February 1, 2010
Brother, Character, Daughter, Father, Goals, Health, Inspiration, Kindness, Life, Love, Mother
Author Unknown
Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor bills and their house.
Only a very costly surgery could save Andrew now and it was looking like there was no one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation, "Only a miracle can save him now."
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January 31, 2010
Character, Children, Happiness, Health, Kindness, Lessons, Life, Love
Author Unknown
During the waning years of the depression in a small Idaho community, I used to stop by Mr. Miller's roadside stand for farm fresh produce as the season made it available. Food and money were still extremely scarce and bartering was used extensively.
One day Mr. Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily appraising a basket of freshly picked green peas.
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January 30, 2010
Animals, Bereavement, Birds, Character, Daughter, Enjoyment, Family, Friendship, Happiness, Health, Kindness, Lessons, Life, Love, Memories, Mother, Pain, Perseverance, Relationships, Stress, Sympathy
By Robert Peterson
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea. "Hello," she said.
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child. "I'm building," she said.
"I see that. What is it?" I asked, not really caring.
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January 29, 2010
Character, Discovery, Health, Hero, Inspiration, Kindness, Life
Author Unknown
GOOD FOR THE SOUL...
The man's name was Fleming and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.
There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself.
Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
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April 25, 2003
Family, General A-K, Health
This is a poem I wrote a few days ago about a little girl who was stricken with cancer and her mother who is trying to stay brave for her little bumblebee...
-- By Victoria Benway (submitted to Inspire21.com April 25, 2003)
~I grab a hold of your hand~
and I just can't let it go
It's not right; it'‚s not time
~"Please God, please no"~
~I remember the day the doctors told me~
Their words came out, but I could not hear
I choked the breath out of my body
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