Pic courtesy of Eddi Van W via Flikr I've only just a minute, Only sixty seconds in it. Forced upon me, can't refuse it, Didn't seek it, didn't choose it, But it's up to me to use it. I must suffer if I lose it, Give account if I abuse it, Just a tiny little minute, But eternity is in it. Dr. Benjamin E. Mays This poem was recited by our coach at boot camp today and i thought I would share it here. It's so incredibly interesting how we perceive a minute. This morning, while we were (suppose to be) doing a plank for a minute it seemed like the longest minute I've encountered all week. But later, while enjoying time with my family, 30 of them went by in a snap! How are you viewing your minutes; all the ones God gave you? Are you wishing some of them away? Wishing you were doing anything but the thing God placed you right in the middle of? When you have those encounters just remember this poem by Dr. Benjamin E. Mays. Eternity is in it.
Blogs are so much more fun with pictures! And there are so many pictures on the internet that you can use to create interesting images in your posts. One thing you need to be aware of as you start Blogging is to make sure to give credit where credit is due! DON'T BE A PEST! Photo By Steve Bremmer Make sure that you are always crediting your photo sources! I snagged this image from Flickr Creative Commons Images . These images can be cropped, text added and manipulated and are available for free. Just be sure to use the caption feature here on Blogger and credit the source of the photo. Shouldn't Mr. Bremmer receive credit for that beautiful shot? Steve, whoever you are, kudos, man, kudos. Just remember, no one likes it when a Blogger takes credit for someone else's work, be it a photo, a list or a blog post. Creative ideas and products should be the property of the brilliant minds that produces them. When you credit an image, a Blog p...
Broken things Broken swings. Broken days, Broken ways. Broken prayers, Broken cares. Broken things Won't break me. Have you ever allowed something small to hinder something big in your life? My personal prayer spot use to be this old, well loved swing in my front yard. It was a favorite spot of mine. I swang my babies on it when they were tiny. I've had lots of long conversations on it through the years. I've cried with friends and family there. I've laughed with loved ones on it. I especially loved to sit there in the early morning with a cup of tea or coffee, my prayer journal and God. Several months ago it broke. Since then I've really been struggling to resurrect my prayer life. I have been mourning my "perfect" prayer spot and not allowing myself to move on. Sure, I've spent time in prayer since my swing broke but it hasn't been the same, concerted, focused effort that it use to be. Why? Perhaps because we're such...
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