I was reading a blog I had wrote but never posted, decided to update it, and post it because it truly was something that needed to be expressed.
Prior to Christmas I watched my oldest son as he worked hard at creating gifts for families and friends. It was a project that he learned how to design in Spanish class, but he took it a step further and expressed himself through it. As I sat here and watched him design specifically for certain individuals I realized the joy, satisfaction, and pride he showed through out his physical expressions. It is amazing to see that fill someone to the point of acknowledgement by pure sight of their body language. After Christmas I began teaching my daughter to crochet, and once again got to see the pride overwhelm her physical appearance. These wonderful gifts of creation that so few attempt to learn, because it's so much easier to purchase an item then to create one. Having that joy, satisfaction, pride, and love through the ability to create was truly a miracle.
Miracles are what we call things when the unbelievable happen! I don't believe that miracles are just for the unbelievable, but for the everyday doubters, the misused or underused gifts being used joyfully, and for the hope that an idea could bring joy to others. I watched as a group of people joined together, not all knowing each other but all having one person in common, to help someone build a project then join together for dinner before returning to the project at hand. Although each person was very different from one another they had found a common interest in helping someone they all knew. Never have knowing each other prior to this morning by noon when they joined for dinner it was as if they all had always been friends. It is that miracle of using the gifts to create rather it be a simple crocheted item or creating a building that bring joy to another being that bonds people. Each and every person that had a hand in that project will look upon the building they helped create with pride, and a knowing that it brought joy to another person. None of them will look at that building without remembering those that they worked beside, or the unmistakable (although perhaps short term) bond it created that day.
Everyone has a gift or as I like to say a Miracle inside of them that once expressed or shared becomes a larger miracle then ever believed possible. It becomes larger by affecting those around you with joy, and creating an undoubted memory. Sometimes it just takes time to discover that gift, and sometimes rediscover it when you have let it go for too long in order to see the Miracle. Sometimes it just means remembering that by bringing joy to another person's life can bring joy to your own by purely filling your spirit with hope, love, and yes pride of oneself.
Prior to Christmas I watched my oldest son as he worked hard at creating gifts for families and friends. It was a project that he learned how to design in Spanish class, but he took it a step further and expressed himself through it. As I sat here and watched him design specifically for certain individuals I realized the joy, satisfaction, and pride he showed through out his physical expressions. It is amazing to see that fill someone to the point of acknowledgement by pure sight of their body language. After Christmas I began teaching my daughter to crochet, and once again got to see the pride overwhelm her physical appearance. These wonderful gifts of creation that so few attempt to learn, because it's so much easier to purchase an item then to create one. Having that joy, satisfaction, pride, and love through the ability to create was truly a miracle.
Miracles are what we call things when the unbelievable happen! I don't believe that miracles are just for the unbelievable, but for the everyday doubters, the misused or underused gifts being used joyfully, and for the hope that an idea could bring joy to others. I watched as a group of people joined together, not all knowing each other but all having one person in common, to help someone build a project then join together for dinner before returning to the project at hand. Although each person was very different from one another they had found a common interest in helping someone they all knew. Never have knowing each other prior to this morning by noon when they joined for dinner it was as if they all had always been friends. It is that miracle of using the gifts to create rather it be a simple crocheted item or creating a building that bring joy to another being that bonds people. Each and every person that had a hand in that project will look upon the building they helped create with pride, and a knowing that it brought joy to another person. None of them will look at that building without remembering those that they worked beside, or the unmistakable (although perhaps short term) bond it created that day.
Everyone has a gift or as I like to say a Miracle inside of them that once expressed or shared becomes a larger miracle then ever believed possible. It becomes larger by affecting those around you with joy, and creating an undoubted memory. Sometimes it just takes time to discover that gift, and sometimes rediscover it when you have let it go for too long in order to see the Miracle. Sometimes it just means remembering that by bringing joy to another person's life can bring joy to your own by purely filling your spirit with hope, love, and yes pride of oneself.