Gratitude

So what happens when you go on a poor me pity party binge? You get asked to speak in Church. On grattitude. Now I have a really good reason, to think and ponder and pray on being grateful. That will be a nice and welcome change. I think Father in Heaven has a sense of humor when he is gently chastising us. I get it. Ha Ha!

Service? When?

I have a long lasting dilema. I have been throwing this one around in my mind for a long time now. That is.....serivice. Somewhere along the road of life, I have gotten it into my little brain that service is some spectacular thing you do for someone else that makes their life or at least their day a whole lot better. Usually that person is a friend or aquaintance - like the women I visit teach or my next door neighbor. Sometimes it's even a stranger, like the person in the grocery line before you who needs help out to their car. Whoever it is, after the service is performed you feel a very good feeling inside knowing you helped someone in need.
Now, that being said, here's my struggle. When I go to the grocery store, I usually have at least one child and between paranoia of germs and screaming, begging, and running away, the last thing on my mind is the people around me who could use a little lifting up. I am so busy getting the places I need to go and doing the things that I need to do, that I hardly ever think about my neighbors unless I see them somewhere. And I hate to say it, but since it's the truth, I will. I don't constantly pray for those I visit teach. I love my visits with them when they happen - thankfully, I have a companion who is so good about us getting out each week. But I am so busy taking care of business at home that I don't think about their needs, except when we tell them to call if they need anything on our visit, which of course, they never do.
Does anyone else struggle with this problem?

not feelin' the love

Just not feelin' the love today. I think what that means is that I am being selfish. And ungrateful. Why do those things usually go together? At least for me. Um, let's see.... three times today, i actually did feel the love and just forgot. 1 - My mom came up to my house to help me pick up big old antique furniture items. She made the trip, brought the truck, and took my kids to a sleep over at my sisters. 2 - My hubby watched the baby while I organized my craft space. 3- Cute kiddies made me write I love you on their hand so they wouldn't miss me at their sleep over.
What was I thinking?!!!! I am definately feelin' it now.

baby kisses

I can't tell you how loved I feel when my darling little 7 month old girl puts both her hands on my face and then attacks me with "kisses" which are really open mouth slobbers. I never would have thought that baby spit could make me soooooo happy!