Song

When I owned an independent book store I listened to hours and hours of inspired song.  That is when I fell hard for music.  I noticed the difference a melody could make.  I noticed customers unaware rejoicing when certain tunes played.  I noticed employee's moods shift when they heard their favorite instruments.  Most of all I noticed my heart.  I noticed my spirit elevate and peace seemed more real when good music played over my head.  I love Fernando Ortega.  His talent moveS me, lifts me, reminds me.  
Click titles to listen to a little worship by Fernando Ortega. 

Let the Words of My Mouth
Oh God, You Are My God
I heard the Voice of Jesus Say

Seeing

Most of the time I look around and see greatness.  I see kind people.  I see others trying.  I love my neighbors and I am aware of blessings.  And then, sometimes I have trouble seeing.  sometimes I think small.  I forget.  I forget all that I know.  I forget how good God is. This video reminds me.  Reminds me that I have a choice.  Reminds me that I might be blind to what is true. Thank you President Uchtdorf for reminding me to look.

Oh My

I made a mistake.  Some way, some how, 

with a click of the mouse I removed all the comments 

posted on Finding Freckles.  Blogghelper says 

"Once a comment has been deleted, there is no 

way to recover it".  Bummer.  I want to apologize 

to those who have taken the time to share and 

encourage all who visit to please continue to post 

your thoughts and stories.  It is so fun to hear from you.  

Thank you!

Goodness

November 2012 TALK at church. 

I felt inspired as a speaker at church read.  I Loved the ideas in the poem like words.  To me it felt like something I might hear when visiting Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood.  Mr. Rogers wanted my little self to think big thoughts.  Mr. Rogers knew I was smart.  Mr. Rogers knew I could do anything.  He talked of the good in His neighborhood. He KNEW my neighborhood could be good too.  Looking back I am grateful for the time I spent with Mr. Rogers.  So I emailed the church speaker and the Kind church speaker emailed me the source of this lovelY poem. 

Christen D. Larson.

Click Here to read full version. Want to learn more about the way Christian D. Larson thought?  Click Here.  "Just Be Glad" by Christian D. Larson.

People

"To the immature, other people are NOT real".  

In Terry Warner's book he shares lots.  

He shares lots of good stuff.  

The kind of stuff that changed my heart.  

Dr. Warner says that these eight words pierced him.  

He read these words when HE was about 10.  At that 

time he sensed that other people were not real to him.  

"Their feelings and desires 

did not matter to me as much 

as my own; a lot of the time 

they didn't matter to me at all".  

I am trying to think. Me too?  

Could this be true about me too?  Do I see people?  

"I was sensitive enough to be 

disturbed by my insensitivity.  

At that moment, it seemed 

to me supremely important to be 

a person who cared about people." 

Terry teaches.  He is a real thinker.  

"To the immature, other people are NOT real".  

Tonight I am curious how I might be immature? 

Vulnerability

Brene Brown