Life holds so many simple blessings, each day bringing its own individual wonder.
Kind words are such a blessing to the needful, if one but knew the pleasure that they bring.
He believes that words can be a powerful healing tool if used with loving intention, to uplift, encourage and inspire.
If Home is where the heart is then may your Home be blessed . . .
I believe that nothing in life is unimportant every moment can be a beginning.
I believe in miracles . . . prayers that are answered and healing hands.
It's the melody within the heart that helps us to endure.
The gift of sight to see beyond The darker clouds of now!
Each day's a gift of Life divine a precious jewel that's yours and mine!
Each day brings its own colours to be chosen, mixed, pigments of joy, happy moments, smiles and laughter.... And which will you choose? For 'Life' is choice.
Love is ever where the heart will find it no matter how unlikely seems the place.
Do not forget to hope and happy be.
It's the journey that's important, not the getting there!
Life, sometimes so wearying is worth its weight in gold the experience of traveling lends a wisdom that is old.
If you truthfully can say without a doubt within your heart Dear Lord, Thy will be done, and God knows best!
Love much dear friends for love will bring the healing joy and hope of Spring. . .
We oft question and compare.... Is the journey so important or the getting there?
Life though, is full of compensations and I have been well blessed throughout my 'Life Journey' with good friends met and made along the way. Life is a kind of swings and roundabouts situation; if you can't kick a football you turn to other pursuits.
Fate is not quite as strange as it appears!
His wry sense of humour and his stalwart courage were an inspiring example to so many. His ability to laugh at Life's idiosyncrasies and himself in a self deprecating way taught that most valuable of lessons: 'to be of good cheer, no matter what Life threw at you, and ever to find the hope that dwells in every human heart'.
The song of thrush and blackbird, joy that falls so gently on the ears to celebrate another day of life and living, flying free.
Laugh often friends tho' passing years bring, sometimes, smiles and, sometimes, tears, for mirth forever warms and cheers. Laugh often!
Yet still the time:- 'It's so nice to come home'.
