What is Love?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of four to eight-year-olds: 

“What does love mean?”

“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love."~Rebecca, age 8

 “Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” ~Terri, age 4 

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” ~Bobby, age 5

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."~ Noelle, age 7 

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.” ~Mary Ann, age 4 

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.” ~Billy, age 4

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” ~ Tommy, age 6 

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." ~Chrissy, age 6 

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” ~Jessica, age 8

*Dedicated to my Dad and Mom

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Sunday

For some reason I was thinking of this excerpt from "Blue Like Jazz" this morning.

It has become one of my most favorite parts of this book. 

"A guy I know named Alan went around the country asking ministry leaders questions. One visit he made to a man named Bill Bright, the president of a big ministry. Alan said he was a big man, full of life, who listened without shifting his eyes. A final question, he asked Dr. Bright what Jesus meant to him. Alan said Dr. Bright could not answer the question. He said Dr. Bright just started to cry. He sat there in his big chair behind his big desk and wept. 

When Alan told that story I wondered what it was like to love Jesus that way. I wondered, quite honestly, if Bill Bright was just nuts or if he really knew Jesus in a personal way, so well that he would cry at the very mention of His name. I knew then that I would like to know Jesus like that, with my heart, not just my head. "

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excerpt:"Blue Like Jazz" by Donald Miller)

Dear Mr. President

From: Andy Smith

"Today my mother declared my bedroom a disaster area. I would like to request federal funds to hire a crew to clean up my room."

President Ronald Reagan's response: 

"Dear Andy, your application for disaster relief has been duly noted but I must point out one technical problem; the authority declaring the disaster is supposed to make the request. In this case your mother."

Dear President Bush,

There are too many states. I have to memorize all of them AND their stupid capitals (even Bismarck) and it’s too hard! Please get rid of some of them before I fail geography. Why not start with North Dakota? It’s small and cold and its state animal is a gopher. Nobody likes gophers.

Gene, age 9

*In the summer of 1973, President Richard M. Nixon contracted viral pneumonia and had to be hospitalized. His illness prompted a letter from eight-year-old John W. James III, who had just undergone the same ordeal: 

"Dear President Nixon, I heard you were sick with pneumonia. I just got out of the hospital yesterday with pneumonia and I hope you did not catch it from me. Now you be a good boy and eat your vegetables like I had too [sic]!! If you take your medicine and your shots, you'll be out in 8 days like I was."

 *There is no record of Nixon's vegetable consumption, but his bout with pneumonia lasted eight days—exactly as long as John's.


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Through Susan's Eyes

I love photography, and much of my 

inspiration comes from looking at other 

people's photography skill, and 

creativity. I happen to have someone very 

close to me whose work I can look

 at anytime...my sister Susan:) 

She got a new camera, less than two years 

ago and has captured fun, beautiful,

 and creative photos with it ever since. 

Am I bragging about her? Umm...yes, 

because the truth is she is very talented and 

I get so much joy seeing a piece of her world 

through her eyes. 

So, here I am sharing her, and her pictures 

with all of you.

(photos courtesy of: Susan Brak)

Tangled

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair." 

I first saw this movie with the two ladies I am a caregiver for. We were

the only three adults without children sitting there in the theater...

maybe we are children at heart.

I thought it was an adorable and creative adaptation of

the fairy-tale story of Rapunzel. 

One of my ladies' favorite character was...the horse. 

If you haven't seen it yet, once you do I think you'll understand

why she was in stitches (laughter) over the horse. 

So, maybe this weekend coming up, you can

pop some popcorn, and whether you 

have children or not, enjoy being Tangled. 

(photos courtesy of:google, weheartit)

Words

I don't always say the right things, or speak when I 

should; maybe that's why I like 

other people's words so much. They so often

say so eloquently what I wish I could. 

(images courtesy of: weheartit) 

All Roads Lead Home

I think this song is beautiful. 

A million tears. A million codes 

1:15 

No way to go.  You point your finger 

To the moon. It looks like rain 

Coming soon. I figured all 

My worst fears. Believe in

childlike heroes. But I don't want to go 

That way. Surrender hope 

Again I don't want to go

that way. Surrender hope 

And faith. Again

 Your blood, your fire 

Your kiss good night 

Your words, and touch 

They might be mine 

I feel this love

could cross the sand 

I want to feel

that way 

The fire might linger. and fade away 

The shadows run from yesterday 

Like everyone. And everything

were memories. And then appears 

Your blood, your fire 

Your kiss good night 

Your words, and touch

They might be mine 

I feel this love

could cross the sand 

I want to feel that way 

Oh, don't make me

feel that way 

Oh, I want to feel 

That way 

Oh, I'm breaking through. These walls of steel 

Pushing that wall for something real 

I'm falling far and faster still 

Wake up, wake up 

Wake up, wake up 

Wake up, wake up 

Everyone and everything 

Everyone and everything. 

To listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZxgtPR3kWHk&feature=fvwrel

The Killing

I have to confess that I am inexplicably drawn to mysteries and crime stories. 

Two weeks ago, AMC began a new series titled "The Killing".

What drew me into this new series was the heartache of the victim's 

family being portrayed so deeply, the burden of the responsibility of 

having to solve another murder, you could see on the homicide detective's 

face, and the rain pouring down on the Seattle skyline that simply added to 

the mystery and sadness.

Set in Seattle, Washington, the series follows the police 

investigation, the grieving family and the suspects, after 

the homicide of a young girl, Rosie Larsen. Each of the 

13 episodes will chronicle one day of the investigation.

The series as "slow-burn storytelling in a sense that every 

moment that we don't have to prettify or gloss over or 

make something necessarily easy to digest, that we're able 

to go to all sorts of places that are honest, and dark, and 

beautiful and tragic, in a way that is how 

a story should be told."

*Rated TV MA-Mature Audience Only

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info courtesy of: wikipedia)

Sunday

The Lord is my shepherd, 

I shall not be in want.

He makes me lie down

in green pastures, he leads

me beside quiet waters, 

he restores my soul.

He guides me in paths of 

of righteousness for his

name's sake.

Even though I walk through

the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil, for you are

with me (with me... with me...

with me) your rod and your 

staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me 

in the presence of my enemies. 

You anoint my head with oil; 

my cup overflows.

Surely goodness and love will 

follow me all the days of my life, 

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord 

forever...forever...forever.

~The Bible: Psalm 23

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Charlie

Sir Charles Spencer "Charlie" Chaplin, (16 April 1889 – 25 December 1977) was an English comic actor, film director and composer best-known for his work during the silent film era. He became one of the most famous film stars in the world before the end of the First World War.

*In 1925, he was the first actor to appear on the cover of Time magazine.

*At the height of his popularity, he failed to win a Charlie Chaplin look-a-like contest.

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info courtesy of: google)