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Being a Blessing – Guest Post by Jennifer Parrish

This morning my daughter Jennifer Parrish shared an amazing story of how a complete stranger chose to bless her and her family. It is a beautiful story of ‘paying it forward’ and choosing to be a blessing in this world. This is from her FB page today:

I don’t get “serious” on here often, but something remarkable happened over the weekend and I think it holds an important lesson for all of us. I was waiting in a long line to check out at Target with a stockpile of SIX boxes of diapers and various groceries (crazy couponing, of course!) The couple behind me struck up a conversation with me to pass the time. We talked about my baby, mostly. First time mom. Sleepless nights. Those cute yet elusive first smiles and laughs. Jokes about how many diapers she must be going through as they eyed my cart. The cashier finished scanning my coupons, and as I was grabbing my card to pay, they stuck their credit card in the machine. WHAAA??? I was astonished. And overcome with emotion. I think I thanked them a thousand times as I gathered my things, teary-eyed. I haven’t stopped thinking about this. Did I say anything that made me sound like a charity-case? No, I don’t think so. I think they saw a new mom, putting an extraordinary amount of effort into saving money on the things she needed and they genuinely wanted to make a difference. What a gesture! It got me thinking a lot about money and the kind of example I want to set for my daughter. We’re all feeling the pressure to make more money, save more money, spend more money…we’re all obsessed. Even my “crazy couponing” can be viewed as an obsession with money. It’s a sickness. We have a roof over our head, food on the table, and clothes on our backs. And that’s more than most in this world. I want my little girl to know that; to really appreciate that. I think we all need to remember IT’S JUST MONEY. It’s what you do with it that really matters. Maybe it’s less about constantly collecting new and better things, and more about finding contentment and appreciation for what you have been blessed with. Maybe if we find ourselves in an opportunity to help another person, we should take it–without weighing it against our own needs first. Total strangers paid for a new mom’s diapers…and made a lasting impact on her philosophy about money, and the real value in life.

Thank you Jen – for sharing your heart with us today. Your post reminds us all how a simple act of kindness can mean so much. You are an amazing young woman and your daughter is blessed to call you Mom.

Thank you Lord for the kindness of these people. Bless them 100 times over!

Here is my daughter Jennifer and her beautiful daughter Devyn:

Jennifer and Devyn

(Featured Image – Jennifer and Dameon Parrish)

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Pain Can Have a Purpose

From : http://www.word-picture.org/isaiah-66-9-almost-there/
From : http://www.word-picture.org/isaiah-66-9-almost-there/

Are you a Mother?

Then you have given birth.

Remember labor?

Yeah, it’s called “labor” for a reason. I have had four children, some natural, and some by c-section. Either way, it hurt. It was painful. There were times I did not know if I or the baby would make it. Yet we endure. We keep pushing. Because there is a baby coming. Something new is being born. A baby is coming!

May I be so bold as to say this happens not only in the Natural, but in the Spiritual as well. There are new things being born, new babies coming, and God is using you to birth it. It may hurt, you may not like it, it will be uncomfortable. Yet, I can tell you with assurance,  It is worth it! Do not give up, do not give in, there is a baby coming! A new life is being born, into the Kingdom of God.

Do not lose hope, God knows what He is doing. And He still loves you – even when you said “that”. He knows we say a lot of things we don’t mean when we are in labor.  Ask Him yourself, He forgives you. He knows pain too.

GOD’S PROMISE TO YOU

A woman, when she gives birth to a child, has grief (anguish, agony) because her time has come. But when she has delivered the child, she no longer remembers her pain (trouble, anguish) because she is so glad that a man (a child, a human being) has been born into the world.  (John 16:21 AMP)

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Behold, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs forth; do you not perceive and know it and will you not give heed to it? I will even make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. (Isaiah 43:19 AMP)

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Hear, O Lord, have mercy and be gracious to me! O Lord, be my helper!

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me; You have put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,

To the end that my tongue and my heart and everything glorious within me may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever. (Psalm 30:10-12 AMP)

MY PRAYER FOR YOU:

Dear Lord,

Thank you, you, for using us to birth new things into your Kingdom.  Calm our spirits, despite the pain. Help us to remember that this pain has a purpose, and something new will be born into our lives, in Jesus Name.

From: http://www.ibegat.com/tag/isaiah-669/
From: http://www.ibegat.com/tag/isaiah-669/

Amplified Bible (AMP)
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The Mother With One Eye

As many of you know, My oldest daughter is getting married this weekend, so I may be reblogging some of  your posts for the next few days. Thank you all for your prayers during this time. I am excited and calm – way better than a month ago when I was complaining about having to see the ex!

I am such a proud mama and I will share pictures after Saturday.  Let me just say – it is right out of a fairy-tale.  The wedding ceremony is private at a park – only immediate family for that part, with a Cello player (thank you Stephanie E!) and the the Bride and Groom will travel by boat to the reception…with more surprises to come!  Then the big party on the Lake with family and friends, and….more to come!

This story by Coach Muller reminded me of a mother’s love for her children – enjoy! And be sure to follow Coach Muller at his blog Good Time Stories

(Click on link below to read – might need the kleenex though!)

The Mother With One Eye.

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What About The Children?

Daily Prompt: Blogger With a Cause

If your day to day responsibilities were taken care of and you could throw yourself completely behind a cause, what would it be?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us HELP

DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AWARENESS

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Do You Hear the Children Crying?

© 2013 Diana Rasmussen

Do you hear the children crying
As they scream up and down the halls?
They know daddy hits their mommy
and they watch her as she falls
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They run to her side daily
till Daddy comes in the room
Then it’s time to run and hide
the next one’s coming soon
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They say, “God please help my mommy
she needs you Lord today
cuz Daddy’s mad and I’m so sad
he says ‘she’s gonna pay’
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Why God don’t you kill him?
just stop him in his tracks?
Protect us Lord, we need you now
before he starts to smack”
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Finally Mommy dials 9-1-1
she made it to the phone
They take Daddy off to jail
and tell us now to run.

from www.nmcadv.org

That Old Rocking Chair

Daily Prompt: Unconventional Love

Over the weekend, we explored different ways to love. Today, tell us about the most unconventional love in your life.

That Old Rocking Chair

© 2013 By Diana Rasmussen

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It was an old farmhouse with a wrap around deck
A circle driveway, squeaky front door
And oh, the stories Mama told
When she sat in that old rocking chair

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She rocked back and forth with every word
Drinkin’ a glass of pink lemonade
Lookin’ outside she passed time away
with her stories of “Remember When?”

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Stories of yesterday, moments frozen in time
marked the road she had traveled
The good and the bad, the happy the sad,
lessons she’d learned on the way

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She’d reminisce about days gone by
and how different things are today
Mama’s stories would mark the years
Sittin’ in that old rocking chair

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In the middle of a thunderstorm,
she’d bring us out on the porch
point at the lightning, laugh at the thunder
and tell us a story or two

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Sitting in that old rocking chair
where every Mama is a Princess
and every Daddy’s a Superhero
who rides in to save the day

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Mama sold the farm when us kids moved out
There was only one thing that I asked for
That old rocking chair marked my growing up years
With stories from yesterday

Diamonds on the Floor

I am boycotting Mothers Day. My mom, Linda, and mother-in-law, Oma, both passed away.  Maybe next year.  Ms D can’t do it today. QQ :’-( :'(

“Her Diamonds”

by Rob Thomas

Oh what the hell she said
I just can’t win for losing
And she lays back down
Man there’s so many times
I don’t know what I’m doing
Like I don’t know now

By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Says it’s funny how the night
Can make you blind
I can just imagine
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
But if she feels bad then i do too
So I let her be

And she says oh
I can’t take no more
Her tears like diamonds on the floor
And her diamonds bring me down
Cause I can’t help her now
She’s down in it
She tried her best but now she can’t win it
Hard to see them on the ground
Her diamonds falling down

She sits down and stares into the distance
And it takes all night
And i know i could break her concentration
But it don’t feel right

By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Sits down on the bed and starts to cry
And there’s something less about her
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
So I sit down and I cry too
And don’t let her see

And she says oh
I can’t take no more
Her tears like diamonds on the floor
And her diamonds bring me down
Cause I can’t help her now
She’s down in it
She tried her best but now she can’t win it
Hard to see them on the ground
Her diamonds falling down

She shuts out the night
Tries to close her eyes
If she can find daylight
She’ll be alright
She’ll be alright
Just not tonight

And she says oh
I can’t take no more
Her tears like diamonds on the floor
And her diamonds bring me down
Cause I can’t help her now
She’s down in it
She tried her best but now she can’t win it
Hard to see them on the ground
Her diamonds falling down