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WITandWISDOM(tm) - August 21, 2001 ~~~~~~~ THOUGHTS: The difference between the impossible and the possible lies in a person's determination. - Tommy Lasorda ~~~~~~~ SPECIAL THOUGHTS: PRETTY ROCKS By Becky Hutzel I sit here at the table Lord amazed at the way you used my son with his handful of sparkling rocks to teach me some valuable lessons. I can see again his sweet little face as he ran back and forth in the driveway stopping suddenly to pick up a rock. He would then run to the security light and hold the rock up for inspection, if it sparkled at him he would pronounce it the "perfect rock". Then he would turn and come running to me taking my hand in his small patty and proudly lay his special rock in my palm. With a delighted grin he would say,"this is for you Mommy it sparkles", and off he scampered to hunt for more. He held true to this pattern time after time as his search would be rewarded with many more pretty rocks. With every rock added to my collection I noticed the sparkles could not come close to the luminous glow in my sons' eyes. These rocks where great treasures to him and each one was a gift of love placed trustingly at the door of my heart. I was being blessed beyond measure. Rocks that most of us would think ordinary became the crown jewels to me and with this realization a spark of understanding came as well. It was as though God whispered to my heart,"Becky you are my child in whom I delight. Every good work you do in my name for my glory no matter the size is precious to me. My heart swells with joy and love over your treasures just as yours does over your sons'. Those ordinary acts of kindness are not ordinary to me, they are jewels of priceless worth in My kingdom. The kind words you speak to others, the hugs of comfort, the prayers said on behalf of someone else's need are all being laid up in My storehouse of treasures. None will be forgotten, none will be thrown away, I your God delights in each and everyone." How my soul rejoiced at such loving kindness and compassion. But God was not finished yet. Again I felt a stirring in my soul as His voice spoke gently to my wondering ear. "Becky," He whispered, "do you remember the rock your son wanted to take back, the one he felt didn't sparkle as bright as it should?" "You told him you wanted it anyway. Surely I tell you that rock represents every trial, sorrow, and sin of yours that you bring to me only to take back upon yourself. I desire for you to leave them all in My hands. Let Me keep them, for I see them with different eyes then you do. I see them through the blood of My beloved Son. When you feel your heart overflow with love and gratitude because of your sons' trust in you, think how much more mine overflows when you put your implicit trust in Me." So bring me all of your life, for I know the plans I have for you. My power is made perfect in your weaknesses, My grace is sufficient for your every need. Trust Me and you will never be ashamed. I you God, will treasure all that is given in to My hands. I know how you cherish your sons' rocks, for I cherish the gift of your life trustingly placed in My hands." Oh Lord how amazing it is to know You can lovingly teach me through the simple gift of a few sparkling stones. Yes Father I will give You the gift of my trust, my life, the good parts and the bad. Thank you for using the love of my son to teach me of Your own love for me. A Humbled Daughter, Becky By Becky Hutzel, Copyright (c) 2001, beckychildofgrace@hotmail.com ~~~~~~~ THIS & THAT: MORE FUNNY EPITAPHS FROM REAL TOMBSTONES: Part 1 of 2 [Aug 21, 31] Here lies the dust of Marvin Peeper Swept up at last by the Great Housekeeper. She lived with her husband 50 years and died in the confident hope of a better life. Here lies my wife in earthy mould Who, when she lived, did naught but scold. Good friends, go softly in your walking Lest she should wake and rise up talking. Beneath this stone lies Dr. John Bigelow, An atheist all dressed up with no place to go. William Jones Beloved husband of Elizabeth Jones. Rest in peace until I come. On a Waiter's Marker: God finally got his attention. Source: Bill's Punch Line, http://www.tcmr.com/billspunchline.html ~~~~~~~ KEEP SMILING: To vacillate or not to vacillate, that is the question . . . . or is it? Source: Gentle Humor, words@iop.com?subject=Subscribe ~~~~~~~ TRIVIA: In a sociology class at Ohio State, the professor asked us to make a list of ten successful people we had met. Then he asked us to discuss the common denominators of these people. Did they have rich parents? Were they good looking? Did that receive an outstanding education? For the rest of the class period we mixed and matched our lists until one common cord seemed to hold the group together. More than 90 percent of those we listed had lived in their own town for the past fifteen years. And most of them much longer. There it was, plain and simple. Success was directly linked with stability. By Neil Eskelin in Neil Eskelin's Daily Jump Start(tm), Copyright (c) 2001, http://www.neileskelin.com |