Mother is holding her own right now.Thanks you for your continued prayers and thoughts.
Today I have a sweet little gift to share with you. Last September on Grandparent's Day Darbee Rae gave me a special gift. At the time I didn't realize just how special it would become to me. I keep a journal of my daily activities and have since I was in grammer school. Remember those little 5 year diaries with the lock and key. Still have all of mine. Several years ago I started a prayer journal also.. But this gift was such a sweet gesture. This is what I got all wrapped up in a cute little bag...
It wasn't the clock, or the primitive candle mat .. It was this rock.
Yes, a plain old rock she picked up out of the yard. Holly had let her paint it but being only 2 at the time, this is as good as it got. But there was a poem attatched to it. Hope my picture is plain enough for you to read the complete poem. Kept getting a glare .
Okay, it says:
I'm just a tiny little rock
Picked up from off the ground
You won't forget to say a prayer
If you keep me around
Put me on your pillow
when you make your bed
and when you crawl inside at night
I'll hit you on the head
But please don't scream or holler
or like a lion roar
Just close you eyes , say your prayers
and drop me on the floor
In the morning when you wake up
and I make you stub your toe
Shout,"Glory Hallelujah!"
Say a prayer and off you go
Put me back upon your pillow
let the cycle never end
I'll be your little prayer rock
and maybe your best friend.
That little rock stays on my bedside table for almost a year now. Altho its not on my pillow I see it when I set the clock at night and turn off the alarm in the morning. Lately I have to say I have been doing quite a bit of praying and commnicating with God. This little rock brings a smile to my face.
Sometime we all need a little reminder that an extra little time talking with our maker might just be a good way to start and end our day.
Hoping to be back really soon with a few pictures to share. Hoping you stop today and say a prayer of thankfulness for all your blessings in life. Until we talk really soon.
This made me smile.
ReplyDeleteWhat a special precious rock and a touching story! Keeping you and your family in my prayers! hugs and blessings! lil raggedy angie
ReplyDeleteMade me smile too Angela! Love the poem : ) Keeping you & your mom in my prayers. Blessings, Shirlee
ReplyDeleteWe all need a "rock" You have a constant reminder you are loved by a special little girl and her mother. That is so sweet.
ReplyDeletebetty
How Special. Put a smile on my face. Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers.
ReplyDeleteGood morning Angela, you and your mom are in my thoughts and I'm hoping that you will both find peace very soon. What a wonderful thing "faith" is, I know Dad is up there having some fun, looking down and caring for his family, and not suffering any longer. Those little gifts, like your prayer rock, are precious lifelong memories. Hope you have a restful Sunday, Dawn
ReplyDeleteGood Sunday, Angela...What an awesome gift and treasure from your grand-daughter. It sure is those little things that make the most impact! Good thoughts and prayers for you and your family. Have a great week, my friend:)
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A rock has brightened my day,,thank you!
ReplyDeleteIts the little things such as this that make all the difference!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a truly precious gift and token of the best sort of faith - that of a child....I love the little poem, and the comfort that that hard piece of earth must be able to bring...Thank you for sharing, Angela...You, your mother and family are in my daily prayers. Wishing you a blessed and comfort-filled Sunday....Smiles & Hugs ~ Robin
ReplyDeleteLove the poem, what a neat idea! Did they write the poem themselves?
ReplyDeleteWhat a special and precious gift .This post has brought a smile to my face.Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers!Hugs,Jen
ReplyDeleteVery special little rock Angela. Keeping you & your mom in my prayers.
ReplyDeleteBlessings~Becky
So simple ... so special...
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
Grandkids always have a way of stealing a piece of our heart.
Hugs and Smiles
Connie
Pure sweetness, it 'tis. Children are indeed a blessing from the Lord. I am sorry to hear about your mother...praying god's peace for you all.
ReplyDeleteRene
Your story brought a smile to my heart. Granddaughters are precious. (So are grandsons)My GD loves my jewelry drawer full of necklaces. Prayers for you and your Mom.
ReplyDeleteEllie
Bless your heart, that is just the sweetest thing! It is the simple things that mean so much! Continuing to lift you up!
ReplyDeleteGLORY HALLELUJAH!! Im lovin that poem and rock! You are so blessed ANGELA with your little Sunshine! Now thats JOY!
ReplyDeleteHugs Granny Trace
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Love that poem Angela...and the rock is priceless. Cherish it like fine china! Thoughts and prayers for you & Mom. ~*~Lisa
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet sweet post! We all need a reminder sometimes. We get so busy. I think that will be a good thing for me and my Grands to do one day. So precious.
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