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Shining Moments

Although I have considered from time to time

     discontinuing this blog

   I long to give you a glimpse today of someone who knew what it was to live

       within the shining moments

        brightly creating thousands of moments for others.

Yes, Emily Ann Black was a one of a kind.

Our relationship began more than 20 years ago when she wrote me

    Having seen an article of mine published in Decision Magazine.

I wrote back

    somewhat amused that she lived in Fredonia

         the community where I had gone to college.

Her letters kept coming

    filled with encouragement and little bits of news.

She bubbled about her quiet life

    talked about the colored leaves falling on those old slate sidewalks

    that I used to walk back and forth to class.

She was interested in people

   and I became one more for her to care about.

She had never read a book or a blog about living a satisfied life

  or how to develop a life of purpose, peace and passion.

No, she didn’t need to.

Emily Ann was a lover

   of her Lord and

     all her family and friends.

She gave herself away in so many ways.

A note here

   A phone call there

     Always interested in what I was doing.

 She did not preach it

   she practiced the art of living

  one day at a time.

Then a few years ago her health began to decline.

I heard the pain in her voice when we’d talk

   but she never complained.

Always thankful.

But I knew that fall was turning to winter.

She continued to remember birthdays

   mine, my daughters and even asked about my dog Savanna

 and even though our lives were separated by many miles

   and we had never met

 she was such a very special friend.

So when I discovered early this morning that she was gone

 my heart drooped with sadness and grief.

My life will be different without her.

But then I think of all those many shining moments we shared.

The sound of her sweet voice on my answering machine.

The curve of her handwriting on each note she sent.

The joyous laughter and sweet friendship over the years

 I realize that she lived out

   life at its best. She discovered it.

Yes, she was a shining example of a life well lived.

She not only experienced many shining moments wherever she went

   but she created them for others.


do you long for a life that shines with brightness?

do you long to really make a difference in others lives?

Don’t wait another day. Contact me.

You can not only experience shining moments but you can learn the art of living them.

It can’t get any better than that.



Shining Moments

Every day is a new adventure.

    Every day is filled with fresh possibilities.

It’s all too easy to sit in the easy chair and settle for less in life, don’t you think?

Coming home from a wonderful vacation left us with not only suitcases to unpack

    and lots of clothes to wash

     but also a need for a refocusing.

You can’t live off of the joys of yesterday.

No life is meant to be lived forward

   brightened by the shining moments of yesterdays

   but energized

         by the light of His Presence in the now.

I read it again and again in scripture

  ‘Get up’   to the lame beggar (John 5:6)

   Get up’   to the beloved Dorcas who had died  (Acts 9:40)

   Get up    to Aeneas who had been paralyzed and bedridden for 8 years (Acts 9:34)


There is work to be done today.

There are people that need our touch today.

There are things to do that only you can do.

       Things that only I can do.

We must be focused on what is at hand

   moment by moment

   day by day.

Seize the day. Embrace all the moments to love deeply and give yourself away.

Life is fleeting; the moments are passing.

At the park on Saturday I looked around at all the beauty

    I breathed in the crisp, fall-like air

    I listened to the sounds of birds and leaves rustling in the breeze

  and once more I rejoiced.

God’s gifts are for every day.

He showers His Love all around us in countless ways.

All too often though we are too busy to notice

  but when we slow our pace and open our eyes we are amazed.


That’s was just how I felt when I saw this heron at the park on Saturday.

Beautiful to behold.

So unexpected at our local park

   but there just the same. Looking quite pleased with himself.

Today has its own gifts.

  All around on every side.

A  tender child

  A dear friend

     The nuzzling of a beloved dog

          And the song of a bird sweetly singing through the day.

Gather your gifts while you can.

   Always praising the Giver of all.

Get up, my friends.

Get up.




Shining Moments

It was a moment that I will never forget and still leaves me deeply touched

   days later.

A moment where I saw love brilliantly displayed.

   Love with its shirt sleeves pushed up.

   A strong love that shone brightly on an ordinary afternoon at the beach.

My girls and I had been sitting on a bench looking out at the ocean

   soaking up the last few hours of our time at the beach

when out of the corner of my eye I noticed a small grey haired woman in a wheelchair

    and what might have been her granddaughter pushing her. I’ll never know.

They parked right beside us.

My oldest nudged me and I glanced again.

Such a beautiful sight.

One that we were very familiar with.

Time after time I had pushed Nana in her wheelchair

    around the park to see the flowers

       in and out of restaurants and churches.

Precious memories. How I miss those days. How I’d give anything for one more.

Tears pushed behind my eyes and I looked again at my daughters.

My eyes met theirs.

Slowly I felt a tear trickle down my right cheek.

It’s hard work to push that chair,

    to lift it in and out, in and out of the car

    but when you love

           the burden is easy

             the load is light.

My daughters shared those wonderful outings with Nana too.

    They also miss her more than words can language.

We watched as  the younger woman stooped beside the chair

     and spoke softly to the elderly lady.

My heart beat with joy that they were experience what had meant so much to me

       to all of us.

“Maybe we can share something with them,” I whispered scanning our recent purchases.

“How about the pretzels?”

My eyes fell on the small bag we had gotten only a few minutes before at the candy store.

It was our last visit there and we were getting a few things to remember.

Two chocolate covered pretzels, we had said to the gal behind the counter.

A rare treat for us. Something we could enjoy later.

But now as I looked at the small white bag

   my heart spoke in words above the sound of the ocean.

Both girls nodded. Perfect.

I reached for the bag, brushed a few tears from my face and rose to my feet wondering what in the world I would say. There really were no words.

“I saw…my girls and I watched you both enjoying this lovely afternoon

    and we are deeply moved that you can be together

       yes you can share today together”

     The wrinkled older woman looked at me with twinkly eyes and I thought my heart would burst with joy

“so we want you both to enjoy this and to have a wonderful day.”

I handed the white bag to the younger woman who smiled back at me

   and then we went on our way down the street.

That was all.

A flood of tears followed.

Sweet tears remembering yesterday

   Happy tears to glimpse another picture of love today.

Powerful feelings.  Love is so unbelievably strong.

Love is something you do

    One day after another

       Never counting the cost.

Listening to your heart and pouring it out in whatever way you can.

And Love is eternal. It lasts and lasts and lasts.

I will never forget that moment for as long as I live.

Never be able to see another chocolate covered pretzel without remembering.

Do all the good you can

    in every way you can

        for as long as you can.

And in the doing your heart too will be filled and your life will shine brightly.