It takes hands to build a house, but only hearts can build a home.

Author Unknown

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Chapter 3, Page 16, Book 11

Wonderful Wednesday!

My dad gave me one dollar bill
'Cause I'm his smartest son,
And I swapped it for two shiny quarters
'Cause two is more than one!

And then I took the quarters
And traded them to Lou
For three dimes--I guess he didn't know
That three is more than two!

Just then, along came old blind Bates
And just 'cause he can't see
He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,
And four is more than three!

And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs
Down at the seed-feed store,
And the fool gave me five pennies for them,
And five is more than four!

And I went and showed my dad,
And he got red in the cheeks
And closed his eyes and shook his head--
Too proud of me to speak!

Author Unknown

Lent is a Season to mend mistakes we have made—to mend hearts we have hurt

Remember the mending basket? We used to stuff things into it: the shirt that needed a button, the pants with a ripped seam, the sock with a hole in the toe. If we think of mending and Lent as restoring an original beauty, both will have more appeal. Think of polishing a dull surface to a shiny finish. Everyone who’s ever had an aching tooth filled or a painful disease cured knows the relief of returning to health. Anyone who’s ever loved knows the joy of reuniting after an absence or the sense of rightness when harmony is restored after an argument.

In the mending baskets of our lives, do we see the need for grace, for intervention, for sewing what is torn? Now is the chance to fix it, clear it out, and pack it up. Our broken hearts and lives shall be mended.

Art Linkletter in the segment of his TV show called, Kids say the darndest things, once interviewed a little girl of about 6 or 7. He asked her What does love look like? The little girl answered, It's when I let Johnny get in front of me at the drinking fountain line. Art Linkletter smiled and said, Well, you must love Johnny very much. But the little girl responded, No, I don't even like him

By bringing God into the everyday ordinariness of life we come to know the special moments we have been given each day. Here at my house it has warming up slowly. Yesterday we were in the 40's, today it'll be a little warmer yet. Tomorrow we may see 60 degrees.

Spring is almost here ! Hang in there !

Have a WONDERFUL Wednesday everyone!

'On Ya'-ma

6 comments:

That corgi :) said...

I like that analogy of the mending basket in our lives, Ma. This is a good season to do some mending indeed. I am glad to hear it is warming up a bit for you all; the end is in sight for spring! less than five days now!!!

betty

countrymamma said...

Beautifully written once again. I love the last chapter that starts "by bring God into Ordinariness of life...." That is so very true. Hope your day goes well. Hugs

jack69 said...

I have never read that one byu Mr. Unknown. I feel like the smartest son sometimes. LOL

mending hearts and fences is good. I think I have taken care of that. And it feels good.

Love from Ann Arbor.

grammy said...

I am going to print off the Smartest son story and have the grands read it and puzzle it out. It was fun (o:
love the rest too.

Buttercup said...

I have a lot of mending to do. Thanks for reminding me that there is always mending and neatening and fixing to make things right. Spring is just about here in New York, too. The spring flower shoots are coming up.
Have a terrific Thursday.

Joyful Days said...

Both today's and yesterday's posts were full of wisdom and love. Thank you for the reminders.

Julie