SUNDAY SCRIBBLINGS / SOMEWHERE

When my youngest son, was about 6 years old he attended the Academy Arts Summer Camp. He learned how to sing in sign language “ Somewhere Out There” from Fivel and the American Tale. He was an adorable curly haired little boy who took his role very seriously. To me it was just yesterday, but now he is 30 years old and has lost most of his curls. I dedicate this writing to him

Somewhere out there your dreams will come true
Somewhere out there,
there is a God who loves you

Your plans have taken you far from home
But know that from your mother’s heart you’ll never roam
I bless you and love you.
I pray for your success.

Make God number one and he will do the rest.

and you will fly.

Chris Rice \ Deep Enough To Dream

Lazy summer afternoon

Screened in porch and nothin' to do

I just kicked off my tennis shoes

Slouchin' in a plastic chair

Rakin' my fingers through my hair

I close my eyes and I leave them there

And I yawn, and sigh, and slowly fade away

Deep enough to dream in brilliant colors

I have never seen

Deep enough to join a billion people

For a wedding feast

Deep enough to reach out and touch

The face of the One who made me

And oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace

Do I ever have to wake up

Awakened by a familiar sound

A clumsy fly is buzzin' around

He bumps the screen and he tumbles down

He gathers about his wits and pride

And tries again for the hundredth time

'Cause freedom calls from the other side

And I smile and nod, and slowly drift away

Deep enough to dream in brilliant colors

I have never seen

Deep enough to join a billion people

For a wedding feast

Deep enough to reach out and touch

The face of the One who made me

And oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace

Do I ever have to wake up

'Cause peace is pouring over my soul

See the lambs and the lions playin'

I join in and I drink the music

Holiness is the air I'm breathin'

My faithful heroes break the bread

And answer all of my questions

Not to mention what the streets are made of

My heart's held hostage by this love

And these brilliant colors I have never seen

I join a billion people for a wedding feast

And I reach out and touch the face of the One who made me

And oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace

Do I ever have to wake up

Do I ever have to wake up

Do I ever have to wake up

Do I really have to wake up now

The Tag:

Jot down 5 of your favorite quotes from the various books you’ve read. If you don’t have the books with you now, Googling (Wikiquotes and the like) can be used to find them. Tag up to five people and acknowledge the person who tagged you.

I tagged Vicki , Karla , Brooke, Kim

Ok here are some of my favorite quotes from some of the books that I have read.

Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don't know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!

Men who look on nature, and their fellow-men, and cry that all is dark and gloomy, are in the right; but the sombre colours are reflections from their own jaundiced eyes and hearts. The real hues are delicate, and need a clearer vision.

"Then one sunny day, they walk out in all innocence and they walk right into the grief that you'd give your life to spare them."- Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

I realize the odds and sciences are against me. But science is not the total answer; this I have learned in my lifetime. And that leaves me with the belief that miracles, no matter how inexplicable or unbelievable, are real and can occur without regard to the natural order of things. ~ The Notebook

and because it's time for dinner and I can't think anymore, I will use my favorite quote.

I'll think about it tomorrow. After all... tomorrow is another day.

What is Love

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.

1 Corinthians 13

Be sure to turn off music before you click on video

Sunday Scribblings
Sunday Scribblings was set up to provide inspiration and motivation for anyone who enjoys writing and would like a weekly challenge. But my true story is much more romantic than any story that I could make up. I have been married for 37 years to my soul mate.

He had just returned from Vietnam, June 1969 and I was visiting my sister who lived on the same street as his family. My sister was married and had two children and she knew that I was looking for a new boyfriend. She suggested that we ride her bicycles around the block because this nice looking guy who had just returned from Vietnam was always outside working on his BMW. Sure enough, there he was working on that yellow, soon to be repainted silver BMW. We stopped and chatted, she then invited him down to have ice cream. Well, wouldn’t you know it she was out of ice cream. So she sent the two of us to the grocery store. ( I think she planned it that way)
After the very first date I knew immediately that I had found my soul mate. He knew it too.

We were married June 26, 1971.

My "Daughter" Vicki, has tagged me on this little challenge to list six unspectacular quirks of mine. The rules are at the bottom and I have to pass them on to six people but I don’t really know 6 people in the blog world yet, so if you would like to participate leave me a comment with a link to your blog.

Ok here it goes…..

1.) I can’t stand to have shoes on in the house. The minute I walk in the door my feet start screaming “Get those shoes OFF”!

2.) I play a game with myself when I clean. I will walk in a room and say ok you can’t leave this room until you have picked up, cleaned or neaten 10 items. Then as I put away those things I will do the same thing in the room that it has taken me. The next thing you know the house is clean.

3.) I can’t sleep without covers no matter how warm it is, but I don’t like my feet covered up. Go figure.

4.) Never put my coffee in a glass, or plastic mug. It changes the taste just give a big ceramic mug. Also I hate eating with plastic utensils.

5.) I like playing computer games like Tetris, Scrabble, Bubble Town and Sims (I like building the houses). But it is cutting into my reading time so I need to go to “computer games anonymous”.

6.) I am really quirky because after I have had a nice conversation with someone I will analyze the whole conversation in my mind and wish I had said something different.

Here are the rules:

1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules on your blog.
3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.

Observations

Fragile Glass

Fragile Souls

We keep the fragile glass safe in our cupboard

therefore it is seldom used.

So goes the Fragile Soul safe tucked away -

but like the glass it will be more beautiful when used

to bring people to the Great Banquet Table!

Dreams

I had reservations about using the name Dreamswept but I would do anything to please my Granddaughter including standing on my head. (Which of course I can’t do) But after thinking about it a bit and doing some internet research. I decide that it would be a good name and it brought me back to the time that I had a life like dream where I was lifted up into the heavens and saw the great light that everyone talks about. I felt great peace and love. It was more than mere words could describe. Then a voice spoke to me and asked questions. I communicated without talking. (Don’t ask me what was said because I couldn’t remember even immediately after I woke up.) After communicating for awhile I started drifting away from the light. As I returned to my body I woke up and felt my whole body tingle like the pins and needles you get when your foot falls asleep. The next day I gave a talk to a youth group and was able to help many of the young people with their struggles and pain.

A Blog that will take on a life of it's own.

My daughter talked me into starting a blog and my grandaughter picked the title. So begins the blog that is going to take on a life of it's own. I hope to not only improve my ability to express myself but to also share my experiences and possibly bring joy and God's love to others.

Welcome to My Blog!