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"Life is lived forward, but understood backward. It is not until we are down the road and we stand on the mountain looking back through the valley that we can appreciate the terrain God has allowed us to scale.” Jill Savage

Sunday, September 18, 2011

When is the last time you looked up?

My minister told one more story about 9/11.

It was a true story.

It was about a man and his little boy who had lost their wife and mother.

The father was terribly shaken up of course - as was the little boy.

The little boy wanted to sleep with the dad and he was crying.

The dad told him it would be okay.

The little boy asked his dad are you looking at me?

He couldn't tell in the dark.

The father said yes.

The little boy said, "Then I think I can go to sleep.

The father - after his son went to sleep - looked up and asked God he if was looking at him.

Then he was finally able to go to sleep.

The minister asked us - when was the last time we looked into God's face looking up?

And he asked if we remembered the day we fell in love with Him-

I was born into a Christian home - and was raised believing in him the whole time - what about you?


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TexWisGirl said...

A nice Sunday reminder. I have always believed in a higher power.

Chicken Wrangler said...

Thought provoking post, as always! Happy Sunday, Chatty!

Raindrops and Daisies said...

A lovely post.

Thank you.

Sally said...

We all need to be reminded from time to time.

Jill said...

Such a beautiful reminder.

Sandra said...

i was born to a believing mother and non believing, hell raising daddy. but when i was 8 daddy accept Jesus as his savior at a revival and when I was 9 he accepted God's calling to be a pastor and we moved to KY so he could go to high school and the seminary at the same time, Clear Creek Baptist Preachers school at that time, now it has a fancy name. I accept the Lord at age 8 a few months after Daddy did, so was raised in a Christian believers home.

Thisisme. said...

Lovely post my friend. God is certainly always with me. Hope you are enjoying your Sunday over there.

Susan said...

Awwwww, that was a nice post, Sandie.

I was deeply blessed with faithful parents. The gift of faith they gave to myself and all my siblings is definitely the greatest legacy of all.

Hope your day is blessed, Sandie

That corgi :) said...

I liked that story, Sandie. Good reminder for us to look up and also to remember God is always with us, even if we don't feel his presence. I remember when I'm going throughtough times to visually image him holding me in the palm of his hands or holding me like a shepherd would hold a sheep. I was raised in a believing home and always went to church and loved Jesus, but it wasn't until we were in Montana, about 11 years ago, that I really truly grasped his sacrifice for us on the cross and fell in love with him :)

I hope you have a good Sunday Sandie!


Eva Ason said...

Lovely post! We all need to remember!
God is always near!
Have a lovely Sunday my friend!

Wanda's Wings said...

Love the story, Under a watchful eye of our Father.

Just Stuff From a Boomer said...

I agree with everyone else. What a lovely reminder that we are not alone. Thanks.

Sue @ Not the Good Scissors! said...

Such a beautiful post. He loves us so, no matter what. He is always with me.
Hugs, Sue

Carol said...

Beautiful...thank you for sharing as always.

Rebecca said...

Precious post. I'm looking up!


Linda @ A La Carte said...

Ah so sweet! I found the face of God in my teens.
hugs, Lindab

Ginny said...

I have read this story before, it's beautiful. I think I'll record it for the church.

Karen Lange said...

Looking up and into His face - what a good reminder. Thank you! :)

SweetMarie said...

Lovely post! We are all believers in this home.

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

A very nice story today :-)

Tanna at The Brick Street Bungalow said...

That is a beautiful reminder, Sandie. I remember the time clear as a bell. =) I am grateful for that day. blessings ~ tanna

Walking on Sunshine... said...

Oh I like it! Good reminder for all of us on a Sunday to look up and spend a little time with our Saviour. Enjoy!

Sharon said...

You know, I was also born into a Christian home. I became a Christian when I was about 3, and I have never stopped believing. But, it was much later in my life that I once again fell in love with God - completely and with my WHOLE heart.

The coolest thing is this - when I look up to God, I find that He has NEVER stopped looking down on me!


Crystal Mary said...

Hi Sandie, I was blessed to be born to a Christian mother and gandparents. I grew up in Sunday school and learnt scriptures off by heart. It remains forever...a solid rock of faith. I love looking up at the sky and the stars. I can see them while laying in my bed with the windows open. Next time I will remember, God is looking down on me..a lovely thought. Thanks mate. xxxxx

Dragonfly Treasure said...

Great post and reminder

Journeyin' Lady... said...

My Bible verse when I was confirmed (Lutheran) "Lo, I am with you always even unto the end of the world." has always had special meaning for me.

Tweedles -- that's me said...

Happy Sunday to you!!
A beautiful story!

Granny Annie said...

Oh yes I grew up in a Christian home knowing God was always watching me...and it really gave me the creeps. LOL

Debbie said...

At age 27, Jesus went from the "boy next door" to the love of my life.

And I love that little story.

Doris Sturm said...

I was born Roman-Catholic and grew up with God in my life. I enjoyed the nuns (contrary to popular belief) and don't recall ever finding Him because He was - and still is - an ever present force in my life. I rely on Him for everything and know and trust that He'll continue to watch over me. I feel blessed ;-)