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Fires of Love
Sharing a Story
( A story of inspiration that I received made me want to write this and then share the story with you...I did not write the last story and have no idea who did...I always get in trouble when I try to share) ???
My grand children and their parent's visited this last 4 days and it just re-affirmed my Love for them...Cooking for four teenage boys is a job, but they pitched in and even did some dish washing (since G-Ma doesn't own a dishwasher) and we had so much fun...We built a bon-fire under the stars one evening and sat there talking, making plans and remembering other nights here in the same spot...
This time was different for me though, getting up in age and making a date with my 11 year old for when he is 21...and watching the older boys forging swords out of some tubing that was red hot and they were pounding away til it was flat...did a fine job too...me and my daughter sitting there enjoying champagne and pop corn and the kids roasting marshmellows...and of course the whole bag disappeared before me and my daughter (the youngest of my 3 children) could get one...but oh well...we stayed up late and it was so nice in the fresh cool air with the voices of the children's excitment over their forged treasure's !!
As long as it can seem at times... it is always sad for me whenst they leave...Usually (and today was no exception) I am crying...I just miss the hub bub and hussle of family life...the family all sitting together at the supper table, saying grace and just chit chat...the adults sitting around while the kids pick up our mess from cooking and then the doing of the dishes and the laughter that always comes... the stories that are told and the solving of the world's problems...
Well after they leave and I cry and run to my computer to catch up...I found this in an e-mail and it so hit me...hard I might add...as I see my life slipping away and time moving so quickly and here I am, an old woman happy to be on a computer...looking still for my purpose here on earth???..I hope you enjoy this and maybe it will help someone...like it did me :O) Hugs G-Ma
When your hut's on fire.....
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and to store his few possessions. One day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out, 'God! How could you do this to me?' Early the next day, he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! 'How did you know I was here?' asked the weary man of his rescuers. 'We saw your smoke signal,' they replied.
The Moral of This Story:
It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of our pain and suffering. Remember that the next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal that summons the Grace of God.
Peace and Love to all...