Win together, lose together, play together, stay together.
Debra Mancuso
Snoopy's taking care of his little feathered friends; they're linked together and just look...they made it to the top...together. Together...together; think about it.
Encouragement is very important; with all my heart I am 'into' encouraging others! You know everyone experiences ups and those are wonderful but aah...all of us, including me, get down...and that isn't wonderful at all.
Bright side...someone will come along and pick us up. Pick me up...pick you up and together we can make a go of it...it isn't so difficult when you've someone to give you a lift, is it? No...it's good.
God is the center of my being. Yours too? And isn't HE the one who knows the exact moment that I need...that you need...a lift? Sure is...yes indeed.
I read lots of blogs and boy...some of them have positive comments coming out their ears...others don't. And I wonder if 'the don'ts' become discouraged? I'm blest w/those of you who say the most encouraging things to me...me? I'm not a 'stand-out' by any means but here's my thinking on it.
God gave me a gift that I personally feel is wonderful...funny but I seem to encourage myself more than any other person or reader. Goodness knows I read my words more than anyone else (practically memorize them). Now how 'hammy' is that? Okay, so I'm a ham.
This week, someone I thought never took time to read any of my writings sat down beside me...looked at me and said, "Vasca, how do you come up with all those posts you write? I read all of them but I am NOT a communicator so I never tell you...but I am amazed!". Guess what? I lit up like a skyrocket on the 4th of July.
What I'm saying is that we need to encourage each other...take the time to recognize others and what they do; no matter how big or small the effort.
I've never, ever been an independent girl...I've told you I was always shy and that's true! I like to be cared for, I'm dependent. When Michael re-entered active military duty the four boys and I were classified as 'dependents' and I've remained that way on my military identification card. I like that.
It's really a good thing people are different; we aren't turned out by the same cookie cutter and that's a good thing. Oh wow! What if everyone was like me? Ouch. Or, what if we were all like you? Good...Not?
Snoopy's taking care of his little feathered friends; they're linked together and just look...they made it to the top...together. Together...together; think about it.
Encouragement is very important; with all my heart I am 'into' encouraging others! You know everyone experiences ups and those are wonderful but aah...all of us, including me, get down...and that isn't wonderful at all.
Bright side...someone will come along and pick us up. Pick me up...pick you up and together we can make a go of it...it isn't so difficult when you've someone to give you a lift, is it? No...it's good.
God is the center of my being. Yours too? And isn't HE the one who knows the exact moment that I need...that you need...a lift? Sure is...yes indeed.
I read lots of blogs and boy...some of them have positive comments coming out their ears...others don't. And I wonder if 'the don'ts' become discouraged? I'm blest w/those of you who say the most encouraging things to me...me? I'm not a 'stand-out' by any means but here's my thinking on it.
God gave me a gift that I personally feel is wonderful...funny but I seem to encourage myself more than any other person or reader. Goodness knows I read my words more than anyone else (practically memorize them). Now how 'hammy' is that? Okay, so I'm a ham.
This week, someone I thought never took time to read any of my writings sat down beside me...looked at me and said, "Vasca, how do you come up with all those posts you write? I read all of them but I am NOT a communicator so I never tell you...but I am amazed!". Guess what? I lit up like a skyrocket on the 4th of July.
What I'm saying is that we need to encourage each other...take the time to recognize others and what they do; no matter how big or small the effort.
I've never, ever been an independent girl...I've told you I was always shy and that's true! I like to be cared for, I'm dependent. When Michael re-entered active military duty the four boys and I were classified as 'dependents' and I've remained that way on my military identification card. I like that.
It's really a good thing people are different; we aren't turned out by the same cookie cutter and that's a good thing. Oh wow! What if everyone was like me? Ouch. Or, what if we were all like you? Good...Not?
We're blest with different gifts and it's important that we do our best to make the world...His world that we live in...a better place; we need to get it together!
Tree DeLeskie wrote, I'm the difference between what's impossible and what's possible.
Hey, I can help...I can make a difference...something I tho't impossible might prove otherwise...you think?
Hey, I can help...I can make a difference...something I tho't impossible might prove otherwise...you think?
From my heart...to yours!
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