Small and Wonderful Things . . .

 

 

 

"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny?...It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. what you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard  

 

A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life.   It's the small things in life which truly mean the most.  Simple abundance . . . it's the best.  

Very wise council.  I need to do more of this.  There is nothing wrong with feeling things and acknowledging your feelings.  But we don't need to wallow in the negativity of hurt and abuse. Learn to let it go. 

 

This is also true and an important step in being able to move forward. You cannot change what has already happened but you can keep it out of your tomorrows by not dragging it along on the journey with you. Every thing for a reason. 

 

I was thinking about the early Saints and Pioneers this morning, and about all the persecutions and troubles they endured. None of it their fault. They lost everything they had time and time again as mobs and their persecutors drove them from their homes.  Some lost much beloved family members and many even their own lives. They truly suffered, but their faith remained strong. Ultimately they prevailed and were able to forge new lives for themselves and to prosper in the West. 

Many pulled all of their belongings on handcarts across the West of America, walking slowly step by painful step to get to their promised land. But they kept forging and moving foward because they believed and had faith in the journey they were making and the reason they were making it.

“If for a while the harder you try, the harder it gets, take heart. 

So it has been with the best people who ever lived. 

~Jeffrey R Holland

(The Inconvenient Messiah, BYU Speeches, Feb 15, 1982)”  

 

 

This is Gary. He is old and he is shaggy and probably more than a little bit tired, but every day, several times a day he drags himself up to the top of the table where the microwave is kept and he sits there looking at whoever is in the kitchen, sometimes meowing.  He knows that if he is diligent in this process he will get treats. His diligence always pays off, even if he sometimes has to wait a bit longer than he thinks he should. Eventually someone pays attention to him and gives him what he is waiting for.  Why? Because he never gives up.  There is a lesson here for us all.  

 

There is a lot of truth to this. Its okay to have a poor me moment, but you can't let it take over you. Following and paying heed to the above criteria is a much better way to deal with the slings and arrows of life. It could always, always be worse.

 

Sometimes you just need a little treat.  These Viva Puffs are good for that. I had gotten Whippets, which were just marshmallow, but I didn't  really like them that much.  Add a bit of jam, and things improve considerably. 

 

There is a great comfort in believing this. It doesn't stop you from crying, but it does help to know and  to believe that He cries along with us.  

 

Thou tellest my wanderings;

put thou my tears into thy bottle;

Are they not in thy book?

 What a sweet thought is suggested here of God's remembrance of His children''s afflictions.  

I apologise if I have wallowed. I have never wanted to be a wallow-er. Sometimes I feel like I can't do right for doing wrong.  Right now my feelings are so tender I feel like even the slightest scratch will create a torrent of emotion, and so I just keep forging forward, trying not to overthink or overfeel. This too shall pass.

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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 *Tears are prayers too,

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I never thought I could come this far and yet, here I am.  I am sorry if I have not been so quick to comment on or to respond to comments or sometimes even to read other blogs. I am trying, but I just feel weighed down sometimes. I must do better.

 

In The English Kitchen today  . . . Cowboy Casserole.  A quick and easy and quite tasty weeknight supper. 

I wish for you a wonderful week ahead. May you find beauty and wonder even in the mundane.  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!