Good Morning or good evening!
A Brand new week is before us.
How much wind does it take to stir the smallest wave?
How much peace can be seen in a simple image if the time is taken to look?
I read a story last week which touched my heart. In an African hospital a little girl lay very ill on a hospital bedroll. Her brother told one of the aid workers ‘My little sister has never had a pillow’.
That night the little girl was given a gift of her very own pillow – feminine and soft. The smile of gratitude, faith and love she shone on everyone around brought joy to the whole ward and all the staff.
The little girl died that night. She had slept on her vey own pillow for only one night. Yet, her story of courage, hope and thankfulness left behind a lasting memory. Even in death her head was pillowed and the hint of a smile was still on her face.
How much would it take it this day for each of us to make a difference in someone’s life.
It may be a smile to a frail elderly person. It may be acknowledging a disabled person – Simply travelling today and this week with a focus outside of ‘what is happening to me’.
HOW MUCH DOES IT TAKE!
Shine a Hope Light!
I m a wife, mother and grandmother. I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. My book Beyond the Ashes has been written as a labour of love. All the characters are real to me and their story needed to be told. As a Christian my desire is to write General Fiction stories about real people but Hope and a desire for 'better' will always be part of the journey. I have had several short stories published over the years and moderate success in writing competitions.
I realized as I was thinking today (30/01/15) that perhaps I should add here that I have had life experiences of many valley times but also many mountain top experiences. I can understand and be beside anyone who finds their life in tatters because I have 'been' there. Of course as I have got older as well there have been the added sorrows of losing not only older family members but also one by one finding the dearest of friends and the ones of greatest support and care also dying. On the site of rich mountains has been my certainty of the value of marriage and how grateful I am that after loss and sadness I made a happy and long-lasting marriage commitment. The one who was my best friend back then is still my best friend 45 years later. Beyond the Ashes touches upon the POWER of LOVE when folk can forget about their own personal 'feelings' and reach out in LOVE to a desperate and broken person.
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I’m just thinking that ladies in rest homes might like to have their own personalized pillow slips. I used to embroider flowers on pillow slips. That would be fun to do again. Simple things sometimes speak volumes.