Monday, July 19, 2010

needed to hear this today

The key to choosing where to be is choosing somewhere where YOU WILL BE HAPPY, where YOU CAN FEEL LIKE YOU’RE PROGRESSING, and somewhere where you WANT TO BE and feel like you SHOULD BE


K2

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Come thou fount

Today was exzactly the Sunday that I needed. This morning I had a few struggles. Time management. Satan and his love of working on my self esteem. Frustration. When I got to church though I was provided with a peace and reverence that He knew what I needed. HF knew more than i did. He always does. Before I left that house things were not going right and I said a simple prayer of Please help. I asked and he provided and I am grateful. Today was the first time that our ward was doing a linger longer/put lick of sorts and I was in charge. I tend to obsess, what could go wrong what do I need to do etc. I was so humbled and peaceful after sacrament that I didn't want to loose that feeling. I was then given a gift. My friend asked if I wanted to go home with her while she fed her baby and got what she was bringing for the pot luck. My friend is moving soon and I was grateful for the opportunity to spend time with her. I know that you might be thinking that is the opposite of keeping the spirit. Well, after a lovely talk on Temple attendance and a beautiful musical number talking with a Friend about the blessings of the temple and the blessings we are able to receive was just what I needed. Going back to the chapel I felt edified and spiritually nourished. I felt reminded of what I needed to do. What I already knew but somehow lost sight of. The linger longer/pot luck was a hit. I was humbled at the amount of hands who were willing to help. I was reminded that I was not doing this alone. I was actulally helping everyone else.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

you spin my head right round...

SO I've been a little out of it this week with what I thought was a inner ear infection and a recurrence of vertigo. Well I had the vertigo right. I have some other funky infection. I am so grateful for my friends who will go unnamed. They came to my house and doctored me up. I am all for bringing back the days of house calls. :) Thank you guys so much though.
Love K2

Friday, July 9, 2010

Game swap at Dandelion Wishes

I am so excited that Mamarazzi over at Dandelion wishes is hosting a game swap. I have participated in swaps before and this one by far has me the most excited. I love board games and card games. I have found that people either like them or they dont. Its a funny mix!

Head on over and sign up who knows we may end up swaping. :)

Game Swap Button

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Pearls



The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box.


"Oh Mommy please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"




Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face.


"A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."




As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. Mc James if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace.


Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed. The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green. Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story.




One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"


"Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you."


"Then give me your pearls." "Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite."

"That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?"
"Daddy, you know I love you."
"Then give me your pearls."
"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper."
"That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you."


And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.


A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian style.


As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.

"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?"


Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, daddy; this is for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one h and to take the dime store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.


He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is, with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasures.



Sometimes we need to be reminded to let go of the things that we think are important and be willing to allow ourself to accept the things that He wants us to have