May 20, 2013

Send a Little Note – Spread a Little Joy

Show them you care.

Who doesn’t love to receive little unexpected notes of encouragement?  As I mentioned yesterday in my Wordless Wednesday post, last year I received a beautiful Paper Coterie desk calendar from a conference and could not bear to dispose of it after the year had passed and the calendar had been rendered irrelevant.  Now to some, this might seem frivolous or maybe even verging on hording…but to me, I knew there would be an opportunity for me to use the adorable and uplifting illustrations included in the calendar.  Since the calendar ended in July, I’ve been rolling over a few ideas of what to do with the left-overs – I’d most recently considered framing them in a large collage for the office and admittedly, that is a pretty great use but I think I’ve found a way to breathe new life into this calendar.

Last night after reading Rajean’s fantastic post about Booing your friends, I couldn’t stop thinking of ways I could spread a little joy and positivity to my friends and family scattered around the world and that’s when it hit me.  These calendar illustrations are the perfect first step!  On the back of each month is a lined area for writing notes about the month, which I hadn’t used (I blog and am a social media addict, trust me it’s all documented already) but which made the perfect spot for a kind note or uplifting thought.  I quickly pulled out my desk scissors and snipped off the calendar section of the card and set to work making my first note.

The cards have just enough room to send a short note while still having room to address it so you can mail a note to a friend far a way and the quality of card stock is perfectly suited for note writing as well.  I had so much fun thinking of nice things to write to my friends and family and will be sending these out sporadically throughout the year to those who need to hear it.  I’m hoping it’ll be a blessing to them, as they have been a blessing to me.

How do you show your friends and family you care?

 

Beastie Boy Co-Founder Adam ‘MCA’ Yauch Remembered

Way back when I was young, thin and rebellious one of the very first bands I chose for myself was The Beastie Boys.  With their white-boy rap sound mixed with rock and lyrics that appealed to the bad a&% I thought I was, Mike D., Ad-Rock, and MCA lyrically solidified themselves forever as musical geniuses in my book.  Today I join the millions of Beastie Boy fans who are brokenhearted as we bid a fond farewell to Beastie co-founder, Adam “MCA” Yauch.  MCA passed away earlier today, May 4th 2012, due to complications from cancer.

May you continue to spin ill beats in the afterlife.

MCA directed Intergalactic under an assumed name in 1998 and the song won them one of their three Grammys.

Here’s another of my favorites Sabotage.

Which Beastie Boy song is your favorite?

All music videos are property of emi music and are shared from their YT channel.
Image Credit: BeastieBoys.com

 

3 Ways to Support Children’s Heart Project

Sam aritan’s Purse through the Children’s Heart Project (CHP) has helped to bring over 800 children to the United States for life saving operations and there are always more children on their list and if you’re like me you want to help support them, but just may not know how. If you’re a medical professional and are interested in helping CHP you can contact them by calling (828) 262-1980 or by shooting them an e-mail.

If you’re not a medical professional, but still want to help here are

3 ways to support Children’s Heart Project

  • 1)      Coordinate a community yard sale where all of the proceeds go to CHP.
  • 2)      Donate.  Even if you can’t coordinate an event you can still make a personal donation and every little bit helps bring a child closer to health.
  • 3)      Pray for the children on the list, the hospitals that are helping, and all of the people involved.

Now you’ve got 3 easy-to-do, high impact ways to support Children’s Heart Project, the question is:

How do you support CHP?

Three Hearts Documentary Review – A Samaritan’s Purse – Tommy Nelson Project

Just yesterday, since we had a two hour school delay, I popped the documentary Three Hearts into the laptop so that I could write this review…90 minutes later I was changed.  I couldn’t write this review yesterday, my heart was still too heavy and broken…and full.  I had to take all day and last night to mull over what I had seen – to talk with Jon about the lives that were effected in this movie.  I needed time to pray about it and let God speak  to me about it…before…before I could bring anything to you beyond my initial, “wow.” reaction.

Have you ever been there?

Where you’ve seen something you’re sure has changed you, but all you can think is “wow.”?

And you know honestly, I’m not sure I’m there yet.  It’s all still so fresh.  My heart is still so … full, but I’m going to try.

Three Hearts Review

Three Hearts is the story of Billy Graham’s granddaughter, Cissie Graham Lynch’s first project after coming on to work with Children’s Heart Project, a branch of Samaritan’s Purse that brings children to the United States for life saving surgery.  The documentary takes you through the tough and sometimes personal choices made by the CHP staff, Cissie, and the children & their families.  Through the movie you grow to love Otga, Toggie, and Uugna and their families (not to mention the host families that support and love the children/mothers), don’t tell me about it being a short time…you do, trust me.  I was afraid for them, I cheered with them, and I cried with them.  The documentary gave an inside look at how one branch of outreach is touching countless lives while also weighing the risks and showing the struggles each person faces along the way.  I am a better person for watching this documentary.

Lordy, how I cried.  When, not if, when you watch this movie do so prepared – arm yourself with a box of tissues.

After the movie I sat up, ready to do whatever I could to help, I want to spread the news of what Children’s Heart Project is doing for children all over the world.  I want everyone I know to see this movie, to be touched, and to then in turn spread the news.

So I’m going to pray about it, I’m going to write about CHP, and I’m wait for the Lord to show me how He wants me to move.  I know he does, but I am learning to be quiet and listen to His Still Quiet Voice.

I’m praying you’ll watch Three Hearts, that you’ll let it change your heart, and that you’ll support them in any way you can.

Watch the trailer and tell me this doesn’t spur you into action.

Later this week, I’ll be adding more information about Children’s Heart Project as my March Community Impact Feature and providing you with 3 ways you can support CHP right where you live.

In the meantime:

Buy Three Hearts and watch it (not an affiliate link).

Like Samaritan’s Purse and Children’s Heart Project on Facebook.

Watch this trailer for Three Hearts too.

 

What are you doing to spread the message of Love this week?

Disclosure: I was provided the DVD for review, but received no compensation from Samaritan’s Purse.  No affiliate links were used or other means of reimbursement.  All thoughts, feelings, and prayers are my own.
Image Courtesy: Flickr - Three Hearts Project

Thankful Year ‘Round

Tonight I’m thankful.

Yes, I said tonight. I’m not always thankful and I am ashamed to admit it.  Often I am stressed, frazzled and frayed, over-work, under-paid, and everything in between.

But not tonight.

Tonight I am thankful for my sweet husband who is so patient and kind.  A true partner in my life, a devoted and well-loved father, and a truly brilliant man.

Tonight I am thankful for my opinionated, strong-willed, kind-hearted, passionate small people.  Their light shines so brightly in my life.

Tonight I am thankful for parents who love me unconditionally, completely.

Tonight I am thankful that I have beautiful, bright, heroines for sisters.  Real strong women whom I am endlessly proud of and who have more heart than many people will ever experience.

 

Tonight I am thankful for cousins who ‘get’ me, however that may be.  Their irreverent humor and intense loyalty astounds me.

Tonight I am thankful for extended family far and wide and the love they bring into my life.

Tonight I am thankful for my friends, both on and offline.  As real and dear to me as family.

 

For each person that has touched my life this year, last year, or in any year forwards and backwards…

I am thankful for you.

May you be blessed.

May I remember to be thankful year ’round.

GA Mother-Daughter Mission Adventure Camp – Friday Night

Yesterday I shared with you my fears and misgivings about attending GA Mother-Daughter Mission Adventure camp, today I wanted to share what our first night was like; Friday Night.  Serenaded by the “Bazooka Bubble Gum” song and after stopping for some ice cream (and onion rings), our church van rolled into CC camp late Friday afternoon.  Assigned to cabin 10, five moms and five beautiful little girls made the arduous journey up Mt. Killamommy, our arms laden with luggage and our backs laden with “glisten” (cause you know Southern women do not sweat).  Minutes after arrival in the warm cabin (not to worry I promptly turned the AC up) the girls were begging their already exhausted mama’s for some pool time.  Now this mama didn’t bring a bathing suit thinking she wouldn’t really want to swim anyway (even though I ALWAYS want to swim), but thankfully all the other mamas decided to sit this pool session out and we let the kiddos play in the shallows while we gabbed.

After pool time, we headed to dinner at the dining hall and then to chapel for worship.  Always a favorite of the girls, the young women who lead the camp never cease to amaze me and bring joy to the masses of squealing girls.  These amazing young women sang, danced (honestly, my least favorite part of camp…the hand motions), did skits, and put on puppet shows for the audience of captivated girls and contented mamas.  The camp had a welcome party that night complete with limbo (I have rug burn), games, and message in a bottle making.  At one point the adorable Recreations Leader asked what the girls would write on a message in a bottle to tell someone about Jesus. KG instantly throws her hand (and I’m expecting something profound because this is KG) and says, “I’d tell them He’s our Savior and God created us, NOT monkeys.  I laughed until I cried.

That night KG met an incredibly inspriational missionary named Gaby, who had served in Bolivia and South Africa and was kind enough to share her story with us.  KG was fascinated by her and wanted to know more about where Gaby was from (Ecuador) and the adventures she had had.

Craft time reared it’s ugly head after the party and if it sounds like I don’t enjoy craft time that’s because I don’t. I do not have a single crafty bone in my body.  I am the antithesis of the crafty mom. Seriously, craft supplies run screaming from me. And to make it even better? We were decorating sailor hats. Yep. Sailor hats. My face is not one that looks good—or even cute—in a hat.  Least of all in a sailor hat.  Thankfully one of the moms with us is quite the Crafty Caroline and willingly took pity on the rest of us by writing our names with an anchor on our hats.  All I had to do was stamp a shell on the hat…guess what…I managed to do it without messing up! Yay me!

Finally at 10pm (!!) we all dropped, exhausted, into our sleeping bags and onto bunks.

GA Mother-Daughter Mission Adventure Camp, it certainly was an adventure

Last Friday I had honor of joining my daughter, KG, and 4 other moms & daughters at our local Girls in Action (GA) Mother Daughter Mission Adventure camp.  To say that KG was excited on the days leading up to the camp would be a gross understatement.  She was beside herself with excitement.  I was excited too, although I have to admit to being less excited than she.  I was worried about being the youngest mom and being the odd-man out of the group, even though I’ve known each of these women and their daughters for a long time.   Maybe that was part of it.

One of these women knew me well while I was my most obnoxious; my teenage years.  She saw me act like a fool for too many years & I can’t help but wonder how and if that colors her perception of me. The other women, though I had gone to church with them for a long time (and our church is quite small), I didn’t *really* know well (my own fault). I didn’t know what to   expect and the days leading up to camp were filled with self-doubt and plain old anxiety, but by the time we pulled out of the church parking lot Friday afternoon I had put it all aside and was fully focused on having a good time with my girl.

I can be really slow to hear God speak or to see Him move, much like this turtle.  I spent a lot of time praying for guidance and that God’s hand would be visible throughout the weekend; I prayed that we would have fun and that KG would find her place with these sweet girls.  I know God was present this weekend, I certainly felt his presence. The weekend was so jam packed full of fun and activities I can’t fit it all in one post.  Come back every day this week to keep up with our adventures!

St. Baldrick’s – February’s Community Impact Feature

St. Baldrick's February Community Impact Feature Next month a very brave friend of mine along with many, many other brave souls will shave their heads in honor of someone they know who is a warrior with cancer.  In this case it is her son, Noah.  Noah has been battling cancer for over a year now, but hasn’t ever lost his personality and will to fight.Of course that will was inherited by his amazing mother Jen. Jen {and the rest of Noah’s family} has been battling right beside him the whole way, posting Caring Bridge updates and shaving her head last year in honor of Noah.

This year she has teamed up with another young mother of a cancer warrior, Sam, to raise money & awareness for St. Baldrick’s by shaving their heads March 13th, 2011 at the 4th Street Live! St. Baldrick’s event.  I, personally, would love it if you would consider donating something to their team, Bald for our Boys, to help them raise funding for cancer research.

St. Baldricks, Bald for our Boys, Community Impact Feature

According to the St. Baldrick’s Foundation’s website:

The St. Baldrick’s Foundation is a volunteer-driven charity committed to funding the most promising research to find cures for childhood cancers and give survivors long and healthy lives.

Begun as a challenge among friends, St. Baldrick’s has helped fund $56.9 million dollars in childhood cancer research since 2000 and more than $14 million in 2010 alone!  St. Baldrick’s  has more than 106 grant awards currently being funded and they are committed to helping the profession’s best and brightest doctors pursue childhood cancer research.  St. Baldrick’s is committed to finding  and using the best treatments possible for treating childhood cancer.

St. Baldrick's February Community Impact Feature I chose to feature Bald for our Boys and St. Baldrick’s as my February Community Impact Feature because the work their doing and the lives they touch are worthy of recognition and support.  Please consider supporting Bald for our Boys, Cassie and Jen, Noah and Sam, and all the cancer warriors out there by giving a donation today!

*I received no compensation for this post, only the warm-fuzzies one gets when helping another human (or organization) make a difference.  If you know a charity, individual, or organization that is making a difference in your community (or the world community) please contact me!*

*Bald for our Boys Image & Image of Sam and Noah by Cassie and her awesome blog, Alex and Cassie*

*St. Baldrick’s Logo courtesy of St. Baldricks*

Affirmation Works or How My Day ROCKED!!

I’m really tired and am headed to read a chapter in Content Rules and The Power of Words, but absolutely had to tell you about my day!

So last Sunday I wrote about how Jon and I were embarking on a new Journey and would be playing some Money Games each month of 2011.  This month’s Money Game requires positive thinking {which ties in beautifully with what I’ve been reading recently} and speaking affirmations aloud.  I have been praying for, affirming, trusting, and expecting a specific amount of money that I would need to make before I go to Blissdom at the end of this month.  Yesterday when I sent out a quote to a potential client concerning my helping them with some social media work it never occurred to me that the quote was the exact same amount that I had been believing for.  Today, I met with the potential client and after chatting for a short period of time the client was signing me a check for the exact amount I needed. I was struck by the significance.  God is so amazing.

What this means is I get to do a job that I love for an amazing client, who is in the business of helping people, and can now afford to travel to Nashville, TN and enjoy Blissdom without charging a penny or worrying about how it will affect our budget.

I feel lighter almost.

Thank YOU God!

Guest Post: The Robin and The String

It was a lesson in tenacity! You’ve heard of bulldog tenacity? Well, this is Robin tenacity. One 10 ounce bird and her determination to build her house.

Proverbs 14:1 says, “A wise woman builds her house but a foolish one tears it down with her own hands.”

A few weeks ago I was looking out the bathroom window, early in the morning. It was light out but the sun wasn’t quite shining in our valley yard. Out the window is a white lilac bush with a shoot of growth about eight inches from the main trunk. The shoot is tied to the larger bush with a cotton string tied in a tight bow. Mrs. Robin was on the grass under the string. She would jump up, grab the cotton string and fly off; however, she would only get about a foot because the tied string would not allow her to fly off with it. She did this exercise about ten times and finally gave up and flew away. My husband joined me at the window and we were cracking up! This little episode would have won first place on America’s Funniest Videos and was definitely a good lesson in tenacity.

When my children were little one of our favorite books was The Best Nest by P.D. Eastman. Perhaps you are familiar with it. Mrs. Bird becomes dissatisfied with her nest and leaves it in search of a better nest – Mr. Bird frantically searches for her all over the countryside and finally during a thunderstorm he finds himself at his old nest and lo and behold, Mrs. Bird is sitting there on a couple of eggs, singing: I love my house, I love my nest, in all the world this nest is best! A story with a great message of being content with what one has.

Getting back to our own Mrs. Robin – I took a piece of loose string and went out to the lilac bush and draped it over the tied piece, leaving it loose and available. I was hoping to see our feathered friend come back and victoriously grab the string one more time and fly off with it. I never did see her come back, but come back she did because the next morning the loose string was gone. Hmm…is there a lesson for me in this bird story?

How many times do I try and try to do something similar to pulling a secure, tied string from a branch – knowing full well after two or three tries that “the thing” is not going to budge? And then in my frustration and defeat, my (heavenly) Father, who has watched my struggle, comes along with His grace and mercy and places a loose string for me to fly away with?

Friends, I hope we all learn the lesson to be tenacious in our efforts. Keep on keeping on – that loose string may be the next thing within our reach and then we will FLY!

(NOTE: the photo is real and my husband took it May 7,2010. We were trimming our big tree and I nearly bumped into the nest and then I saw those three necks reaching high with their beaks open waiting for Mama to bring some dinner. I didn’t notice the string until I uploaded the photo this morning. How cool is that?

Susan Shipe, referred to by her friends as a “wordsmith” loves to share her thoughts on many different areas of her life. She has a God-given gift for encouraging women. The author of a devotion-journal, A Pruned Branch, Susan can be found blogging about hope, heart, and home at www.hopehearthome.com