The Gift of Flowers

There once was a garden where small flowers lived

They were happy and pretty

They wanted to give

They wondered aloud how their gifts were best used

They knew with their beauty they couldn't lose

They sat and watched as butterflies flew

and lighted on petals of orange and blue

the flowers were happy

but had more to give

they knew they were there to help others to live

Hope

There is hope all around

waiting to be found

There is hope in a kind smile

There is hope in a gentle gesture

There is hope in a childs laugh

There is hope in a friends hug

Spread hope, receive joy

Spread joy, have hope

If your goal is to spread hope

It is like little flowers growing out of your fingers

and rays of light flowing from you lips!

for Donna, my friend

Your colors have always been there

underneath all of the wear

from sadness and trying to find

some solace in your mind

the sweeper swept the room

to get rid of the gloom

Now your vibrance can shine

with your beautiful colors defined

Children

God planted seeds of inspiration and creativity in all children

As parents we are the sun to bring the seeds to life

We need to water them with encouragement

so they will grow into individual, lovely flowers

full of vibrance and their own unique color

Pear Tree Petals

It looked like snow
minus the chill
it gave a little girl a thrill
to toss the petals in the air
and let them fall
in her hair
her heart is prepared for spring
with all of natures lovely things

I wrote this in the car line today. Cara was having so much fun with the pear tree petals. I even let her bring them in the van.
I love how children look at nature and how they enjoy it. It reminds me to do the same.
Enjoy the pear trees this spring!

Flowers or Weeds

My four year old is always bringing me the little purple weeds from our yard. I have them in little vases in my kitchen window. Today as we were in the car line waiting to pick up the other girls, Cara said "look at all the pretty purple flowers". I took this opportunity to try to explain to her that they are weeds. I felt a little like a party pooper so I finally said "but you think they are beautiful don't you"?. Cara said "I don't think they are weeds because they are so pretty".
This made me think. How can we tell who has flowers in there hearts and who has weeds?
I remember being about 4 years old and loving an actress on a TV show at the time. Her character on TV was so sweet and cheerful. I thought she was so pretty.
Well, she came to Nashville to something (I have no idea what) and my Mom took me to see her. She was at a table signing autographs and I was in line to get my autographed picture. When, I got closer to her, I noticed she was pretty, but she wasn't cheerful at all. She looked irritated to be wasting her time on signing autographs. When I got to the front of the line. She just shoved the picture at me and didn't look up. I was sad. I wanted her to be like her character and without the cheerfulness she wasn't very cute at all. I didn't even care about the picture after that.
I think this is the difference in being a flower or a weed. Weeds can be beautiful on the outside and still be a weed on the inside. Flowers are beautiful on the outside and caring and compassionate on the inside.
Does this make sense? This was just a reminder to me. Let's all grow flowers in our hearts instead of weeds.
PS- I will still rejoice with happiness everytime Cara brings me a weed. ha ha

Letting Go

This painting comes from a vision I had while talking to a friend. She has some things she wanted to "let go" and "let God". Everytime she would talk, I would see this picture.
It is a painting of hands lifting up to let go of the past.
I am so proud of you, my friend!

New Blog

Truthfully, I have several blogs. I have www.babysoup.us where I write about my life and things that God has shown me along the way.
I also have www.pinksquaresonabridge.wordpress.com . That is my poetry blog. I don't know if anyone can understand my poetry but it helps me to write it.
I just wanted to share some encouraging thoughts, stories, people, and anything else encouraging on this blog.
If you are here and you have an encouraging story, please share it. So often we become "Mommy Martyrs", we get so involved in everday survival that we forget to enjoy life..
There is more to come. I hope you like it!!