i've spent the past few days in the critical care unit of the hospital,
visiting my dad, who is on his FOURTH week in there.
I finally feel brave enough to say
i think he is on the upswing.
actually, i think he is a walking, talking miracle!
really...a MIRACLE.
thank you for your prayers...
and if you don't mind, please keep praying.
because i've been around hospitals...
and very sick people,
when i came across this, it really struck a chord with me.
i want to live this way...
and after you read it, maybe you will too.
it is by a lady named Marjorie Pay Hinckley.
please read it...i think you'll be glad you did.
“I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in
a shiny sports car,
wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair
expertly coiffed,
and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want
to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels
from taking
kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on
my shirt
from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want
to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails
from helping to weed
someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on
my cheeks
and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to
know I was really here and that I really lived.”
what a wise lady!
God Bless...Suzanne
