Just a touch. . .

She had an issue of blood for twelve years. . .She had visited all the doctors, tried all the cures, spent all her money but to no avail. And then she heard. . .

He was coming to her village, and she knew what she must do. The throngs of people crowded Him on every side, and she thought. . .

If I can just reach out and touch the hem of his garment, I can be made whole. . .and so she did, and the moment she touched Him, she was restored.

Dear Lord, give me this kind of faith, knowing all it takes is one small touch on my part. . .You are there waiting. Wishing faith, love and hope to each of you, my friends.

You can dance anywhere. . .

even if only in your heart!

Life is quite an adventure with its many ups and downs.

I hope I remember to enjoy every moment of it . . . After all, it is quite a dance!

The little dancer is my granddaughter, Grace, at her spring dance recital. I am so blessed to have seven beautiful grandchildren to make my life a dance! Wishing for you, my friends, a beautiful day and a beautiful dance!

When life gets too hard to stand. . .

kneel.

People have lost their jobs, economic times are tough, floods have destroyed homes and people's hopes and dreams, a mother is sitting by the bedside of an ill child, a child is being bullied at school. . .

We have all been there. . .hopefully, we can be there for someone else. . .I have found that prayer is very powerful. . .Praying for each of you dear friends as we all face life's challenges. . .God bless each one of you.

I've learned that. . .

people will forget what you said. . .

people will forget what you did. . .

but people will never forget. . .

how you made them feel.~Maya Angelou

I try to remember these words every day. I know we have all benefited from people who have loved us, shown kindness to us, and made us feel very special and appreciated. It is my heart's desire to make others feel this way as much as I possibly can. I will be the first to admit I don't always succeed, but it is not because I don't want to. Dear friends, please have a day full of happiness and contentment!

A true man. . .

does not need to romance a different girl every night,

A true man. . .

romances the same girl for the rest of her life. . .This post is dedicated to all who love everywhere. . .A romantic heart is a blessing indeed!

My angel in heaven. . .

my mother, Ressie Roween Russell Smith. . . She was and is my greatest encourager. . .not a day goes by that I don't think of her and the influence she had on my life. . .I have always said if I could just be half as good a mother as she was, I would be a tremendous success! I love you momma!!!

The roses above are from my cottage garden, picked with love and "given" to each of you as we celebrate Mother's Day this weekend. Thank you, God, for our mothers and the wonderful influence they have in this world. God bless each of you!!!

Grandma's Apron. . .

worn to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few . . .

served as a pot holder for removing hot pans from the oven. . .

was wonderful for drying children's tears. . .

was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven . . .

wiped many a perspiring brow bent over the hot wood stove . . .

carried all sorts of vegetables from the garden and apples fallen from the old gnarled apple

tree. . .

When dinner was ready, grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields for dinner . . .

Yes, that old time apron served many purposes. . .

but mostly for me, it was a symbol of love and devotion. . .May you have a blessed and happy day, dear friends, as we reflect upon our past and the cherished traditions we all hold so dear!!