I found this wonderful quote today. "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me'." ~Erma Bombeck. Quotes usually persuade me to think on them for a while, but I have been thinking on this one for a long while. How am I using my talents this summer amidst my busy schedule to bless the lives of others and make the world a better, sweeter place?
I have been reading a (fictional) book recently about an aboriginal African tribe of people and their journey across a large desert. In their tradition, they do not celebrate birthdays in years, but rather they celebrate every year the growth, development, and accomplishments of the members of their tribe. They rally together and support and admire the talents of each member of their tribe and openly recognize what they are individually accomplished at. I love that idea! There is a difference between pride and self-worth, or a knowledge and appreciation for your own talents. I think that we should all feel grateful for the different things that God has made us apt towards. I hope that I can work so hard throughout my life to use what I feel I am good at to help my neighbors, friends, husband, and my current and future family. I hope that I can make a difference in my community and for those whom I may work or associate with. One of the things that I feel I have been given in this life is compassion, and I have found a small way to use it this summer. I do yardwork for a lady in pleasant grove for a few hours every week. One of her older daughters (who is living in Payson for the summer) owns a dog and keeps it at her mother's house here in Pleasant Grove. The mother is not much of an animal person, so the poor dog is never let out of her kennel. She is a decent sized dog (probably as big as your average lab), and the kennel is maybe 10 feet long by 4 feet wide. After I am finished with my yardwork, I have started taking the dog on a walk every time that I go over there so that she can stretch her legs and get to run for a little while, and I cannot tell you how this little act has blessed the dog and I. Every time I enter the yard, she wimpers and jumps around in her cage with her big brown eyes even wider than usual it seems BEGGING me to let her out and play with her. I have made a friend in this cute dog, and it fulfills me to be able to help her in a way that she can't help herself. I have absolutely no doubt that every single one of us has something to offer to someone to help and bless them. I also have no doubt that when we are standing at the feet of our God to review our lives that those moments will not be passed over. So, let's help each other. Let's recognize and not be afraid to share our talents with others. Personally, I'm looking forward to having my slobbery friend Nikki as a friend on the other side of the veil. :)
I have been reading a (fictional) book recently about an aboriginal African tribe of people and their journey across a large desert. In their tradition, they do not celebrate birthdays in years, but rather they celebrate every year the growth, development, and accomplishments of the members of their tribe. They rally together and support and admire the talents of each member of their tribe and openly recognize what they are individually accomplished at. I love that idea! There is a difference between pride and self-worth, or a knowledge and appreciation for your own talents. I think that we should all feel grateful for the different things that God has made us apt towards. I hope that I can work so hard throughout my life to use what I feel I am good at to help my neighbors, friends, husband, and my current and future family. I hope that I can make a difference in my community and for those whom I may work or associate with. One of the things that I feel I have been given in this life is compassion, and I have found a small way to use it this summer. I do yardwork for a lady in pleasant grove for a few hours every week. One of her older daughters (who is living in Payson for the summer) owns a dog and keeps it at her mother's house here in Pleasant Grove. The mother is not much of an animal person, so the poor dog is never let out of her kennel. She is a decent sized dog (probably as big as your average lab), and the kennel is maybe 10 feet long by 4 feet wide. After I am finished with my yardwork, I have started taking the dog on a walk every time that I go over there so that she can stretch her legs and get to run for a little while, and I cannot tell you how this little act has blessed the dog and I. Every time I enter the yard, she wimpers and jumps around in her cage with her big brown eyes even wider than usual it seems BEGGING me to let her out and play with her. I have made a friend in this cute dog, and it fulfills me to be able to help her in a way that she can't help herself. I have absolutely no doubt that every single one of us has something to offer to someone to help and bless them. I also have no doubt that when we are standing at the feet of our God to review our lives that those moments will not be passed over. So, let's help each other. Let's recognize and not be afraid to share our talents with others. Personally, I'm looking forward to having my slobbery friend Nikki as a friend on the other side of the veil. :)
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