September, 2011

Monday, September 26th, 2011

The Gift of Beauty

We have been enjoying several days of glorious weather.  I played hooky for an hour and drove to the park.  As I sat outside gazing at a pond I was in awe of the beauty of the day.  The sun was shining and the air still.  The sky was an incredible blue with pure white, fluffy clouds.  It was literally perfect.

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I walked to the edge of the pond and was surprised to see water lilies. They were like a present.  In fact the whole unplanned trip was a present to myself, just as the beauty of His creation is God’s gift to each of us.

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He gave us the reds, oranges, golds and purples of sunrises and sunsets that take our breaths away.  The tiny buds that burst into delicate flowers making our souls smile.  The delicacy of butterflies and the gentle lapping of ocean waves.  The irresistible smile of a baby and the echo of children’s laughter.

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Each beautiful thing in our lives is a gift from God.  God’s gift of beauty is sacred.  I wish you countless sacred gifts.

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Saturday, September 17th, 2011

The Gift of Stairways

This was sent to me today by e-mail.  It so powerful that I want to share it with you.

MEET ME IN THE STAIRWELL


You say you will never forget where you were when 
you heard the news On September 11, 2001. 
Neither will I. 

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room 
with a man who called his wife to say ‘Good-Bye.’ I 
held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the 
peace to say, ‘Honey, I am not going to make it, but it 
is OK..I am ready to go.’ 

I was with his wife when he called as she fed 
breakfast to their children. I held her up as she 
tried to understand his words and as she realized 
he wasn’t coming home that night. 

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a 
woman cried out to Me for help. ‘I have been 
knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!’ I said. 
‘Of course I will show you the way home – only 
believe in Me now.’


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I was at the base of the building with the Priest 
ministering to the injured and devastated souls. 
I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He 
heard my voice and answered. 

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, 
with every prayer. I was with the crew as they 
were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the 
believers there, comforting and assuring them that their 
faith has saved them. 

I was in TexasVirginia , CaliforniaMichiganAfghanistan
I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. 
Did you sense Me? 

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew 
every name – though not all knew Me. Some met Me 
for the first time on the 86th floor. 

Some sought Me with their last breath. 
Some couldn’t hear Me calling to them through the 
smoke and flames; ‘Come to Me… this way… take 
my hand.’ Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. 
But, I was there. 

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You 
may not know why, but I do. However, if you were 
there in that explosive moment in time, would you have 
reached for Me? 

Sept. 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey 
for you. But someday your journey will end. And I 
will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may 
be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are 
‘ready to go.’ 

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments. 

God


God’s love for us is a sacred gift.  I wish you countless sacred gifts.



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Sunday, September 11th, 2011

The Gift of Remembrance

There are some moments you will never forget. The moment you found out that a plane hit one of the Twin Towers is that moment for every American and for many people around the world.

On September 11, 2001 our lives changed forever.  Cruelty and treachery on a scale we could never have imagined was visited upon our land.  Our hearts broke into more than 3,000 pieces, one piece for each person who died that day. I pray for each of them and for their families.

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My heart is seared by thoughts of the eight children, ages 2 to 11, who were on the planes that struck the Twin Towers. In remembrance of them I’d like to share this poem. It was written in 2002 by another 11-year-old, Brittany Clark.
She wrote the poem for her father, Benjamin Keefe Clark, a food service worker.
She said, “This poem makes me feel like my daddy is speaking to me.”

I give you this one thought to keep/
I am with you still, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on the snow.
I am as sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.

Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone,
I am with you still in each new dawn.


This poem was Brittany’s gift to her father.  It is a sacred gift for each of us to remember and to pray for those who died and for those who have been sickened by the toxic gases.

Remembering is a sacred gift.  I wish you countless sacred gifts.

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Wednesday, September 7th, 2011

The Gift of Light

The Lord bless and keep you;

the Lord make his face

shine upon you,

and be gracious to you;

The Lord lift up His

countenance upon you,

and give you peace.”

(Numbers 6:24-26)


I have always loved these words. Just reading them makes me feel peaceful.  I love the idea of God shining His face upon me.  It tells me that His eyes are always upon us and we are always in His hands.

Jesus said,

“I am the light of the world.
Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness,
but will have the light of life.
(John 8:12)

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The more years pass the more acutely aware I become that we all have pain in our lives.  Sometimes it is a temporary pain.  Sometimes it is a sorrow that is always with us.

As I pray for help for people who are suffering I pray that each person will feel the Lord’s blessings and have a lightening of the physical and emotional burdens they carry.

The Lord’s light is a sacred gift.  I wish you countless gifts.

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Thursday, September 1st, 2011

The Gift of Tiny

Delight yourselves in the Lord, and He will tend to your heart’s desires.
Psalm 37:4
Delighting ourselves in the Lord means delighting ourselves in his creation, right down to the tiniest things. There are so many tiny things in life that delight. I think of:

a baby’s toes
a flower petal
a kitten
a breath
a word

We are delighted by the smallest things in God’s creation.  We stand in awe of what these tiny things may become.  I think of:

a 1 lb. 2 oz. baby who grew into a tall, healthy college student

a word that led to more words and became the first word of a great novel

an idea that becomes a masterpiece

a stone that became the cornerstone of a cathedral

Finally, I think of the parable of the mustard seed.

He set another parable before them, saying, “The Kingdom of Heaven is like a grain of mustard seed, which a man took, and sowed in his field; which indeed is smaller than all seeds. But when it is grown, it is greater than the herbs, and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and lodge in its branches.”

Matthew 13:31–32


Our faith is a tiny seed in our heart that grows with each passing day.

Faith is a sacred gift.  I wish you countless gifts.

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