORD IS COME
LET EARTH RECEIVE HER KING

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LET EVERY HEART
PREPARE HIM ROOM
AND HEAVEN AND NATURE SING
AND HEAVEN AND NATURE SING
AND HEAVEN AND HEAVEN
AND NATURE SING

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WHAT ARE YOU JOYFUL ABOUT?

Joy in Remembering

Tonight is a special night. You see, today is National Children’s Memorial Day, and tonight we light candles in memory of our children.
It starts on the east coast of the United States at 7 pm and goes for an hour, picking up in central time as the east coast winds down, and then to mountain time and Pacific time, and continuing each hour all around the world, so that for 24 hours, a continuous light shines around the world for our children. Amazing, isn’t it? And I have two little lights who shine among the untold millions of children whose lives were cut short, or at least seeming so to their parents and loved ones.
My advice to you? Let them have their day. They have so little. Share it with them. Let them know they don’t walk alone. Be their friend. Be their light.

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I light a candle in your name to show the world your light still shines in me+
I share my fears to ease the pain of my broken heart, my broken family
And I offer understanding, lending comfort where I may.
As I shed my tears of sorrow I reach out and light a candle in your name.
As I shed my tears of sorrow I reach out and light a candle in your name.

Be a Pocketful of Joy to fill someone’s day today.

I Light A Candle copyright Betty Horn 1996

Where Do You Find Joy? Short and Sweet

I look for joy in simple things, in the way hubby kisses my cheek instead of my lips so as to keep the flu bugs at bay. The way my best friend calls all the way from Utah just to see how I’m doing. And today, the way it’s going to snow in St Cloud, Florida! (On my blog, anyway!) I’m just tickled pink! Are you enjoying this as much as I am? 

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day. 

Joy – Storm

And there shall be a tabernacle for a shadow in the daytime from the heat, and for a place of refuge, and for a covert from storm and from rain.
Isaiah 4:6 KJV

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Do you have any storms you want to lay before the Lord?