Today of all days the feeling of the class of 2009,Mom2.zero,gives birth in my heart again. Rae is my name ,a mom of so many boys through heartache and pain.whom eventually survives with the joy of the Lord within our hearts
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Literacy Class 2010
Its been a year of so many challenges...have I ever told anyone...I thrive on challenges,though none were so great, for Im still awaiting the knock me down one with no turning around. The seniors programmes were pretty well managed, especially the literacy classes that gave me so much pleasure when each senior were able to read short and simple sentences.though not perfectly. The endurance of each individual,when a surprise spelling test arose...Im smiling now..though tears of frustration appeared on a face of old when persevering with a where, were or wear.not even mentioning the the there or their, for they would say God loves them flaws and all.Precious moments of praise or prayer, when another.s life,s storm was told to all. There were times they didnt care when a word on sight made no sense at all,they would loudly recite a nursery rhyme of old....Hompie Kadompie sit on the hall,hompie kadompie had a great...,bringing tears of laughter to all.I couldnt intervene, for she thought thats how it was said...no Humpty Dumpty coming from me.Precious moments!! The process was slow unlike a seven year old who grasp of words are more perceptive, the pleasure these seventy plus years brought were treasured by me. Arts and crafts I tried to assist but stood amazed at what our seniors produced for nimble fingers were not blessed on me.Their year has ended with great adoes and God willing we will continue in the new year too
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
How we can be fooled at times when seeing adverts on television,thinking that what ever it is would do the difference in what we struggling with but low and behold what rude awakenings we have when the product doesn,t meet our requirement.
Such was my disappointment some time ago that the need to have the right thing haunted me for a very long time.So how was this solved in the long run.Ok I didnt go round
advertising my needs but still nothing would come to mind and time was running out because the event was on hand.
Many suggested the weirdest of ideas but somehow it didnt take so well with the actual concept'What are you talking about or where are you going with this , google it, oh goole it.this thought haunts me,so why not do as the spirit is advising.
Technology,the most advanced way of getting the attention of another.My sentiments were met when at last I found the real thing on the internet, that boost my being. Thank you once again to technology and Rlabs that avail it to us..
Such was my disappointment some time ago that the need to have the right thing haunted me for a very long time.So how was this solved in the long run.Ok I didnt go round
advertising my needs but still nothing would come to mind and time was running out because the event was on hand.
Many suggested the weirdest of ideas but somehow it didnt take so well with the actual concept'What are you talking about or where are you going with this , google it, oh goole it.this thought haunts me,so why not do as the spirit is advising.
Technology,the most advanced way of getting the attention of another.My sentiments were met when at last I found the real thing on the internet, that boost my being. Thank you once again to technology and Rlabs that avail it to us..
Friday, August 20, 2010
Giving of one,s self
What inspires a being to want to follow a path that has very little gratifications or so it seems,no renumeration,no glorification,..there is a word as such,I assume.No,no, no whatever, the needs...no wants may be...just the zeal of the heart fullfilling needs.
Whispers of Him it is,coaching the heart beyond comprehendible realms,No fuss, no gasps,only you within His trust. Unknown spheres,that need no training, He surely has your heart held in great esteem.The terrein seem tough but how easily you grasp,knowing its you whom He entrust.
Time passes swiftly, unknowingly the task at hand becomes like any other.The heart swells with pride, for deep down inside,the joy of it all brings a greater love for those inneed.
Though needy at times, it may seem,renumeration and other meaningless wants, the scale wont budge for the Love of it, outweighs them all.
So with time at hand,the heart right and idleness crying out,why not give of self? The richness it brings, to those in
need ,enhances all those wants.That is all He needs...your heart.
Whispers of Him it is,coaching the heart beyond comprehendible realms,No fuss, no gasps,only you within His trust. Unknown spheres,that need no training, He surely has your heart held in great esteem.The terrein seem tough but how easily you grasp,knowing its you whom He entrust.
Time passes swiftly, unknowingly the task at hand becomes like any other.The heart swells with pride, for deep down inside,the joy of it all brings a greater love for those inneed.
Though needy at times, it may seem,renumeration and other meaningless wants, the scale wont budge for the Love of it, outweighs them all.
So with time at hand,the heart right and idleness crying out,why not give of self? The richness it brings, to those in
need ,enhances all those wants.That is all He needs...your heart.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Value of oversleeping
This morning was one of those rushed one,s,whereby you dont really know what to do first.Will it be a shower.something to eat or just getting started to meet the day.
The moment this session came to mind, I somehow found direction because I overslept ,no rush. As we start at 10, meaning an hour to spare.This morning turned out to be most valuable, as we were graced with the presence of Rose Cohen, a journalist, who spoke and enlightened me much more about story writing or whatever I may call it,as it is my first love in Social Media.
The pointers I gained this morning will really encourage me and boost my hunger to
blog more
The moment this session came to mind, I somehow found direction because I overslept ,no rush. As we start at 10, meaning an hour to spare.This morning turned out to be most valuable, as we were graced with the presence of Rose Cohen, a journalist, who spoke and enlightened me much more about story writing or whatever I may call it,as it is my first love in Social Media.
The pointers I gained this morning will really encourage me and boost my hunger to
blog more
Friday, June 25, 2010
Memoirs of mine
What a start to this day,not complaining tho,as it been such a while or is it months that I have blogged. As this has always been my first love in times of idleness I truely missed it immensely.
So many issues went untold as there was no means of putting thought to pen during moments when the cellphone also went astray.
My joy was like a bubbling well this morning as the past yearnings to blog came to reality.Now what? everything up here feels so congested,no ideas want to surface,suppose lack of sleep is taking its toll today but hey! Im back and here to stay.
So amazed that whichever way I tried to avoid ie blogging, one,s first love always seem to return.So its back to Rlabs and the boys ,a great thanks to all, that you never gave up on the moms of old,we love you much more and more.
So many issues went untold as there was no means of putting thought to pen during moments when the cellphone also went astray.
My joy was like a bubbling well this morning as the past yearnings to blog came to reality.Now what? everything up here feels so congested,no ideas want to surface,suppose lack of sleep is taking its toll today but hey! Im back and here to stay.
So amazed that whichever way I tried to avoid ie blogging, one,s first love always seem to return.So its back to Rlabs and the boys ,a great thanks to all, that you never gave up on the moms of old,we love you much more and more.
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