A Successful Woman

 I saw this on FaceBook 

and the only way I could put it on my Pinterest 

was to blog it. :) 

So I did. 

"A successful women is one who 

can build a firm foundation with the bricks

others have thrown at her."

Love,

Grammy T.

Two Horses

Two Horses

Author Unknown

Just up the road from my home is a field, 
with two horses in it. 

From a distance, each horse looks like any 
other horse. 

But if you stop your car, or are walking by,

you will notice something quite amazing...

Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that

he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him

put down, but has made a good home for him. 

This alone is amazing. If you stand nearby and

listen, you will hear the sound of a bell.

Looking around for the source of the sound,

you will see that it comes from the smaller

horse in the field.

Attached to the horse's halter is a small bell.

It lets the blind friend know where the other horse is,

so he can follow. 

 As you stand and watch these two friends,

you'll see that the horse with the bell is always

checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse

will listen for the bell and then slowly walk to

where the other horse is, trusting that he

will not be led astray.

 When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the

barn each evening, it stops occasionally and looks back,

Making sure that the blind friend isn't too far behind

to hear the bell.

Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw

us away just because we are not perfect or because we

have problems or challenges.

He watches over us and even brings others into our lives

To help us when we are in need.. 

Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by

the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives.

Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to

find their way....

Good friends are like that... You may not always

see them, but you know they are always there.. 

Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours,

and remember..

Be kinder than necessary- 

Everyone you meet is fighting 

Some kind of battle.

Live simply, Love generously, Care deeply, Speak kindly..

FOR WE WALK BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT

Love,
Grammy T.

The Letter

Baila and Cait on their special day. 

The Letter

Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. 

She read the letter:

Dear Ruth:

I’m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I would like to visit.

Love Always, Jesus

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. “Why would the Lord want to visit me? I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to offer.”

With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. “Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to offer. I’ll have to run down to the store and buy something for dinner.” She reached for her purse and counted out it’s contents. Five dollars and forty cents. “Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.” She threw on her coat and hurried out the door.

A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk…leaving Ruth with a grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.

“Hey lady, can you help us, lady?” Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn’t even noticed two figures huddled in the byway a man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags. “Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it’s getting cold and we’re getting kinda hungry and, well, if you could help us, lady, we’d really appreciate it.”

Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to. “Sir, I’d like to help you, but I’m a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I’m having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to “Him.”

“Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway. “The man put his arm around the woman’s shoulders, turned and he headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart. “Sir, wait!” The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. “Look, why don’t you take this food. I’ll figure out something else to serve my guest.” She handed the man her grocery bag.

“Thank you lady. Thank you very much!” “Yes, thank you!” It was the man’s wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering. “You know, I’ve got another coat at home. Here, why don’t you take this one.” Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman’s shoulders. Then smiling, she turned and walked back…..without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest.

“Thank you lady! Thank you very much!”

Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox. “That’s odd. The mailman doesn’t usually come twice in one day.” She took the envelope out of the box and opened it.

Dear Ruth:

It was so good to see you again. 
Thank you for the lovely meal. 
And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat.

Love Always, Jesus

The air was still cold, but even without her coat, 
Ruth no longer noticed.

… Author unknown

I love this story it really touches my heart. I hope it touches yours too.

Love,
Grammy T.