Just a Little . . .

 

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Just a little sympathy . . . a few words . . . can go a very long way towards helping someone who's heart is breaking to face the world in a new way and to be stronger and more able to bear up against whatever they may be facing.

Just a little snatch of a melody . . . can fill the world with song, putting some music into any life when things seem to be falling apart and when it may seem like there is no light at the end of the tunnel. The sun will come out tomorrow!

 

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Just a little bit of friendliness and a little bit of praise . . . can urge a tired and discouraged soul to get through days that may seem dreary and hopeless, can lift them up to higher realms and lofty places.

Just a little streak of golden sunshine . . . can light up a darkened sky which looks full of rain, with clouds that look ready to burst, can make a weary traveller feel renewed with new strength and ready to smile again . . .

Just a little crust of bread and a little sip of water (wine in some churches) . . . can renew hope in the soul, and remind us of our covenants . . . can wash us clean again, provide us with an opportunity of repentance, and forgiveness . . .

Just a little . . . you finish it. What are your thoughts on just a little? Oh, I have a naughty one . . . just a little chocolate can send you off the rails!

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I hope I brought a smile to your face this morning. I had an extremely bad night last night. I used my spray about four times in bed last night. I didn't think I was ever going to be able to fall asleep, but I must have done so about 2 am. I am wondering if it is just anxiety? I never saw myself as being an anxious person, but I am starting to think I really am. Anxious that is. I try to calm myself down, but those funny feelings in my chest make me even more anxous. I almost woke Todd up to tell him to take me to the hospital. I am glad I didn't now!  It is morning and I am still here, so it probably would have been wasting valuable hospital time for others that needed it more. Not to mention, I would probably still be sitting in there waiting to be seen to. Saturday nights at the A & E are extremely busy. I heard on the news yesterday that somewhere here in the UK a man actually suffered a cardiac arrest and died while he was waiting in the A & E for an attending specialist to see to him. How has our health care come to this state?  It beggars belief.  Cutbacks, understaffing, etc. A recipe for disaster.

I hope that you in North America, remembered to put your clocks ahead an hour last night.

 

(mary englebreit)

Happy Mothering Sunday to

all of my friends in

the UK.

A thought to carry with you  . . .

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 *.˛.“In the end, the number of prayers we say 
may contribute to our happiness, 
but the number of prayers we answer 
may be of even greater importance.” 
~ Dieter F. Uchtdorf  •。★★ 。* 。 

Spiritual Enlightenment 

 

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Slice & Bake Coffee Shortbreads. Betcha can't eat just one.  

May your Sunday be truly blessed and filled with peace and joy.  Don't forget!

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And I do too!