I can't sleep tonight so I thought I would type the words to a song I'm listening to.

I've dreamed many dreams that never came true.
I've seen them vanished at dawn.
But enough of my dreams have come true to make
me keep dreaming on.
I prayed many a prayer.
Seemed no answer would come though I waited so very
patient and long.
But enough of my answers have come to my prayers
to make me keep praying on.
I've sown many a seed that's fell by the wayside
for the birds to feed upon.
But I've held enough golden sheaves in my hands
to make me keep sowing on.
I've trusted many a friend that's left me
and left me to weep alone.
But enough of my friends have been true blue
to make me keep trusting on.
I've drained the cup of disappointment and pain;
gone many a day without a song.
Oh, but I' ve sipped enough nectar from the roses of life
to make me want to live on.
And I don't regret a mile I've traveled for the Lord
I don't regret the times I trusted in His Word.
I've seen the years go by, many, many days without a song.
But I don't regret a mile I've traveled for the Lord.

Little Boys

I have 2 of the sweetest little grandsons. They ARE boys that love to play in dirt, go sledding (on way too daring of hills...but I'm known to be a wimp so I'm sure I'm not a good judge of such things), they love to wrestle with their Papa. They like to play with their guns and go "hunting" and also "protecting us women. :-) Mosiah and Israel are part of my heart treasure chest! I sure do have a swelling treasure chest these days!

I was showing Mosiah my little blog here last night. I read the last post aloud to him about my blessings. He asked me if I mentioned that he fasted for me. No, I hadn't. After he left I pondered on my previous thoughts of the day my branch took a day last Wednesday to sacrifice for me by fasting and praying about my health conditions. My grandson, Mosiah at age 6, fasted for me. I was so touched because he actually fasted from lunch until he got home after prayer meeting. I asked him if it was hard and he said at one point it was but "I just started thinking about other things and played other games." I was speechless at his moment of expressing his spiritual maturity. I looked at him differently: my little "brother in Christ!" Wow!

With tears I write this. How do I show appreciation for such love from my brothers and sisters? It is not possible. But I can say that GOD gave me a very clear and wonderful testimony the morning after the prayer meeting. It is written and now typed. Their prayers were heard!

I made sure Mosiah knew his fasting brought a great blessing to me and I did hear from the Lord. He seemed to understand how significant that was. I can testify his little spirit is being nourished. The seeds are sprouting and he is able to share little "buds" here and there. My strong-willed grandson WILL be STRONG for His Lord. I am sure of that.

Then he was off to be a little 6 year old boy.

And I close this entry today with praise to my Heavenly Father for watching over me, just one of His little "sparrows."

"HEAR, O, LORD, and have mercy upon me; Lord, be thou my helper. Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.
To the end that my soul may give glory to thy name, and sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my GOD, I will give thanks unto thee forever." Psalms 30:10-12

Because of HIM I live today,
Deborah

Sunday February 21, 2010

I have been sitting in this chair spending way too much time trying to log in to my daughter's blog with a few comments I have made. But you know, the struggle was worth it. I was able to leave a few words of encouragement, hopefully, to her as she walks her own journey in this life. There are struggles for everyone, in all different "packages." We of course, don't look at these struggles as gifts in the beginning, nor even necessariily in the midst of the deepest trials. But at some point, if we possibly sit still long enough, we will see the blessings brought from our trials.

I know that I am sitting here watching the snow come down and that is a blessing for me. I have had a weekend of words and actions said to me that I am loved by my family. I have a family that is willing to sacrifice for me to help me in this biggest trial in my life.

My husband drove in this weekend after working 10 hour days this week. Because of the weather he could only see me one day, and that included some work for me in moving items to my new "nest." He had to drive back to St. Louis in icy conditions. But our blessing was that I was strong enough that Bill could take me out of the house, grab a very nice lunch that we shared from Longhorn Steakhouse and then go to my favorite little spot in Independence for a picnic in the van! How fun it was! Oh, my fav. spot is behind Bass Pro Shop on the most beautiful drive, complete with 2 waterfalls.

To sum up...........LOOK FOR THE BEAUTIFUL. You can always find something beautiful in the midst of the waves but you have to be willing to look.

Until my next post....May God Be With You!
Deborah

Less IS More

Thanks everyone for the encouraging beginning of my blog journey. I can tell it is a good motivator to "stay in the race."

I was thinking about how much I am living with less now. The other night, Israel and I were spinning fresh spinich leaves. After a spin or two I got tripped up and could not figure out where I was in the process (was it supposed to go back in the bowl without holes or with holes?) and couldn't go forward. My precious grandson, age 4, said right away...."that's okay Mammay." Jennifer was right there and lovingly made things right. My brain could dip that low in the evening and yet there is still enough brain the next day to type or read on the computer. How amazing our brains our that God has made.

Then I was thinking of the size of this room. Good size for a smaller 3 bed. home. When I look around at all the beautiful sights in this room, the comforts I have been blessed with to make things easier, I thought of the COUNTLESS people in this world that are so poor they might even sleep only on dirt floors. Or someone else is as sick as I am and their world of less includes NO support system of loved ones such as I have. They could have all sorts of money to buy anything that would help them endure and be comfortable as possible.

I am assured tonight, that even though I am quite aware of how much less I have to work with. I have been richly blessed with what I have because:

"O, LORD, thou has searched me and known me." Psalms 139:1

Let me close tonight with this as my prayer:

"Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice." Psalm 141:2

Because of HIM, I live,
Deborah