Suicide Prevention Month

It is National Suicide Prevention Month.  Please watch this… it is likely someone you know is thinking about suicide right now.  If you know someone who is withdrawing from life, struggling or hurting… Let them know they matter.  You never know how much influence you can have one someone.  Just one person listening can make all the difference in the world.  They did for me.

The Championship Ride

Carri @ Grace Unveiled:

My daughter started riding horses last year, and was in her first Arabian Horse show. She has a dream of becoming a National Champion and of becoming a horse trainer herself one day. I believe she can. This is a super fun video clip my husband made of her riding in the Championship Ride at the Daffodil All Arabian Show… I must say she and her horse are super cute!!! She won 1st in her very first competition… I couldn’t be more proud! And regardless of any more wins in her future, she is amazing and I am proud of the person she is becoming!

Originally posted on Maleko's Art:

A short video of my daughter’s Championship Ride in the English Hunter Walk/Trot Class of the Daffodil All Arabian Show sponsored by theDaffodil Arabian Horse Association of Washingtonearlier this year.  She is riding a Spanish Arabian horse named Rico owned by Josie GillespieofGillespie Performance Horses. This video was created and edited using the app Magisto.Enjoy and thanks for watching! ~M

View original

No Justice Only Mercy

Carri @ Grace Unveiled:

This is excellent, and so very true!

Originally posted on Maleko's Art:

1407290641819[1]For judgment will be merciless to one who has shown no mercy;
  mercy triumphs over judgment.~James 2:13

Justice is sought when feeling wronged,
Revenge is believed to be a sweet soothing balm.
“Get even!”
We are told, to mend our wounded souls.
Hearts are broken completely shattered,
As if we did not matter!
Words are carelessly spoken,
The knife in our back a remembered token,
“How could you?!”
We scream, wishing it was all a dream.
We don’t deserve this we often cry.
As we wave our clenched fist at the unfeeling sky.
There is no remedy to our jaded history,
Sometimes there is no justice only mercy.

~Mark Schutter ©2014

 Healing only begins when we choose to forgive and then we find that we are the one’s who are changed.

View original

STRONG… Like a Girl!

The video, #LikeAGirl, is excellent about the strength and uniqueness of being a girl!  We have all used “Like a Girl” in a negative way, time to change the way we use the words that we say because they can be damaging without us even knowing it. “Like A Girl” is a good thing!  Watch the video below!

Now the question is, are you Strong Like A Girl???

Strong like a girl 2

Yes, this is my girl and she IS Strong… Like A GIRL!

Poem for Dad! Father’s Day!

Carri @ Grace Unveiled:

I have the most amazing husband in the world and he is an incredible father. I am so honored to be able to be part of his life! My daughter adores him and she wrote this poem last minute for him and recited it this morning for him. This is unedited and raw, which makes it just right because it is from the heart. Love you Mark Schutter! Great job Muppin!

Originally posted on Maleko's Art:

The following poem was written and recited to me by my 9 1/2 year-old daughter for Father’s Day, it so touched me that I wanted to share.  The impact fathers (and mom’s) will have on their children is momentous, they are watching and listening.  You will make an impact, the question is what kind of impact will you make?  Happy Father’s Day to all the dads! ~M

I love my dad!
He makes me glad, when I’m sad!
Oh, I love my dad!
So, this is for you!
Because it’s Father’s Day!
 
This is for you!
But in a special way!
So, I’m going to explain, what my dad’s like.
So, I hope you’re not sitting in the rain.
 
My dad loves chocolate!
He’ll eat it every day!
He’s also writing a novel, safe to say.
He does tons of beautiful art!
And he’s really really smart!
 

View original 132 more words

You Were Made For More…

“I know the second that I came into this earth
I was made for more than heels & rocking cute designer skirts
I got a voice and though I’m scared
I feel my words carry worth
In my darkest valleys
I could see the sun above my earth
Reaching down just to rescue me from my insecurity
All of the abuse my step-father did when I was weak
Way too young to know that I should open up my mouth to speak
Now I see, all the years I lost trying find some peace
And when my father died I swore it was the end of me
But Jesus gave me hope beyond the pain of what my eyes could see
Now I stand a daughter of a Father who won’t ever sleep
Truth has spoken and now that truth is here to set you free”

Above is an excerpt from “Darkest ValleyGroup 1 Crew

Thanks Group1 Crew for sharing such healing and honest words.

This is taken from one of my favorite groups to listen to when I need a pick me up.  This one happens to be more serious and the words above strike a painful spot in my heart.  I know the feelings that those words speak and I work tirelessly to make sure my girl has a different song to sing when she grows up.  Give your girls and boys another song to sing.

She was made for more! So were you!

Is your song different than it once was?  Is it a song filled with hope?  It can be.  You were made for so much more!  Blessings!

Unwanted Anniversaries

There are times in our lives that we are reminded by anniversaries.  Many of them are good and are celebrated and filled with joy.  But then there are those… Unwanted Anniversaries.  I have a few of those.  Today however I am lamenting over one in particular.  The death of my dad.

Now, my dad was not the best man in the world.  He didn’t win father of the year and he struggled most of his life to just get by.  He was a drinker and had times in his life where he struggled with drugs.  He could be down right mean.  But here is what I love about my dad….

He Loved Me.

He cared about what happened to me even when he didn’t show it.  He cared about who was nice or not to me and he cared about how others treated me.  He cared that I had food to eat, a nice place to live, and decent clothing to wear.  He cared that I was taken care of and not living on the streets.  He cared that I had the medicine I needed for my asthma.  He cared that I even had a dad at all.  He didn’t run away.  There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for me if he could make it happen.  He cared… He Loved Me.

Now some people would get stuck on all the bad.  But forgiveness allows me to see all the good.  Forgiveness allows me to love my dad back and allows my heart to be broken because he isn’t here.  Don’t hold bitterness in your heart.  Forgive.  Because we all have someone we love that has broken our hearts because of their own brokenness.