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It is humbling. I reach, reach, reeeeaach...and pull back only a fistful of air...but it is in this fist full of air that I remember that the air is a gift.
A reminder to breathe deeply and remember God's grace...
I am limited. I am human. My body limits my life and my wants and it is frustrating.
I find myself scrambling to matter before I leave this world...to be like the poet's or artists' name that everyone remembers...
but the truth is that if only one of you remembers my kindness...if my children remember the laughter and the generosity long after I've gone, then I have mattered more than the poet that everyone knows; more than the song that everyone can sing. It is in the little things that Grace resides...that memory serves...
The fist full of air is a gift in itself that I must not forget. It means that I have the gift of another day to spread the word about God's grace, in the smallest ways that matter most...the only word that really needs to live on in the hearts and minds of mankind, Grace. Gods promise of eternal life, after this world is not just about being in his presence after we die, but in living our lives to the best of our ability to show to others, the grace he has given us...in words and actions and in forgiveness and in the little kindnesses. That is the way we live on. That is the way we matter. That is the way we become famous. That is the way we are dynamic and amazing.
That is the way we become eternal.
Love and Light to you all today,
Jennifer
I find myself scrambling to matter before I leave this world...to be like the poet's or artists' name that everyone remembers...
but the truth is that if only one of you remembers my kindness...if my children remember the laughter and the generosity long after I've gone, then I have mattered more than the poet that everyone knows; more than the song that everyone can sing. It is in the little things that Grace resides...that memory serves...
The fist full of air is a gift in itself that I must not forget. It means that I have the gift of another day to spread the word about God's grace, in the smallest ways that matter most...the only word that really needs to live on in the hearts and minds of mankind, Grace. Gods promise of eternal life, after this world is not just about being in his presence after we die, but in living our lives to the best of our ability to show to others, the grace he has given us...in words and actions and in forgiveness and in the little kindnesses. That is the way we live on. That is the way we matter. That is the way we become famous. That is the way we are dynamic and amazing.
That is the way we become eternal.
Love and Light to you all today,
Jennifer
IN other news, I have drawn the winners of the Raffle for Jenny Wenworth's Trip to Paint with Misty Mawn! and here they are~
GLENDA, YOU are the winner of the Assemblage Bee Necklace!
SUSAN, YOU are the winner of the Pink Collet!
JOAN, YOU are the winner of the Yellow Collet!
Earring Winners are:
Meghan
Joyce
Sherry
Lisa
Jane
&
Colleen!
THANK YOU ALL!
Thank for being with me every step of the way. Reaching out from Oregon and giving you hug.
ReplyDeleteLove you so Jennifer Valentine♥♥♥
<3 <3 to you Jennifer-you matter to so many people; have touched so many and make the world a more beautiful place! xxoo Thank you so much Jennifer!!
ReplyDeleteit was only when mattering no longer mattered to me- when all my dreams were well extinguished- that i started to matter. To matter in some way to some people outside of my immediate life. to which i can only shrug and say 'where were you all when it mattered?' lol.
ReplyDeletei send hugs.
I've been thinking of exactly this lately... God's grace. Thank Heavens he doesn't put the pressure on us that we put on ourselves. :) I totally understand.
ReplyDeleteSheila
i just stumbled upon your blog... your post took the words right out of my mouth... what i have been feeling lately is exactly what you wrote abuot... thanks to you in so many ways... you have blessed my day, and may God bless yours, too.
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I love you. For everything that you are. And everything that you think you are not.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm the Sherry who won the earrings? If so...thank you. If not...anyone with the name Sherry deserves to be a winner!! hee!