Good morning, my wonderful friends. Stan here, reporting for service... Have you ever had a day when you were keenly aware you were in the midst of a time so special you didnt want the moment to end? Its the so called little things in life which brings the greatest joy. Yesterday brought me a continual menu of sensory overload. My Moms smiling affirmation her oatmeal was made to perfection for her taste. I ran faster than the wind on my two training runs. I felt the power of being 28 again. Unexpectedly, I was asked to speak to a group of wonderful children having a birthday party in a pavilion along my route. I saw me so many years ago. Their sweet eyes were glued to me as I told them about chasing a rabbit for 5 hours when I was growing here as a farm boy. One of the Moms showed me a cell phone picture she took of me four years ago with her child. The children were told I was the brother of Miss Debbie whom they had loved so fondly as a 4-H worker...God called her Home a little over a year ago. These children are my countrys future. I came back home to Mommas house and made her supper. A big lump lodged in my throat when I gave her a Dreamsicle as an after dinner treat. Her eyes were big as teacups, as she said, Wow, I havent had one of these in years! I am hearing the words of Psalm 139, Even before there is a word on my tongue, Behold, O Lord, thou dost know it all. God says to each of us, I love you, in an infinite array of little things. Can you hear me? Am I speaking loud enough? ..
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 10:21:49 +0000
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