My husband and I watched a really great family movie recently, Letters to God. It was based on a true story about a little boy who fought brain cancer and the fight he and his family battled. The message in the story is all about faith through a pouring of prayers to the Lord. I feel that it’s fitting because it will be Easter tomorrow.
Tyler had a habit of writing letters to God. These little prayers scrawled on a notepad and with a stubby pencil were this boy’s mission. He wrote of his sickness but mostly of his thoughts and prayers for his loved ones; his mom, his best friend and her grandfather. The boy would hand his stamped envelopes to the mail carrier, who was a new man on the route. His puzzled looks kept me wondering about what he would do with them.
Taken from YouTube
It turns out that God had placed this particular man on this route because he needed help. You see, he drank too much and had made a devastating mistake in his past. If anyone needed God’s interventions and his presence, it was Brody, the mailman.
I won’t tell too much more about the movie because seeing it would be better. I strongly encourage you to soak up all the good in this movie, despite the childhood cancer and sickness. There are lovely pressing lessons about faith, renewal of life , forgiving yourself and second chances. It reveals the strength found in a little meek boy and his mom, who feels like she can’t do it anymore but shows up anyway. God gave her the precious gift of mothering and nursing this child. He gives her the strength to continue the fight for her son.
The flick touched us and started up a meaningful conversation about God’s plan in our lives. After the movie, I talked with my husband about how God has a unique plan for us and will strategically place all of us in the path of others for good and to help those people as well. Once you see paths intertwine for a reason, you’ll know deep in your heart that He hand picked and placed those people there with intentions to heal, disperse love and kindness.
Did you know that you can write to God? Why not? I have a little notebook that I jot down my prayers in. I note people in my life who need prayers. They may be family, friends, co- workers, acquaintances or people I don’t know but are in need. I don’t do it everyday but a few times a week and this is a supplement to my spoken prayers that I murmur at day or night. It takes my faith a step further, a pen pal who will answer in mysterious and exciting ways!
This movie inspired me even more to live the way Jesus would and to try to make a difference in people’s lives. No matter how small a token, it may affect in a monumental way. I’m working on trusting Him more everyday and giving up needed control of my life. I hope that you will watch the movie and think about this post.
As an adult I’ve never cared about having money or in our case, the lack of. I do like to keep our bills paid and have emergency money if we ever needed it. But beyond that, Tom and I feel rich in other ways. We both would give things away before we sold them for top dollar. We are plain simple people, with no agenda, airs about us or greed for money.
Our wealth securely lies in our marriage, a family we both hold dear to our heart and our jobs that we are so blessed with.We are rich in health and with a few exceptions. All these things are priceless without any doubt. I know that many people wish for all these precious things all their life and never obtain them and that makes it even more special.
There was a brief time that we got hooked, though. Do you remember the Megabucks last year when it hit a billion cash prize? In our area there was a frenzy and buzz around town about pooling money, buying tickets and racing to convenience stores to hopefully buy the life changer. We sat at the dinner table and played out our dreams. We would definitely make sure our sons would be all set in life, share with family ( although this is a tough decision because where would you draw the line?), go on vacations more often, continue renovating our house and maybe hire contractors to finish it so Tom could rest.
Throughout all this money planning and dreaming, my humble thoughts transformed into ones I didn’t recognize! What if we won, we asked, unlike any spoken words we’ve ever given breath to. A twinge of greed consumed me for a few days and I had to give it to the Lord to rid it for me. The drawing came and went. We didn’t even stay up to check but went to bed like anxious and excited children at Christmas time.
In the morning the dream fizzled and we plunged back into reality…without a big lump of money that would take care of us for life. But I’m truly relieved that we didn’t win, for we have richness in love and family and money can’t buy that! I believe deeply in my heart that God answered my prayer and the result was that we lost. It’s nice to pay the bills and have a cushion to lay back on, but money causes many problems, feuds, resentments and brings out the worse in people. I don’t want to jump into that chaotic world where we could transform into strangers and not truly be ourselves.
Now we don’t play the lottery except for a few scratch tickets on New Year’s Eve for fun. We’ll keep it lighthearted and continue to bask in this terrific simple life! Money is okay to have but not a necessity for us.
Prayer flags show the things we want all the world to have,
Something to make everyone happy,
the flags are hung together and hung where we can blow prayers to the universe and grant the wishes of the flag’s maker.
It is said that hanging the prayer flags will produce greater peace, happiness and health for ourselves, our loved ones and neighbors as well as the strangers around us.
– taken from a Prayer Flag at Flatbread Company
North Conway, NH
The other day while lunching at a great place in North Conway, New Hampshire, something hanging from a rafter caught my eye. It was a colorful flag or banner and it had words inscribed all over it. Filtered sunlight shined on it and it seemed to have a peaceful glow about it. I immediately fell in love with the idea of a prayer flag, a way to spread peace and hang it for all to enjoy! I decided that after we finished our delicious late lunch, I would attempt to snap a photo to capture the words.
Have you ever heard of prayer flags? I haven’t but they intrigue me so I had to do a little research. According to thepeaceflagproject.org, the history of prayer flags date back thousands of years ago. In Tibet native people flew these flags using the colors of the five elements, blue for the sky or space, white representing air and clouds, red for fire, green for water and yellow stood for earth. Later when Buddhism was born in the 7th century, monks would create the prayer flags with beautiful pictures and symbols. Flying them in the wind would send blessings to all and spread good throughout.
During this time, in our undivided country of the United States of America,we all could use unity and good feelings for each other. Let’s look away from politics and political parties for a bit and spread peace and goodwill throughout our hurting country. First of all, I believe daily prayers to God are in order for all of us. Praying for peace and understanding may help us get through our days, days of confusion and worry about where our government is headed. If you support what is going on in our government, perhaps you could try to make peace with people who find fault with it. We all have differing backgrounds and opinions and that what makes our country great.
How about creating a colorful prayer flag for your home or garden? I plan to do so and have already researched do it yourself prayer flags on Pinterest. They come in different colors and sayings. You must create your flag knowing your heartfelt thoughts and words that mean something to you. Next, fly it in the wind, be sure to place it where the breeze can blow all the blessings around. You could make a string of flags, promoting peace and goodwill in your neighborhood.
Once I make mine, I’ll share it with you all. I plan to hang it in my garden but not sure how I’ll do it yet. Now do you think you’ll make a prayer flag? What meaningful words would you inscribe on the cloth and what colors would you choose?
In the heart of a storm snow swirls and whipping wind blows drifts all over roads and driveways. As it accumulates I’m either at work or at home watching through my windows. The only time that I brave that kind of weather is when I have to work. But I know a man who is out in it constantly. He’s my husband and he’s the snowplow man.
My guy is one of thousands ( maybe more) of snowplow operators, who work tedious hours on end so you can travel safely on the road. As a matter of fact, last week we had two winter storms. One night he worked from 6:00 am to 4:00 am the next day with a couple of hours off in between, and another he plowed and sanded from 1:00 am until 7:00 am, after working all day. Yet ,he never complains but continues to serve his community with a profound love for the job.
Do you notice and acknowledge the hefty snowplows that push mounds of snow? All winter town and state plow operators lay down salt or sand, push endless amounts of snow and sometimes help people that are stuck off the roads or in snow banks. Their commitment to work is unreal. Here I am nestled in a warm house watching outside like a snow globe and they sit high up in a rattling loud truck for hours on end. Many times they work without sleep or hot food.
One of my favorite books is Kate Braestrup’s book, Beginner’s Grace. Kate is a Maine Fish and Game Chaplain who is called upon to pray for the deceased or for families of lost hikers and such. In her book she offers some great prayers and blessings for different occasions. One prayer she shares is to be said at the sound of a siren. God grant courage to those who suffer,
Strength and peace to those who help.
I always think of this prayer and adapt it when Tom and other snowplow operators are out in a storm.
God protect Tom and all snow removal operators
as they work steadily
Grant them courage and strength as they battle the snow
please help people slow down
On snowy, icy roads
for everyone’s safety.
The next time you are driving in a snowstorm, please slow down and be cognizant of plow trucks! They are trying to do their jobs and take care of the roads and any vehicle complications can be a danger to you and them. Like you, most snowplow operators have families waiting for them at home.
God Bless and stay safe in winter storms.
Happy first anniversary to me! One year ago I launched my little blog about country life in my corner of the world. Thank you to all of you for reading my posts, commenting and following me! By allowing emails or following me, you invest and believe in me and I don’t take that lightly. It means the world to me for your time and motivates me to write. I look forward to sharing more stories with you as I move forward and welcome ideas or follow- ups to older posts. 🎉🎉🎉🎉
As we near the end of the first week of 2017, we all embark upon uncharted waters. A new year is a mystery with many expectations and uncertainties. If you have a vacation get-away or surgery planned, then you may expect fun times or tiring healing. We can plan, expect and foresee what the new year will hold. But do we really know what will happen? What we can surely count on are the consistent ups and downs of life. It’s like a dangerous and exhilarating roller coaster ride, that takes your breath away. Every year that we encounter will be filled with happy moments, trials and tribulations and everything in between.
Last year I started on my blogging adventure and had great results. My mini goal was to write at least twice or three times a week and I think with a few exceptions I’ve done that. I’ve always written but never took it seriously or took a step further until last January. I feel it’s a huge personal accomplishment.
Another mini goal was to attend a paint n’ sip. If you are unfamiliar with that, it’s simply an art class focusing on painting a chosen theme and everyone has wine or cocktails. I’ve always wanted to go to one but haven’t had the chance. This year a class was being held in my old hometown and my sister and I planned to go. I bought my ticket and waited anxiously for weeks. Unfortunately my sister couldn’t attend at the last minute and I was stuck with a ticket and untamed desire to go. I actually went to the class ALONE! As I walked in all I could see was groups of chatty, happy women and a kind instructor in the front of the room. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done but I did it! I walked in and started talking to a few ladies and actually met two nice ladies from Vermont, who asked me to sit with them. I’m so proud that I swallowed my pride and embarrassment and went, for I would’ve missed out on a fantastic opportunity and my first painting wasn’t that bad either.
You probably have already read a few magazine or news articles based on fresh ideas and setting goals for the new year. Every January we are bombarded with unique ideas and self help guidance, as some people set resolutions and some don’t even bother. I haven’t made a resolution in a few years, for the first week I always break it and thoughts of the goal fades away as February rolls around. It’s not that I can’t commit because I have kept many commitments in my life, but it’s just I don’t have the motivation to keep my goal. Losing weight happens easier if you don’t really think about it but change your lifestyle, so that resolution has never worked for me. Many of my resolutions haven’t worked because I just didn’t want them bad enough.
Have you made a new year resolution? Maybe you made a firm goal, to quit smoking or lose weight. If you are similar to me and don’t take on some unsurmountable resolutions, why not switch it up? For a change I set mini goals or bucket list items ( I know many people are sick of hearing of “bucket lists”, but I love them because they entice you to do it now or you may never do it). I believe setting mini goals is less pressure and more fun so they must be light hearted, fun or something you really want to try or learn.
First I wish to go to Mount Washington via the Cog Railroad, a historic train that chugs up the high elevation. It’s an experience that I haven’t had and would love to see the view from up there. My husband thinks that his family went when he was really little but he doesn’t remember it. Secondly I long to learn knit. My interest in knitting goes back to memories of my Nan Gould knitting me mittens every year. She always asked me what color I wanted and made me a fresh pair every fall. It meant a lot to me that she handmade me these and poured so much love into each stitch.My grandpa used to roll up the yarn for her and I remember it well and thinking how kind and loving he was for doing that. Lastly I want to try a new food, sushi! I have never wanted to try it until now and expect that I may dislike it, but do I really know?
Whatever your plan or goals are for the year, I wish you to live and thrive in peace and happiness. I wish you new experiences and places to explore. I pray that you and your family will be healthy this year and handle any health scare with strength and resolve. Lastly I hope that you make lasting and fun memories that will stay in your heart for years to come!
I hope you all had a joyous Christmas with family and friends! I did, it was quiet with my husband, youngest son and myself first thing. Our oldest son came later in the morning and we opened our presents. We watched a movie and relaxed. Dylan’s girlfriend Alexis came in the afternoon after visiting with her mother and family. I made a lobster dinner with twice baked potatoes and popovers. We had apple pie and chocolate peanut butter pie for dessert. It was a nice day and I’m happy my family got to spend some time together.
Now, moving on to another topic other than Christmas…
In the quiet morning hours around five, my blaring and annoying alarm wakes me from my slumber, back to reality. With my little china blue slippers I pad down the stairs to our livingroom. A homey warm fire crackles and pours heat in our little living space, making it feel like a jungle instead of a house nestled in wintry New England.
The shower runs with my husband getting ready for his day.Steam rolls up towards the fan and I hear the water shut off and a snap of a towel. He will dress and help himself to cereal soon.
As I enter our kitchen, the strong aroma of rich coffee calls my name. My lone cup of joe awaits. My husband has added my almond coconut milk and I drowsily pour the black liquid. Our ambitious cats say hello with deep meows and brushing up against my legs. Tom’s already fed them and they are ready to claim their sleeping spot for the remainder of the morning.
Sitting in our comfy chair with a fleece covering, outside our many windows darkness lives and the tranquil morning breathes. It’s peaceful and I have ample time to wake and reflect. The day has so many great promises and I thank God for waking me today and offering me this wonderful fulfilling life. It’s only this beautiful because of Him and his love.
What is your favorite time or moment of the day and why?