Elle–Bloomfield Township, MI
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Saw God in Some Advice
My 9 year old son accompanied our 11 year old and me to the older son’s baseball tournament this weekend. In between games we went to get a bite to eat. My younger son and I hit the rest room and, on our way out of the rest room, bumped into an elderly gentleman who asked my son how old he was. My son told him he was nine. The man reached out his arm and said “..do you see this?” He had no hand. My son, startled, said ‘yes.’ The man said “When I was 9 years old, I accidentally shot my hand off with a gun. Please promise me you will never be as stupid as I was to play with guns.” My son promised to remember as did I.
Thanks stranger.
Dan
Saw God in Silence
Prayer in Silence
Still and peaceful time
How grand, the prayer without words
Silence that speaks much.
Don-Warren, MI
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Saw God in Being Good
Lori
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Saw God in a Trophy
Last night I was reading before bed. My daughter had been in bed for a long time but was struggling to fall asleep. About every 10 minutes she would walk into my room with a question or some type of “ailment” that required a hug and kiss. After about the 9th trip into my room I put down my book ready to be stern with her. She handed me one of her trophies she had won. She told me she wanted to give it to me. When I asked why her reply was, “because you are the best mom in the world”. My stern look turned into a big smile. I gave her a huge hug and told her how happy she made me. She walked back to her room. After a couple more trips to my room she finally fell asleep. So did I, with my trophy on my dresser right next to me.
Lori
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Saw God at Delta
John K–MI
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Saw God in Raising A Child
| If I had my child to raise over again,
I’d finger paint more, and point the finger less. I’d do less correcting, and more connecting. I’d take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes. I would care to know less, and know to care more. I’d take more hikes and fly more kites. I’d stop playing serious, and seriously play. I’d run through more fields, and gaze at more stars. I’d do more hugging, and less tugging. I would be firm less often, and affirm much more. I’d build self-esteem first, and the house later. I’d teach less about the love of power, And more about the power of love. It matters not whether my child is big or small, From this day forth, I’ll cherish it all. |
–Diana Loomans
Lori
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Saw God on a Walk
Early morning walk,
So quiet, peaceful and calm;
And with God I talk…
Don–Warren, MI
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Saw God in the Mud Puddle
Howard County Sheriff Jerry Marr got a disturbing call One Saturday afternoon a few months ago.
His 6-year-old grandson, Mikey, had been hit by a car While fishing in Greentown with his dad.The father and son were near a bridge
By the Kokomo Reservoir when a
Woman lost control of her car,
Slid off the bridge and hit Mikey
At a rate of about 50 mph.
Sheriff Marr had seen the results of accidents Like this and feared the worst.
When he got to Saint Joseph Hospital,
He rushed through the emergency
Room to find Mikey conscious and in fairly good spirits.‘Mikey, what happened ?’ Sheriff Marr asked.
Mikey replied, ‘Well, Papaw, I was fishin’ with Dad, And some lady runned me over, I flew into a mud Puddle, and broke my fishin’ pole and I didn’t get to catch No fish !’As it turned out, the impact propelled Mikey about
500 feet, over a few trees and an embankment and in To the middle of a mud puddle.
His only injuries were to his right femur bone, Which had broken in two places.
Mikey had surgery to place pins in his leg.
Otherwise the boy is fine.** *
*Since all the boy could talk about was
That his fishing pole was broken,
The Sheriff went out to Wal-Mart and bought Him a new one while he was in surgery So he could have it when he came out.
The next day the Sheriff sat with Mikey
To keep him company in the hospital.
Mikey was enjoying his new fishing pole
And talked about when he could go fishing again As he cast into the trash can.
When they were alone Mikey, just as matter-of-fact, said, ‘Papaw, did you know Jesus is real?’‘Well,’ the Sheriff replied, a little startled..
‘Yes, Jesus is real to all who believe in him And love him in their hearts.’‘No,’ said Mikey. ‘I mean Jesus is REALLY REAL.’
‘What do you mean?’ asked the Sheriff.
‘I know he’s real ’cause I saw him,’ said Mikey, Still casting into the trash can.
‘You did?’ said the Sheriff.
‘Yep,’ said Mikey. ‘When that lady runned me over And broke my fishing pole, Jesus caught me in his arms And laid me down in the mud puddle.’
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Saw God in Music Every Day
Dan
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