It’s In the Valleys I Grow

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble and woe
It’s then I have to remember
That it’s in the valleys I grow.

If I always stayed on the mountain top
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God’s love
And would be living in vain.

I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountain tops,
But it’s in the valleys I grow.

I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.

My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan’s loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I’m feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it’s in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.

Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
The mountain tops are glorious
But it’s in the valleys I grow!

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Living. Laughing. Learning. Loving.

I am thankful for . . .

My partner who hogs the covers every night,
because he/she is not out with someone else.

The teenager who is not doing dishes but is watching tv,
because that means he/she is at home and not on the streets.

For the taxes that I pay,
because it means that I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a gathering,
because it means that I have been surrounded by friends and
loved ones.

For the clothes that fit a little too snug,
because it means I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me work,
because it means I am in the sunshine.

For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and
gutters that need fixing,
because it means I have a home.

For all the complaining I hear about the government,
because it means that we have freedom of speech.

For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot,
because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been
blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill,
because it means I am warm.

For the lady behind me in church who sings off key,
because it means that I can hear.

For the pile of laundry and ironing,
because it means I have clothes to wear.

For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day,
because it means I have been capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours,
because it means that I am alive.

Every time you think your life is so bad,
read this again.

~Author Unknown~

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Living. Laughing. Learning. Loving.

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Be careful of the words you say.
And keep them soft and sweet.
For you never know from day to day.
Which ones you’ll have to eat 😉

I’ve learned over time the wisdom of this little rhyme. At times, my mouth still does its own thing, but for the most part, I’m pretty good about holding my tongue. Lord knows I’m real good at it. Anyway, saw it on that status shuffle thingy on FB and liked it.

So the kids’ surprise came in. Our bro Max is here. Yayyyy! We’ve really missed him. He’s grown a lot, both inside and out. We are super happy to have him here. That’s all for today folks. Hubby left to work and he won’t be home until tomorrow morning (again). Gotta clean up and catch up with Mackie.

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Living. Laughing. Learning. Loving.