via Daily Prompt: Sympathy
I am at the close of this September day. My family and friends have been very kind to call to offer sympathy because this is my GirlMic’s date of birth. She died two years ago on September 1, 2015 and they have called to encourage me and share pictures of the beautiful life she lived for fifty one years. I know offering sympathy is one of those times in life where words are never enough so I share this family picture to offer my sympathy to the many people who will find themselves sitting on the front pew.
There is a chime of rhyme as I am looking back in time. I would like to make these words rhyme as I look back at the past two years. My writing is used to help me move forward while also remembering some special precious moments. I approach these words, chime, rhyme and time by pulling out the last two letters, me. When I think of what blesses me, I use this visual of a painting by my grandgirl Patrice which hangs above my computer with the scripture from Proverbs 3:6. This message speaks to me and it sets me free.
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via Glaring — Prompts – The Daily Post
The synonym for glaring is “brilliant. Today I ask one of my “Who Wy” questions about living and letting love abide. I offer this entry to my devotional journal as I am in a wondrously well zone. Today the #HelloConversation question is “Who haven’t you talked with in the last six months that you would want to talk with before you die?” We all have glaring questions that need to be answered.
When I hear sounds of celebration through music, I imagine the tinkle of piano and the blasting of horns coming together to present a pleasant accord and cord. I am blessed when I hear music that affect my soul and spirit. It is as the Psalmist says, “for my benefit.” I close my eyes and imagine a fifty piece ensemble playing in my ear as I drift off to sleep. The soothing effects of my memory brings together symphony and the sound of celebration. It is a true grace and life experience. I hear music in the air!
via Photo Challenge: Collage
Life conversations in the area of care-giving is a collage of experiences and events that shape our beginning and our end. In the game of “Hello” the first direction is to listen. I am convinced that this is the direction that families are the most resistant to follow. I read the definition of collage as pictures that are placed together to express a point or give clarity in questions and answers. I have these items in plain view as I deal with living and dying well. I read and write conversations to help me move forward
I listened to the stories of men and women who told of their pain and purpose. This pain ranged from physical to spiritual. I was seeing grief being addressed with grace in this Washington DC Holiday Inn Capitol. I was in the middle of the “Person-Centered Care In Prime Time” Patient Congress. The National Patient Advocate Foundation was the background for this concept of hearing, speaking, and writing the voices to be valued and how they will make the movement the mantra of inspired gratitude. I speak with words of praise for the spirit that moves from hearts to hands
via Daily Prompt: Uniform I am working through my “one hundred words” with a leftover prompt in my write box. I woke up and listened to a WOG discuss this season of discord and how each one of us on every day should be fruit on one accord. We each have to share as we reflect on the work of Jesus in healing, delivering, teaching and preaching. I have been invited to teach a Sunday School class and the lesson is on “Gideon’s Call” and the focus that our Lord God is with us as we share our unique responses.