Hugs from the Heart


This is for all my friends and family I haven’t been able to reach lately! This includes church and blogging friends. I will be delighted to get at least one hug back.¬† ūüôā Happy Saturday.

~~~ What lovely friends I have on here who are so thoughtful in thinking of me in my time of loss Mom and Dad. I wish I could hug back to all of you! Blessings, Katherine xox 10th February 2014 ~~~ Prayer hugs

My Runaway Imagination


My imagination just ran away with me when I saw this photo. I can’t help give it the title of Giraffic Park. (sorry) Happy Monday, anyway. P.S. My friend Joyce will like it.

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Batting A Thousand


Batting a thousand is basically a term in baseball where a player will hit the ball every time he/she comes to bat. It may also mean success in an endeavor when a goal is reached.

When blogging became my hobby in 2014 it was a means of promoting my soon-to-be-published book, My Precious Life. It was not my intention to continue blogging once the book was launched. However, I seemed to be ensconced in this writing habit and when the number of posts began creeping past the eight-hundred mark, it became my goal to reach a thousand.

This is it…my one-thousandth post on My Precious Life, the Blog.

It has been a fun journey and I have met many blogging friends along the way. Is there another thousand posts in me? Only time will tell, but now I know what it feels like to bat a thousand.

The Face of Courage


A few weeks ago a friend was diagnosed with stage four cancer. She was devastated to hear this news and became sad and depressed.

After many more tests and appointments, she began to hope that with the right treatment, perhaps it wouldn’t be as bad as it sounded.

And then the other shoe dropped. Terminal. The prognosis is a few weeks, perhaps months.

This lady picked up the pieces of what life she has left and began preparing to die. Her affairs are in order and her family, while being heartbroken, is comfortingly close and supportive.

In conversation with her, I am overwhelmed by a sense of respect, admiration, and inspiration.

Her family, friends and church family are praying earnestly for a miracle.

As she faces her second chemo treatment today, which will hopefully prolong her life beyond the prognosis, I am praying for her, and hope whoever reads this, wherever in the world, will also offer prayer for this courageous lady.

 

 

 

 

 

My Feathered Friends


Sometimes it’s the little things that can put a smile on your face. For me it was seeing my first robin of the Spring on Thursday, and right on his tail, appeared my favorite feathered friends…the cardinal and his mate.

Whatever it is that puts a smile on your face, have a happy Saturday.

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About Pigs


I have a best friend who lives in heaven. Her favorite animal on earth was the pig and so today I am remembering her with this picture that came to me from Pinterest. I took some time out to do a little research about this animal which sometimes gets only derogatory comments.

Pigs have excellent memories. Studies have shown that pigs can remember where food is stored and places where they have found food before. They can also remember directions and can find their way home from great distances. Pigs can recognize and remember humans and up to 30 other pigs.

In the Chinese zodiac, the pig represents fortune, honesty and happiness. How appropriate for this honest, happy animal that is smart, lovable and forgiving.

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Let’s Play Pretends


One of my earliest childhood memories is playing a game called Let’s Play Pretends. You could be anything or anyone you wanted to be and were never questioned about it; from princesses to movie stars to singers and dancers and acrobats. Pretending was such fun.

On a mini vacation a few weeks ago with some friends, I found myself behind the pulpit in a very old Presbyterian church in New Glasgow, Ontario. I was pretending to be a preacher. (Call it my second childhood…after all I am eighty-one!) It was a beautiful church with lots of character and for fun I had this picture taken.

I didn’t have a sermon ready and just as well or my friends would have left me there talking to myself, I’m sure.

It goes to show that our imagination can stay with us as long as we are willing to entertain it in games like “Let’s Play Pretends”. Here’s the sermon I would have preached. Happy Sunday.

He replied, ‚ÄúBecause you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‚ÄėMove from here to there,‚Äô and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.‚ÄĚ Matthew 17:20