Crossing a cool, fresh, river, will give a feeling of renewal and strength. Crossing a deep, rushing river can also provide renewal and strength, knowing God’s Spirit is right there, holding you up and blessing you, as in Baptism, never letting you go.
~Marie T. Morrison~
The reader is to relax, seeing how the spiritual life can make everyday living worthwhile.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
A Pixie's Sparkle
Life offers many graces. One of them can be as simple as a child showering an adult with a magical fairy dust. As it sparkles, so do the eyes and smile of a little, innocent soul. As life gets complicated, think of the simplicity of the sparkle and the small hands of that tiny child, spraying a magic dust over your magnificent being, filled with the Spirit of God.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Saturday, April 16, 2011
PHOTO ALBUMS
Pictures in photo albums will leave many more memories than seeing pictures from a screen. Live conversations take place, minutes slipping into hours. How the years of long ago come into the present! As laughter erupts upon recollections of some years, tears may fall as we look back upon others. Thanks to God, for those years of memories, as He blesses us year after year.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
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Friday, April 15, 2011
OUR STORY
It is exciting to tell a story. It is also exciting to hear the story of others. We can come home and share what we learned. How fun this is, as well as letting our knowledge grow. It is as if we are nurturing a garden, seeing the different blossoms come forth, blending all of what we have learned into a new species of flower. It is one created by God, Him naming it “Listening,” in honor of the Almighty, that we may always stop to hear one another, to realize our words are not the only ones of importance, blessing all words!
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Thursday, April 14, 2011
A TRUST AND A PROMISE
Once a promise is made, never break it. Once trust is made, never let it go. To see a child’s tears, because of the break, can rip anyone’s heart. Seeing the wetness run down the cheeks, as if abandoned, would leave tears, even in the eyes of God. Let us renew His Spirit, telling Him in prayer, that no one will be ever left alone.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
SADNESS, LOVE AND HOPE
A favorite Bible passage of mine is Romans 5:3-5, "We rejoice in our sufferings, know that suffering produces endurance and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit which has been given to us."
One little girl asked me why there had to be sadness in our lives. I tried to explain to her how this does bring us closer to God and the Holy Spirit. It makes us stronger, as we are filled with so much of His caring love while we go through hard moments in life. It is a very hard concept to understand and accept. We must turn it over to God, who will help us carry our burdens. Our heavy load will be lighter, knowing the Holy Spirit will not abandon us. We will feel that hope of continuing on in life, just knowing how much love is being poured into us.
One little girl asked me why there had to be sadness in our lives. I tried to explain to her how this does bring us closer to God and the Holy Spirit. It makes us stronger, as we are filled with so much of His caring love while we go through hard moments in life. It is a very hard concept to understand and accept. We must turn it over to God, who will help us carry our burdens. Our heavy load will be lighter, knowing the Holy Spirit will not abandon us. We will feel that hope of continuing on in life, just knowing how much love is being poured into us.
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God's eternal love,
Hope,
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Wednesday, April 13, 2011
AVOIDING SOMEONE
I am reposting this for one reason, in memory of Andy. Little did I know that I would open the newspaper and see that Andy passed away this week. His wonderful smile and generosity will be missed.
At a tiny reunion, I saw ‘Andy,’ wanting to make contact. Though he was a friendly sort, I wasn't going out of my way to run over and say hi, for no particular reason. He finally made his way to me. I was friendly as we greeted a hello to one another. He said his mother had passed away and that he had saved one of her saint medals, always holding his pocket until he ran into me. I felt ashamed. I got home and found I had lost it. Frantic, I returned to the parking lot the next morning. There it was. The saint was already at work. I learned quickly what is precious to my heart.
~Marie T. Morrison~
At a tiny reunion, I saw ‘Andy,’ wanting to make contact. Though he was a friendly sort, I wasn't going out of my way to run over and say hi, for no particular reason. He finally made his way to me. I was friendly as we greeted a hello to one another. He said his mother had passed away and that he had saved one of her saint medals, always holding his pocket until he ran into me. I felt ashamed. I got home and found I had lost it. Frantic, I returned to the parking lot the next morning. There it was. The saint was already at work. I learned quickly what is precious to my heart.
~Marie T. Morrison~
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Ashamed,
gladness and joy,
saint medal,
unexpected
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
NO LONGER A FRIEND
Two 7 year olds told me they were no longer friends. Though knowing eachother forever were no longer friends. They liked one another, but that was it. As adults, we can learn from them. In no way, could we sit by a person and say we are no longer friends, grinning at the other person. What a great experience to learn from our youth!' God has us learn from one another!
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Sunday, April 10, 2011
PRAYING FOR A STRANGER
Recently, a stranger paused in the patient waiting-area of a medical office, asking if she could speak to me. She had a tiny concern, and had to express her emotions to someone. After she did, I pulled out my prayer journal and asked for her name, saying I would call upon God to give her His blessings. Pleased, she was also startled a stranger would pray for her, gladly spelling her name. Smiling, she walked away. A small, unseen token can bring great comfort.
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Saturday, April 9, 2011
SHOULD I OR SHOULDN'T I?
I notice a grandiose apple in the tree,
as I take my morning jog.
I pause to notice a reflection of red,
shielding my eyes, as I stand there agog.
My memory is jarred,
recalling I have been told,
that this is the tree in the garden
from which I must withhold.
Jeeps! Suddenly I see a snake!
It tells me to try just a bite.
The apple is truly juicy and delicious, it says,
Come on, do it to be polite!
That apple is tempting, I must say,
Now, the first decision ever has to be made,
Should I or shouldn't I?
Whoever said life would be a glass of lemonade!
Should I or shouldn't I,
The choice had been left to two of us,
each of of us ask,
over an apple, we are making a a tremendous fuss!
My oh my!
Hmmm, I must decide!
Sooo juicy, sooo delicious!
Oh my gosh, it has cost me my hide!
Marie T. Morrison
~This is not what I usually write, but God had some humor in me today! Blessings!~
as I take my morning jog.
I pause to notice a reflection of red,
shielding my eyes, as I stand there agog.
My memory is jarred,
recalling I have been told,
that this is the tree in the garden
from which I must withhold.
Jeeps! Suddenly I see a snake!
It tells me to try just a bite.
The apple is truly juicy and delicious, it says,
Come on, do it to be polite!
That apple is tempting, I must say,
Now, the first decision ever has to be made,
Should I or shouldn't I?
Whoever said life would be a glass of lemonade!
Should I or shouldn't I,
The choice had been left to two of us,
each of of us ask,
over an apple, we are making a a tremendous fuss!
My oh my!
Hmmm, I must decide!
Sooo juicy, sooo delicious!
Oh my gosh, it has cost me my hide!
Marie T. Morrison
~This is not what I usually write, but God had some humor in me today! Blessings!~
SOMETHING SWEET
It is midnight and my daughter just drove in for the weekend. Seeing me, she asked for something sweet. Smiling, I offered her my arms. She grinned, not exactly what she had in mind. Keeping a sense of humor is always a priority. Our spirits will be soaring high!
~Marie T. Morrison~
~Marie T. Morrison~
Friday, April 8, 2011
THOSE SAVED SEATS IN CHURCH
Our priest today reminded us to be a community, to not act as individual within our community. I immediately sat up straight in my wheelchair, wondering how I could improve myself. I began to think how to improve my life. Soon after Mass, two people shared with me how they were rather rudely treated by others as they took seats in the pew. It now made sense what Father was talking about. While I sit in the front row facing him, hischair facing us takes in all the more! While these two sat down to take a seat for Mass, the people by them didn't like their new seat partners, making obvious gestures and body language to let them know they were not invited in that particular row. How unnecessary, especially withing a spiritual setting. No matter the community, we are to be one, loving and accepting one another.
Marie T. Morrison
Marie T. Morrison
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