HUGS!

 Here is a cute little poem I'd like to share with you (since I have nothing better to post). 

HUGS!

It's wondrous what a hug can do--a hug can cheer you when you're blue.

A hug can say, "I love you so," OR "I sure hate to see you go."

A hug is, "Welcome back again,"

and "Great to see you!  Where've you been?"

A hug can soothe a small child's pain and bring a rainbow after rain.

The hug--there's no doubt about it--We scarcely could survive without it!

A hug delights and warms and charms.  It must be why God gave us arms.

Hugs are great for fathers and mothers, sweet for sisters, swell for brothers.

And chances are your favorite aunts love them more than potted plants.

Kittens crave them.  Puppies love them.

A hug can break a language barrier, and make your travel so much merrier.

No need to fret about your store of 'em.

The more you give, the more there's more of 'em.

So stretch those arms without delay and give someone a hug today!!!

                   --author unknown

Hope you can find someone or a pet to hug!

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Corinthians 13 Christmas

CORINTHIANS 13 CHRISTMAS

If I decorate my house perfectly with colorful bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love, I'm just another decorator.

If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love, I'm just another cook.

If I drop change into the salvation army bucket, but do not show love, it profits me nothing.

If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and glittering snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing Christmas carols, but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.

Love stops the cooking to hug the child. Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the ones we hold dear. Love is kind, though harried and tired.

Love doesn't envy another's home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.

Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way, but is thankful they are there to be in the way.

Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return but rejoices in giving to those who can't.

Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things. Love never fails.

Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust, but giving the gift of love will endure.

 I can't take credit for writing this, one of my friends, Dawn, posted it on Facebook and shared it with us at the Women of Wonder (W.O.W.) meeting.  I just thought it was very good and wanted to share it with you.

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Yippee For Spring!

I am so happy that spring is here and love to hear the birds chirping on my way to the bus stop. I think that is the first sign that spring is really coming soon! I’m in such a good mood that I’ll even share my spring poem with you:

Spring

Spring is here,

It brings us cheer.

Spring is here.

Now, when I took this spring quiz, it said my Spring sense is sound. I guess this time it is right on!

You love the way the sounds change during the spring time. It's like the whole world is waking up.

First the birds start chirping. Then the kids start playing. Before you know it, life is back in full swing again.

You are observant, thoughtful, and even philosophical. You like taking the time to pay attention to things.

You notice the little details that everyone else seems to overlook. And your memories tend to be extremely vivid.

Take the quiz

to see what your Spring sense is and share your results in the comments.

Pizza, Trail Mix, Bread Pudding Poems (Writer's Workshop)

Once again I am attempting a poem thanks to Mama Kat's Writer’s Workshop prompt to write a poem about your favorite food. I have three favorite foods so I present you with three poems (and I use that word loosely).

Casamel's Pizza

Pizza Please!

Pizza is a favorite of mine,
My husband will tell you so.
Pizza please! Pizza please!

Although I could eat as many as nine,
I only eat two which is hard to do!
Give me more! Give me more!

It is so delicious, I have it three times a week!
It’s not all that nutritious, so other food I seek,
Oh, what will I have for lunch?
My stomach says “pizza please”—that is my hunch!

Pizza please, pizza please!
I could eat it every day!
It’s so tasty and yummy good,
Give me more if you would!

Chocolate Trail Mix

Trail Mix

Our chocolate trail mix makes a great snack,
The secret is to save some back.
Those chocolate balls, raisins, cranberries and assorted nuts,
Make quite the mixture of temptation for us!
Portion control is the way,
To have some trail mix every day!

What is bread pudding?

Bread Pudding from Giant Eagle

It’s not really pudding,
It’s not really bread.
It’s hard to explain,
But I know in my head,
That it has raisins,
And maybe some bread,
It’s kind of thick and sticky,
But it must be said,
It is a good food that I love very much,
And enjoy for breakfast, dinner or lunch!

What is your favorite food? 

Is This Any Way To Treat Our Guests?

I was saddened to read in the CLEVELAND PLAIN DEALER under Monday Moaning about a couple from Detroit who came to Cleveland to watch a Tiger/Indians ballgame. They told how awful their experience was because of rude people around them who not only teased them because they were Tiger fans but even threw food at them. They said even the ushers were rude to them. They mentioned that they spent a lot of money in Cleveland and didn’t expect that kind of treatment. This is the type of thing that gives Cleveland a bad name not to mention it's no way to treat people.

I'm sure if company came to visit the Clevelanders at their home, they would not treat them like that.  When out-of-towners and visiting teams come to the ballpark, we should treat them as our guests.  

I love this poem by John Wesley which was included in the book I read recently, Season of Life--A Football Star, a Boy, a Journey to Manhood by Jeffrey Marx:

Do all the good you can,

By all the means you can,

In all the ways you can,

In all the places you can,

At all the times you can,

To all the people you can,

As long as ever you can.

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The Best Part Of Winter (Writer's Workshop)

I Love Sledding!

I hate the cold and don’t like snow,
But one thing’s good, don’t you know?
I love sledding, it’s so much fun!
Especially going with someone!

Bundle up and get a sled,
Then think and use your head.
Who would like some fun too?
Oh, Gerard would, that makes two!

Here we go down the hill,
Leaning and yelling in spite of the chill!
Whoosh, Whee! Shouts of glee!
All clear without any tree!

On the golf course you and me,
Creating a fun memory,
We look forward to going again,
Although we don’t know when.

Let’s leave our home to have some fun,
After the cleaning has all been done!
I love sledding, it’s not so dumb,
I even got Gerard to come!

Yes, Gerard did come with me!
In spite of his crashing into a tree,
When his loving sister steered,
Long ago and now he feared!

Sledding safety tip—If you are heading for a tree or a creek—roll off the sled BEFORE arriving! If more than one person is on the sled, each should roll off on different sides so you don’t accidentally hurt the other person with a kick, a poke or landing on them awkwardly.

Related post with video: Fun In Snow--Tobbogganing/sledding

This is part of Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop prompt to write a poem about the 7th picture from last January. (Oh well, this picture was last February but I figure it's close enough.)

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A Christmas Blessing For You

I just finished reading a book of Christmas poems called "Christmas Blessings" by Helen Steiner Rice that I really liked. They were all about the true meaning of Christmas, God's gift to us, His Son, Jesus Christ. Instead of Christmas cards she would write poems for her friends at Christmas time. Here's one I chose that was short to share with you:

A Christmas Blessing for You

May Jesus, our Savior,
Who was born on Christmas Day,
Bless you at this season
In a very special way.
May the Beauty and the promise
Of that silent, holy night
Fill your heart with peace and happiness
And make your new year bright!

Her poems are also used on greeting cards today. In fact, I just got two from a this week with the verse by her.


Check out some of my Christmas posts you may have missed last year on my left sidebar. My usual Friday "Things I Learned This Week" post will be posted Saturday this week since Friday is Christmas Day. Happy Birthday, Jesus!

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A Thanksgiving Day Poem (Writer's Workshop)

This is the year we got our dog,
So thankful it is not a hog.
Abby, Dabby Doo,
We love you!

We also love our cats,
Even though they don’t wear hats.
We are thankful they both love to play,
And do so without any pay!

God is so good,
He knows what we need,
Which is a good night’s sleep,
So we don’t fall in a heap!

Although Cancer struck,
We did not get drunk.
As we looked up in faith,
God restored my health!

So this Thanksgiving,
We’ll be eating
At Hometown Buffet
In the middle of the day!

Thanking God for all his blessings,
Including our blogging buddies
Who visit our blog and comment away
Leaving us compliments that make our day!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL AS YOU COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS!

To see a complete list of things Gerard and I are thankful for, go to "So Much to be Thankful For"

This was a prompt from Mama Kat's Workshop where you can go see more posts or participate yourself.

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Every Saint Has A Past . . . Every Sinner Has A Future

I am not big on poetry, but this one my cousin emailed to me got my attention. I don't know the author and if you've already seen it, I apologize but I thought it was worth posting.

BEST POEM IN THE WORLD (author unknown)

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
As I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
Nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
Who made me sputter and gasp--
The thieves, the liars, the sinners,
The alcoholics and the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
Who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
Who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
Was rotting away in hell,
Was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
Looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, “What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

And why's everyone so quiet,
So somber - give me a clue.”
“Hush, child” He said, “they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.”


JUDGE NOT

Remember...Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in your garage makes you a car ..

Every saint has a PAST...Every sinner has a FUTURE!

No one can be good enough to get to heaven and no one can be too bad that they can't get there because where we spend eternity is not based on what we do, but on who we know because of God's grace and mercy.

(Ephesians 2:8-9: For by grace ye are saved through faith and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God: not of works lest any man should boast.

(KJV)

As Christians, we must be kind to everyone and show love even to our enemies. We cannot expect everyone to live by God's standards if they do not know him.

Why Do We Need Friends?

This friendship award came from Liza at Mommy's Little Corner. Thanks, Liza! This is a wonderful poem.

We need friends for many reasons,
all throughout the season.
We need friends to comfort us
when we are sad,
and to have fun with us when we are glad.

We need friends to give us good advice,
We need someone we can count on,
and treat us nice.

We need friends to remember us
one we have passed
sharing memories that will always last.

Spread the poem of friendship.

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I am passing friendship poem to the following:
Jemi at Live, Laugh, Love
Tina at The Creative Nerd
Rene' at Cheaper by the Half Dozen
Jude at Mature But Not Senile
Monique Renae at Blogging More

Thanks for making my blog life fun.