He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with cookies and six cans of lemonade and he started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman.
She was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his lemonade when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a cookie. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a lemonade. Again, she smiled at him.
The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word. As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman, and gave her a hug.
She gave him her biggest smile ever.
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him “What did you do today that made you so happy?”
He replied, “I had lunch with God.” But before his mother could respond, he added, “You know what? She’s got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!”
Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home.
Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, “Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?” She replied, “I ate cookies in the park with God.”
However, before her son responded, she added, “You know, he’s much younger than I expected.”
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.
In Autumn when the leaves turn brown And red and gold, they all fall down. To paint a picture, oh so rare! I know that GOD is there...
To mastermind His ebb and flow; To stage His wondrous Autumn show, To brush His skies with molten gold; I watch His art unfold.
No grander sight could I behold: These leaves of brown and red and gold. But Winter bodes its icy chills Upon the snow-clad hills.
In time the land, a living scene, Comes bursting forth in savage green; And I confront the season's thieves That took my Autumn leaves.
But soon a softness in the air! GOD paints a picture, oh so rare Of Autumn leaves that all turn brown And red and gold as they fall down. ~~By Henry W. Gurley.~~
The air turns cool, the leaves turn brown, A change is taking place, And everywhere the signs appear Of Fall's approaching face.
The birds begin their southward flight That takes them far away, And in their plaintive song and cry A fond good-bye they say.
A season dies, a new one's born Like night gives way to day. Such is the wondrous work of God In His own chosen way. ~~By Harold F. Mohn.~~
A stroll through the woods, a mountain hike, a nap on the beach, in such encounters with nature we often find peace. There's just something about the leaves, rocks, and sand that makes us feel at home in this world. They release us from the humdrum of our busy lives and bring us back to the basics of life.
This beautiful dragonfly was just sitting on the front walk. I had to take some pictures of it because it is so pretty. I don't think I've seen one with the coloring of this one. I hope you have a blessed and beautiful Sunday!