I am, a mother , a wife, a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a sister, asister-in-law, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin, afriend. I am a partner, a Team Leader for The Pampered Chef, a young girl, a goofball& a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited. I am loving and caring, and thoughtful, andhopeful. I am sick and tired. I am shy and friendlyand, careful and careless. I am broken and whole. I am misunderstood, misguided, and mislead. I am hard working and determined, but a little scared on the inside. I wish on stars and dream my dreams. Ipray to God and cry my tears. I listen to others who won't listen to me. I walk on eggshells, and I walk on fire. I believe in passion and true love. I am everything and nothing all at once and I all I want is for those that I love to be safe always!
Footprints in the Sand!
Footprints Poem
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonging to him and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way, however I noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there was only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why, when I needed you most you would leave me."
The Lord replied, "my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
Support Show Low Primary - Kindergarten - Ms. Hardy (Nate's Teacher)
If you would like to support Nathaniel just let me know and we can arrange for us to pick them up! It is greatly appreciated as it purchases items for their little minds to GROW!
The Road Not Taken...
The Road Not Taken by: Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the tother, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy ans wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by And that has made all the difference.
No comments:
Post a Comment