Thursday, December 16, 2010

A little inspiration...




My dad sent me this...

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.

A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote som
e words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.
Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy.
That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?"

The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way." I wrote: "Today is a beautiful day but I cannot see it."
Both signs told people that the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people that they were so lucky that they were not blind.
Moral of the Story: Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.

The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling. And even more beautiful, is knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!

You may touch someone's heart today and forever.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Light poles


Here's a little peak into how my mind works.

11.08.10

He likes to leave the house around 6:15 AM. I go to sleep around 3AM so it hurts when he shakes me awake a quick 3 hours after I nurse my daughter and fall asleep. This particular morning, however, was GREAT to me! It was cool outside and no one was going to see me so I slipped on a comfortable pair of workout pants and a warm hoodie. The babies weren't crying. I was not nearly as tired as I should have been. I was excited for the new day and surprised about it.

T h e n i t h a p p e n e d .

We drove past the student parking lot and that all too familiar feeling where my heart sinks, my stomach wrenches and my head aches began. I thought (for some reason inexplicable to any logic whatsoever) the light poles might fall on students and/or their cars when they arrived at school. I tried to continue our conversation and focus but my mind had already pulled away from me. I was so annoyed. Why would I think that? Where did it even come from? So I did the only thing I know to do...

I p r a y e d .