While browsing Twitter a few months ago with the hashtag "wife", I came across a Twitter user who promotes wives and marriage. Her tweets were encouraging and uplifting to me, especially during difficult moments I had.
From WifedUp.Com -
"Wifed Up is a pro marriage women’s knitwear brand founded in 2010. With
a mix of soft fabrics, unique designs, poetry and lots of love, Wifed
Up offers a fashionable voice for well deserving wives.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
Scentsy - Jan. 2013 - "Bring Back My Bar" is here!
Twice a year Scentsy let's the customers vote on which discontinued scentsy bars they want to bring back for one month. The winning bars have been selected and will be available beginning January 1, 2013 (( https://jamielynn1027.scentsy.us ))
Here are the winners!! -
Scentsy - Jan. 2013 Warmer & Scent of the Month
Each month we have a Warmer of the month and a Scent of the month. These are always 10% off during their featured month.
January's Warmer of the month is "Be Mine" - a Valentine's warmer. "Cupid is bringing out the bling this Valentine’s Day! Be Mine is a radiant, patent-red warmer featuring a sparkling stunner of a bejeweled heart. Give it to that special someone, or just treat yourself!"
January's Warmer of the month is "Be Mine" - a Valentine's warmer. "Cupid is bringing out the bling this Valentine’s Day! Be Mine is a radiant, patent-red warmer featuring a sparkling stunner of a bejeweled heart. Give it to that special someone, or just treat yourself!"
Sunday, December 16, 2012
To All Parents - by Edgar Guest
A woman messaged me and told me I might like and want to share a poem that someone gave to her when her daughter died. Maybe it will help comfort those who are struggling right now.
To All Parents
"I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine," he said,"for you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three, but will you,till I call her back, take care of her for me? She'll bring her charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief, you'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise she will stay; since all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn. I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have chosen you. Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain, nor hate me when I come to call to take her back again?"
"I fancied that I heard them say,"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done! For all the joy this child shall bring, the risk of grief will run. We'll shelter her with tenderness,we'll live her while we may, and for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay; but should the angels call for her much sooner than we've planned, we'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!"
By Edgar Guest
To All Parents
"I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine," he said,"for you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three, but will you,till I call her back, take care of her for me? She'll bring her charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief, you'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise she will stay; since all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn. I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have chosen you. Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain, nor hate me when I come to call to take her back again?"
"I fancied that I heard them say,"Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done! For all the joy this child shall bring, the risk of grief will run. We'll shelter her with tenderness,we'll live her while we may, and for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay; but should the angels call for her much sooner than we've planned, we'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!"
By Edgar Guest
A Poem for the Sandy Hook tragedy ♥
This is beautiful ♥
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
...they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing ...of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
By: Cameo Smith
((Found on FB))
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
...they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing ...of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
By: Cameo Smith
((Found on FB))
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
How To Get a Man to do What you Want - Mark Gungor
This session was good too! Mark Gungor talks about how to get men to do what we want and of course adds some humor to it.
Do you ever have to ask your husband to do something more than once? I know I do, although I don't ask him to do much. And, do you hate having to ask more than once? Again, I do.. and why do I hate it? I'll say what most of you are probably thinking after reading that question ----- Because I shouldn't have to ask more than once!!! Right?
Do you ever have to ask your husband to do something more than once? I know I do, although I don't ask him to do much. And, do you hate having to ask more than once? Again, I do.. and why do I hate it? I'll say what most of you are probably thinking after reading that question ----- Because I shouldn't have to ask more than once!!! Right?
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