What Is Lonnie's Room?

There is a room in our home to which I navigate more frequently than the others. It makes me feel secure, it is cozy, and it is quiet. From the peak of the room, there is a large rusty metal angel suspended by a very thin wire. It would apear as if the angel is hovering over me, protecting, and always present. The lighting in the room creates a virtual display of dancing shadows around the angel.

Every evening when I am in "MY ROOM", I think of what Luciano de Crescenzo once said, "We are all like one-winged angels. it is only when we help each other that we can fly."

Sunday, June 23, 2013

Could Have Been Me... But it wasn't!

I want to share something with you today that a friend had forwarded to me.    I do not know the author or precisely where this was taken from... but it could have been me at any time in the last year.  I chuckled as I read it and thought .. oh yeah.... could have been me.  Hope you enjoy and share in the wisdom of the words.
"Lord, Thou knowest me better than I know myself, that I am growing older and will someday be old.  Keep me from getting talkative, and particularly from the fatal habit of thinking I must say something on every subject and on every occasion.  Release me from craving to try to straighten out everybody's affairs.  Keep my mind free from the recital of endless details, and give me wings to get to the point.  I ask for grace enough to listen to the tales of others, help me to endure them with patience, but seal my lips on my own aches and pains.  They are increasing and my love of rehearsing them is increasing as the years go by.  Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally it is possible that I may  be mistaken."

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