I like people who have patience.
Part of being patient is to give of your time to another when it is not especially convenient.
Life is pretty hectic sometimes and that is when truly patient people shine.
People who are patient can make a day that is the pits turn around and be a walk in the park.
Being patient is a gift we can give one another.
Today, I think this cat is very patient, like we should be.
Black Cat Book Review
The Language of Blessing by Joseph Cavanaugh III
In his book, The Language of Blessing, Joseph Cavanaugh III wants us to know that everyone in this world is one of a kind. He wants us to know who we are and what gifts and talents we have been given. And he wants us to know that each person is meant to bless others with these gifts and talents; this is the language of blessing. He says, “I want to convince you that what you offer is so rare that it has never been given before and it will never be given again.”
With many personal stories, Cavanaugh, shares the sadness of not being affirmed as a child and
how it affected how he viewed life and how he lived. These are stories many have lived in one form or another. Childhood is where we learn what we have to offer and when we are not blessed with affirmation we often think who and what we are is of little value. “After all, you cannot give to others what you have not received yourself”. With application activities after each chapter questions are asked to help us see the error in some of our thinking and given encouragement to use the lessons taught in the chapter to begin seeing and using our God-given gifts.
George Barna writes in the forward, “Joe will also introduce you to some self-assessment inventories, which will enable you to invest yourself more heavily in using your strengths rather than inefficiently striving to overcome your weaknesses.” This approach is what was most new and surprising to me…and most welcome.
Once we know what we have within ourselves, and the importance of sharing who we are and what we have to offer, we can begin to use the language of blessing to affirm others. As the author writes, “To deny your God-given gifts, talents, and intelligences is to deny His workmanship in your life.”
This is an easy book to read, not a scholarly tome, on how we come to think of ourselves as we do, right or wrong. And how to accent the positive and build on it and how to recognize the negative and erase it. Well worth reading.
This book was sent to me by Tyndale House Publishers without charge in exchange for this review.
I made pillows for Christmas gifts.
I think they turned out great.
They were super easy to make.
Pillow form, napkins, yarn, yarn needle.
That’s all you need for materials.
Add time and a little patience.
They’re done and ready to give.
I think my friends liked them.
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Ps. I have edited this post so many times I lost count. All due to senior moments, I think.
It’s off to shop I go.
My gift making and shopping is done except for one gift card to get for the paper man.
Today I am off to get some wrapping paper and ribbon and bags so I can send off the last of the goodies.
They may or may not get to the intended recipients before the big day.
If they are late they can be Happy New Year’s gifts.
That works, too.
Early this week I received a package from a friend in Texas. It is the softest crocheted lap robe! It is going to be great to keep my cold tootsies warm. The air conditioning makes them like ice while the rest of me is fine. Go figure. But now they will be perfectly cozy. As you can see Teddy thinks it’s pretty cozy, too.
Wednesday I got my taxes done. What a bother and a chore. I don’t know why I think it is a chore when all I do is take the papers from the “tax” file and deliver them to the “tax” man and when he is done I go sign the forms and pay him. He does all the work. But then I do pay him–that is not fun–but getting the refund will be. So that is done for this year \O/
Yesterday I had a birthday surprise from a friend. Homemade truffles! The best homemade truffles! And yes, I did share–a few.
Also, got an orchid. The goal is for it to be alive for my next birthday. At least I know it will/has lasted longer than the truffles. Teddy even got into the gift thing–he got toys.
Then in the evening another friend took me out to dinner. We went to one of my favorite neighborhood restaurants. The food was great and the time with my friend even better.
And I gotta tell you Mounds Bar Pie is a pretty good way to finish a meal.
All in all this has been a very good birthday-week!
Today, I am thankful for gifts from my friends but even more I am thankful for their friendship. I am one spoiled woman…and I love it!
Image by WolfS♡ul via Flickr
“Christmas is a time to open our hearts to God and his gifts. Just like the rest of the year.”
Author Unknown
I am pretty good with plants. They usually live, maybe not thrive, but they do look ok for a long time.
Both of my gramma’s were great with plants. Gramma Rose had wonderful vegetable gardens. Not big gardens but a nice little patch in the backyard.
Gramma Lillie lived in an apartment so she had indoor plants, violets. Her violets were amazing. They always had flowers and some were old plants that she had for years, and they were big plants. She said the secret was to talk nice to them, but not too nice. They needed to be given a good tongue lashing occasionally and cursing was included.
I live in a condo with a small balcony so I don’t have a garden but I do have flowers out there and they are quite healthy and lush. I guess I get that green thumb from Gramma Rose.
Gramma Lillie was not so generous in sharing her gift with me. I have violets, 3 of them. Have had them several years. They are the same size as when I got them. I think they have the same number of leaves since day 1. The flowers that were blooming on them when I got them are the only flowers they have ever had.
For years they have just sat and been sad little green things. They have been watered and fed and not watered and fed; I have moved them around from room to room and window to window hoping they would find their happy place. I have talked nice, yelled, cursed, and pleaded with them. All to no avail. Until…
I know the picture is all fuzzy. The only camera I have is on my phone and I don’t know how to adjust it or focus it or whatever. Besides, I was so excited to see these blooms I couldn’t stop jittering around to get a good picture.
If this sad little violet gets me this excited…if something really big happens I will have a heart attack and die on the spot.
Today, I think I need to get a life.
I may be a bit of a ditz.
But I know where I have been, where I am, and where I am going.
However, I may not always know what I am doing.
