I am Patricia Ann Boyes and have just become a first time published author at the age of seventy-seven. I am so excited! The title of my book is My Precious Life, and is now available for sale in Hardcover, Paperback, Kobo, Kindle and various e-books. The book is available on many online book stores such as Amazon.ca, Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, Amazon.uk, Westbow Press, to name a few.
In April of this year I posted an excerpt from each of the forty chapters, and they can still be read by scrolling down to the beginning of this blog. “My Precious Life” is meant to be an inspiration to those who are struggling with life’s lessons, and wondering what they are all about. The feedback the book is receiving is touching on just that. “Wonderful…I couldn’t put it down…inspiring…” These are some of the comments coming back to me, and I’m so thankful for the interest it is generating.
After I posted the first forty excerpts, I continued to blog a post a day, and am still blogging! I love it, and have met some wonderful people in the blogging community. Here again, comments are positive and uplifting.
Here is a link to my church web site. My church is a focal point in my life and is featured in my book which is why I’m including its link.
Thank you for visiting “My Precious Life”. I look forward to hearing your comments on “My Precious Life” the Blog and the Book:
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Awareness is paying attention to the things that unfold in our lives that we would normally ignore. When we concentrate on awareness we realize that it is the little things in life that grab our attention and actually make us more aware. This has obviously been on my mind for several years because I have written two poems about being aware; one in 1979 and the other in 2016.
A NEW DIMENSION
Somewhere between each rising
and setting of the sun
a new dimension opens up
to each and everyone.
It’s there for us to welcome
a new challenge, a new day
we need only make ourselves aware
in every subtle way.
We need only make our senses
come alive, alert and more
responsive to the little things
we usually ignore.
So seek that new dimension
it’s there for everyone,
somewhere between each rising
and setting of the sun.
ON BEING AWARE
With pleading voice
I asked the Lord
to make me more aware
and in that instant
watched a sparrow
catch an insect
We never know when something uplifting will come our way or from whence it will come. In this case I was uplifted by a picture and a memory and a reminder that I am still a kid at heart.
When I saw this little guy in my Inbox yesterday it reminded me of a wonderful little song I learned as a child, “God Sees the Little Sparrow Fall.” Here is one verse and the refrain. Happy Sunday.
God made the little birds and flow’rs,
And all things large and small;
He’ll not forget his little ones,
I know He loves them all.
He loves me, too, He loves me, too,
I know He loves me, too;
Because He loves the little things,
I know He loves me, too.
Sometimes I just can’t help myself when it comes to sharing. Here are some more jokes I found on the Internet. Happy Saturday.
Did you hear about the cheese factory that exploded in France? There was nothing left but de Brie.
What do you get from a pampered cow? Spoiled milk.
Why don’t ants ever get sick? Because they have little anty bodies.
What’s the difference between a poorly dressed man on a unicycle and a well-dressed man on a bicycle? Attire
What did one toilet say to the other? You look flushed.
My boss just texted me: “Send me one of your funny jokes!” I texted him back: “I’m busy working. I’ll send one later.” “That’s hilarious,” he said. “Send another one!”
What is worse than raining cats and dogs? Hailing taxis!
Why aren’t koalas actual bears? The don’t meet the koalafications
Where do beef burgers go to dance? The meatball.
What’s orange and sounds like a parrot? A carrot
No groans please.
I guess you could call me an armchair golfer; if I don’t feel like going out I’ll stay at home and putter or maybe iron a tee.
If I need some greens I’ll call a driver to take me out because it’s a fair way to the store.
Sometimes I like to walk in the woods, but I also enjoy going to a ball and a chance to bogey…(or is it boogie?)
Of course I love the birdies and often feel on par with them when I feel like soaring like an eagle.
My armchair golf shoes are worn out; there’s even a hole in one.
Am I handicapped being an armchair golfer? If you think so, please call fore! before you rough me up, take a swing at me, or cart me off for trying to know the game before I know the score.
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith;” 2 Timothy 4:7 Happy Sunday.
PS: God does have a sense of humor. ‘He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. Job 8: 21
Yesterday I read that laughter is good for the heart so I looked up some jokes on the internet.
How do you keep a bagel from getting away? Put lox on it.
A man tells his doctor, “Doc, help me. I’m addicted to Twitter!” The doctor replies, “Sorry, I don’t follow you…”
What kind of exercise do lazy people do? Diddly-squats.
What did the Tin Man say when he got run over by a steamroller? “Curses! Foil again!”
What did the left eye say to the right eye? “Between you and me, something smells.”
How do you make a tissue dance? Put a little boogie in it.
What do you call a magic dog? A labracadabrador.
Why did the frog take the bus to work today? His car got toad away.
What did the buffalo say when his son left for college? Bison.
Once my dog ate all the Scrabble tiles. He kept leaving little messages around the house.
Paranoia has reached absurd stages. I sneezed in front of my laptop and the anti-virus started a scan on its own.
Anyone chuckling yet? Happy Saturday.
I’d love to be in on it but include me out.
The deafening silence was heard by all.
It’s an open secret that I love jumbo shrimps.
I’m clearly confused by passive aggressive behavior.
If you fall and break your legs, don’t come running to me.
I’m not sure but I can give you a definite perhaps.
Thank God I’m an atheist.
It’s absolutely impossible, but it has possibilities.
You get the idea; now you can have fun with oxymorons too, or you may accept to decline the suggestion.
Being between blogs, sheer boredom had me staring at the name on my body lotion container, Glysomed. While routinely rubbing the contents into my hands and arms, I began breaking the name down into as many different words as I could think of. I called this idle activity brain push-ups. It sounds somewhat like an activity don’t you think?
Bottom line is this one word, Glysomed, produced fifty 55 other words.
That was my brain push-up for the day…want to give it a try? Please let me know when you come up with more than fifty-five words, and accept my congratulations on being the best at brain push-ups. Happy Tuesday.
Here are a few prayers to think about and/or practice at your leisure. They come to me from everywhere…books, devotionals, sermons, and even the ether. Happy Sunday.
Thank you loving Father, for watching over all seasons of my life. Help me to trust in you and enjoy the life you’ve given me. (Our Daily Bread)
Jesus Christ, the great I AM, have mercy on me. (to be repeated until desired effect is felt)
My Father in Heaven, Infinite Spirit of life and love and wisdom and power, in whom I live and move and have my being, whence cometh my help, manifest Thyself in me. Help me to open myself to the highest wisdom and insight and love and power, that I may serve Thee and my fellow-man, and all my fellow-creatures faithfully, and that I may have the Divine guidance and care, and that all my needs be supplied. Oh Christ within, enfold and lead me and reign supreme, that the One Life that is my life I may realize and manifest ever more fully. I am strong in the Infinite Spirit of life and love and wisdom and power. I have and shall have the Divine guidance and care; for it is the Father that worketh in me – My Father works and I work. Amen. Ralph Waldo Trine (In Tune With the Infinite)
There are so many things on the face of this earth that are unexplainable, unbelievable, and out of the ordinary. I love when I stumble on one of them like this beauty. This is the caption that accompanied it: Can you believe how beautiful this bird is – God does good work!!! If God cares this much about a bird, can you only imagine how much he loves us. Just look at those colors! Happy Saturday.
It’s been awhile since a poem has composed itself in my mind and with never knowing what the next day will bring in this world of uncertainty, here is Just For Today:
Just for today…
may your sun shine a little brighter,
may your pain be less severe
may your eyes behold the beautiful
may sweet sounds fill your ear
may your thoughts be full of gladness
may good things come your way
may your heart be filled with love and peace
just for today.