Thoughts After Midnight

1/20/17 or 1/21/17 (depending on how you view it)

“Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven.” – Matthew 5:11,12 (NKJV)

In August 2016 I took a couple of weeks off work to get some stuff around the house done and to seek God. I’d been spending a lot more time with God since January and had used vacation time in months prior in an effort to dedicate time to God and seeking His will, so I decided to take vacation for a couple of weeks and do the same.

Thankfully, I have an aunt and uncle who were kind enough to allow me to stay in an apartment they had open. It was quiet and peaceful there, and family was right next door. I was able to read the Bible, blast praise and worship music, sing, write. It was great. But, I was there for a purpose. While I loved my job and enjoyed working with families as a case manager for a mental health agency, I felt like I needed to seek God’s will for my life. Actually, I wanted God’s will for my life.

I prayed, and prayed, and prayed. I praised and praised. I entered into His presence. It was great! I wrote when I hadn’t written in months. I even met up with a cousin to discuss with her the possibility of her doing illustrations for a revelation God had given me months before and that I had been obedient with writing down.

I didn’t really receive any direction while I was praying and seeking God. It was the day before I was due to start back at work when God spoke to my heart. Have you ever known something in your spirit? Knew that you knew? Knew that God had spoken to you and gave you a directive, and instruction? That’s what happened to me.

Even though I had prayed and I believed He’d tell me in His timing, I wasn’t expecting it to hit as strong as it did or to even be what it was. Here I was on a Sunday, about to return to work the next day after being out of the office for two weeks, and I knew that I knew that it was time for me to give my notice at work. To do what? I didn’t have another job lined up. I wasn’t looking for another job. I wasn’t expecting to be quitting my current position. I wrestled with this.

I thought about the families, the kids, my groups, my co-workers… all of the people I’d be leaving and not interacting with on a daily basis. I paced the floors. I ran my hands through my hair over and over and over again. I prayed like nobody’s business. I anxiously wrung my hands. I kept taking deep breaths. But, the more I prayed the louder and stronger that “knowing” became, which just irritated me. I didn’t want it to be true. Like I said, I hadn’t planned on quitting my job.

I kept praying though, thinking maybe it was me wanting me to quit and that it wasn’t really God speaking to me. I prayed and told God that if it was really Him wanting me to quit then He’d cause this to happen or that to happen… and darn nabbit, it did. EVERYTHING I asked God to do as confirmation, He did.

On Monday night I typed up my resignation letter. On Tuesday evening I realized I hadn’t printed it off or given it to my supervisor. I gave God another opportunity to tell me I got it wrong, but again, He lined up events in the manner in which I needed them to so that I could update the date on my resignation for the next day and print it off this time. Only, as I made the “deal” with Him He came back and asked me if He did everything like I asked so that I would know it was Him, would I actually follow through the next day and give my notice to my supervisor?

Well, the question stopped me dead in my tracks… literally. I was walking and stopped and took a step back. I took a deep breath and said “yes”. Sure enough everything went like it needed to and the next day I handed my resignation over to my supervisor.

I was nervous and excited at the same time. I was excited that God had spoken to me and worked everything out up to that point. I was excited that God had something He wanted me to do. I wasn’t sure what it was. I was just trying to be obedient. But, I was nervous because I hadn’t given a resignation in YEARS.

My supervisor received it fairly well and was gracious enough to allow me to tell my co-workers. I couldn’t believe how well everyone at work (minus a couple of people) were taking the news. Telling my parents, on the other hand, that did not go over as well.

I didn’t really have answers for anyone. I didn’t have answers for myself. I just knew I was given an instruction and that I could be obedient or disobedient and I was choosing obedience.

I was officially not working beginning October 1st, and I had plans of organizing all of the items I had collected at work over the nearly 4 1/2 years I had been there, but in the organizing and putting away process some other things occurred which deterred me from my plans… or more like extended my plans beyond two months. Then, I was into December and Christmas.

Thankfully my church wanted everyone to dedicate this year to God and to dedicate the first 21 days to Him through prayer and fasting. So, I’ve been doing that. Unfortunately, I had planned on dedicating my prayer and fasting time to seeking God and His will and the next step in the process, but things have not gone according to my plan. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been spending great time with God and getting in His word and praying. My prayer life has seriously improved, and I love that. But, I’m not spending as much time seeking Him about what He’s wanting me to do. I’ve been so busy with other tasks He’s laid on my heart to do.

And, hear I sit, at 3:54 am on Saturday, 1/21/17 typing and writing this blog, which I haven’t faithfully blogged on in years. And all to share this:

While I haven’t known exactly what God’s wanting me to do, or how He plans to use my life, etc., I have known for a long time now, that if I stepped out and did what God wanted me to do, that I could potentially lose every relationship with my family members and possibly even with every friend I have. I remember sitting on my bedroom floor crying during time with God because I knew this, and my dad came into my room and I just flat out told him I had a decision to make. And, the more days that go by, the closer that time is coming.

I love my family. I love every one of them. I realize that I’ve always been considered “different”. I mean, at six years old I begged my parents to let me miss going to Chuck-E-Cheeses for my brother’s 5th birthday (which was a HUGE deal for us to be going out of town and to Chuck-E-Cheeses of all places) so that I could still go to church on Sunday. Originally, we were going to go for the day, but my parents decided to make it a weekend and stay with my aunt and uncle. I was devastated. I mean, I wasn’t just giving up Chuck-E-Cheeses, or celebrating my brother’s birthday, but I was giving up seeing my cousins I didn’t get to see very often too. I remember crying over it that whole week leading up to the weekend. I just couldn’t miss being with God, and at 6 years old, going to church was how I was able to be with God. Finally, my parents told me that if I really wanted to go to church I could stay with the aunt and uncle who took me to church and they would take my aunt and uncle’s son (my cousin) with them for the weekend. I was sad that wouldn’t be with my family, but I was relieved that I could still go to church.

Oh the comments and remarks and jokes and criticism I’ve heard over the years because of how “different” and “out there” I am… all because I genuinely want God to have control over my life.

And, tonight (even though it’s technically morning, it’s nighttime to me because I haven’t been to sleep yet), as I was reading out of Matthew, Matthew 5:11,12 struck me.

“Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven.”

Just last weekend I was questioned and mocked about finding a job and what it is that God’s wanting me to do and whether or not I expect money to come out of thin air. And, that was by my mom and my aunt (the aunt who originally took me to church as a child, mind you; and both ladies have known God and professed to be Christians in their lives). I’m not judging them. I’m stating facts.

Yet, it wasn’t until reading this passage of scripture tonight that I realized that the comments, questions, remarks that I’ve endured the last few months (and the ones said behind my back) all because I sought God’s will and was obedient to Him is “reviling” and “persecution” and “evil speech” and it IS for His sake. While I didn’t think it was possible to feel encouraged about this… I do.

I am choosing to rejoice! I KNOW that God is going to honor my obedience. He IS going to DO the impossible in my life THIS YEAR! And, He IS going to let His work in me and through me be a sign and a wonder for all of the naysayers and unbelievers, all of the mockers and persecutors. AND, people ARE going to turn to Him, repent, and get their hearts and lives right with God because of what He is going to do! I believe it! And, I receive it! In the name of Jesus, let it be so!

And, I pray this is an encouragement to you. I encourage you, if you haven’t been seeking God’s will for your life, to purposefully and intentionally set aside time and seek Him with all of your heart. He DOES have a plan and a purpose for you… He has a good and peaceable future planned for you. You have not because you ask not (James 4:2)… Ask, and you will receive; seek, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you (Matthew 7:7). And, if you have been seeking Him and you know He’s calling you to something; or, when He answers you and instructs you in the way He would have you go, GO. DO. Yes, you will be persecuted, mocked, made fun of, and ridiculed too, but REJOICE when it happens. If God is for you, who can really be against you? (Romans 8:31) At the end of life, we all will answer to God… not our family… not our friends… not our pastors or our teachers or our spouses. His opinion of you is the ONLY one that matters. We get one chance… one life… we can either honor and obey Him or offend and disobey Him… He will either be pleased with us or displeased. Either way, we answer to Him. What do you want Him to say to you on judgement day? The choice is yours, but know that if you choose to be bold in the Lord and to step out in obedience to Him, you will NOT be alone.


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“What you are becoming is more important than what you are accomplishing.” – unknown

Where was this quote last night when I was beating myself up when I felt like I hadn’t accomplished much for God? It was tucked away in my quote book, waiting for today, I guess. =)

God’s good like that.

It’s true, what we are becoming is more important than what we are accomplishing. I’m one of those people who firmly and wholeheartedly believe that everything happens for a reason. Our trials; the day-to-day issues and struggles we face; the responsibilities we have; the overwhelming moments; the moments when we wonder if anything else can go wrong; when we feel like God isn’t just giving us what we can handle, but giving us so much He’s trying to see how far we can bend without breaking… Those moments serve a purpose.

The purpose(s): to draw us closer to God – to get our attention away from the burdens of the world and onto the One who can carry those burdens; to grow us, shape us, mold us, and develop us into the people God designed us to be.

It’s sad, but true, when things are going well and we have no cares and feel on top of the world, we tend to not give God our time nor our attention. When things are going down hill, when cares pile up on our shoulders, when we’re weighted down so much we’re on our hands and knees – that’s when we look up to God. He wants us to look to Him, to seek Him, to walk this life WITH Him – we need Him, but we tend to forget that. Trials and struggles can help us remember that He’s there.

These struggles we have – big and small – are used by God to stretch us, to teach us, to encourage us, to increase our faith, to build us. We learn, we gain wisdom and discernment from our experiences. Our experiences develop our character, our morals, our beliefs.

God isn’t as worried about what we’re accomplishing as He is about what we are becoming. Are we living daily for Him? Are we walking in truth? Being honest? Standing with integrity? Holding true to our beliefs? Being dependable? Are we trustworthy?

If you were introduced to yourself, would you want to be friends with you? Would you want an employee like you? Would you want a spouse, or significant other, like you? Would you want a son or daughter like you? How about a mother or father like you? Sister or brother?

We don’t just get caught up in the “to do” lists for work and home, but we also get engrossed in the “to do” list we have of things we want to do for God. Bottom line, nothing we do matters if we, ourselves, outside of our works, don’t bring glory, honor, and delight to God.

I encourage each of you, and even more so, myself, to approach tomorrow (and each new day ahead) with the acceptance and thankfulness for the trials, the frustrations, the imperfections we all have because they demonstrate that God hasn’t given up on us, hasn’t forgotten about us, loves us so much that He’s willing to continue to work on the projects He started by creating us. Instead of getting discouraged, complaining, whining, or getting angry, let’s feel honored, privileged, loved, and cherished when something comes our way. And, let’s remember, that what God does allow us to experience is for our benefit.

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Never Too Late


Hello. This evening I watched “God’s Not Dead”, and by the end of it, I was sobbing and crying out to God. At the end of the movie when all of the teens/young adults were at the concert worshipping God, it dawned on me.. the days of my youth, when we would gather together and pray, seek God, cry out for God – it was a time when I thirsted for God and for Him to move. I felt like I could do anything God asked me to do and that I would. And like a rushing wind, the truth came in: I’ve done NOTHING.

Instead, I’ve been being stagnant.. waiting.. debating.. questioning.. wondering.. procrastinating. FOR WHAT?!!!!! Absolutely NOTHING!

Of course, then, I started (just for a moment) fearing that I missed my time to do something significant for God or to impact the world.. I’m almost in my mid-30’s, I’ve got “adult” issues – bills, job, decisions, responsibilities, etc.

It’s NOT too late for me to do what God purposed me for!!! If God’s Not Dead, then it’s NOT too late.

I don’t care if you’re in your twenties, thirties, forties, fifties, sixties, seventies, eighties or even ninties… IT’S NOT TOO LATE!!!

“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” – George Elliot

This is a quote that has stayed with me over the years and that I’ve told others when they’ve shared feeling they can’t do anything or change their lives. This quote came to mind when I started wondering and fearing I’d missed my time to do something impactful.

It’s as true for me as it is for you. Instead of dwelling on the time that’s been missed, how we may have failed, how we’re not perfect, let’s put our thinking to better use.. It’s not too late.

So, what is it that God wants you to do? Go and do it!


God’s worth the time, the struggle, the risk, the rejection, the failures, the energy. Stop thinking that our only hope is today’s youth. Yes, there is hope in our youth. But, there’s also hope in us. Instead of waiting for the next generation to step out and do something, why can’t individuals (no matter their age) step out and do something for God NOW?!

Enough excuses. Enough hiding. Enough waiting for the right timing or for things to settle down. If we wait for a perfect moment, we’ll die without ever seeing one. Let’s make today our time. Whether you’re 5, 16, 20-something, 30-someting, 40-something, 80… Get to seeking God, get to moving your feet, get to DOING.

Let’s stop thinking and start doing. It’s time for a change. Change is happening every day… Let’s just add to it, but in a good way – in a way that honors and glorifies God. Let’s let enough be enough and start standing and doing.

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The Pursuit of Happiness


Over the past year a common trend, or phrase, has been said to me more often than any other… Do what makes you happy.

I’ve pondered this phrase, this motto, this annoying comment that drives me nuts all the way to my inner being. Just hearing the phrase, or others like it, makes me feel, on the inside, like someone grabbed my guts with their fist and started squeezing and twisting. I’m beginning to HATE this phrase. But, it’s not fair for me to just complain about a phrase without giving you my reasoning behind the complaint.

I have come to realize that pursuing “happiness”, doing what “makes you happy”, doing what “feels good”, whatever and however you want to say it, it is really just another way for Satan to have dominion in our lives. This kind of happiness is self-seeking. It takes the focus off of God and puts it onto us. I don’t know about you, but that’s not the kind of life I want to live.

I have always had a very strong desire for God’s will to be done in my life, and I prayed and prayed for MANY years that His will be done in my life and that my will would be to seek after His. But, the passions of the world have snuck into the lives of even the most devoted and God-fearing Christians, and it has all been made possible by this happiness search.

There are so many people who are seeking after happiness, after this feeling of gratification, this longing for fulfillment, but their search is just opening a door for Satan to come in and destroy them. It’s subtle at first so that the effects cannot be seen without a magnifying glass, which is hard to see through with glasses that are cloudy. That’s what happens.. our judgement and our perspective, our character and integrity become clouded. Instead of pursuing after joy we’ve settled for the pursuit of happiness. And, in this pursuit for happiness we end up compromising our standards, our values, our relationships, our goodness, our commonsense. We’ve turned into selfish, “it’s all about me”, “forget about you”, “who cares how this affects anyone else” kind of people. And this saddens me, and it maddens me.

To think that people who were once the kind of people who put others before themselves, who were self-sacrificing, who were willing to give with no expectation of “what’s in it for me?”, who were capable, able and willing to model selflessness are now the kind of people who put themselves before everyone else (including their children, their spouses, their families, God), who seek after their own pleasures no matter who it affects or hurts (including themselves), who will not give without a guarantee that there’s something in it for them, and who are so selfish that others can’t stand to be around them….. AAHHH!!!!! It breaks my heart – it breaks my heart for them, for this world (who wants to live in a world where everyone is seeking after their own and not thinking of those around them?!), and for God.

I think of Jesus.. how He gave of Himself unconditionally, how He’s always waiting with open arms for His children to turn to Him and for those who are lost, to find Him. He didn’t seek after His own pleasure. He didn’t pursue happiness. Instead, He gave, and gave, and gave, and gave some more. He sought after God’s will, AND, He was willing to pursue God’s will even though it meant He would lose His life. AND, He did all of this for you and for me… and yet… now we are all seeking after our own wills instead of His? It’s not fair. It’s not right. And it certainly isn’t what God intended.

As people choose to “do what makes them happy”, it isn’t making them happy. Rather, they are finding displeasure, emptiness, a void, and confusion, which in turn makes them seek after happiness even more and it creates a perpetual cycle that leads to destruction and unhappiness. The problem is that happiness is Satan’s substitute for joy. What would really change the lives of people is if they came to the realization (or got slapped with it, whichever God prefers) that happiness is an attitude not a destination and not something that can be attained by acts – it lies within them. Joy, however, is a gift from God that one can only receive if they SEEK HIM AND HIS WILL. Once joy is obtained (and joy is an inner feeling that no one can steal and that no circumstance can shake) then, and only then, can an attitude of happiness come into the picture and become reality. JOY is what gives us fulfillment, a sense of true pleasure – but it cannot be found without God.

The secret to joy is found in Christ. We must seek Him, discover who He really is (not just who people say He is, but find out for ourselves) – and that can be done by reading His word, praying, and just spending time with Him, and seek after HIS WILL for our lives.

I challenge all of my readers, myself as well, to pursue joy, pursue God. Forget this pursuit of happiness and pursue something that will withstand the trials, situations, and time… JOY. Joy comes from God, happiness does not – it’s just an attitude, something that’s fleeting. Don’t settle for something that comes and goes, only accept the best, and nothing’s better than God’s best.

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25 Days of Blessings – Day 24


Happy Christmas Eve! Whatever you’re doing this evening, I hope you’re staying warm, feeling blessed, and giving love from your heart in some form.

Tonight I’m struggling with writing this.. I’ve spent 24 days trying to find ways to be a blessing, trying to give of myself in some manner, trying to think of others instead of just myself, and tonight I’m feeling very defeated. Christmas has always been my favorite holiday. For some people, they don’t celebrate Christmas in the traditional sense with Santa Claus, gifts, stockings, or trees. Some people only gather to meet with friends and family and spend their time enjoying one another’s company and catching up with each other. Some people do it all… the lights, the trees, the decorations, the stockings, the gifts, the dinner, the time with family. Some people give gifts out of tradition and consider it to be a chore, while others give gifts to substitute the time they didn’t spend with their families throughout the year, and then there are some who put genuine thought and consideration into each gift (this is the one I fit into) because they want others to know that their likes, needs, and wants were taken into consideration throughout the whole year.

I love that gifts are associated with Christmas because “the reason for the season” (A.K.A. – Jesus) was a gift – the BEST gift (in my humble opinion). I also like it because of the fact that it is a time of the year where I can bless someone and they have to receive it. =D I also, enjoy seeing everyone’s face as they open gifts that were bought (or made) with them in mind. And for me, when I give a gift, it’s an extension of myself… Just like Jesus is an extension of God.

This year, though, as I sat at the table with my parents discussing how my brother always refuses to tell us what he wants or needs, my dad pointed out that Christmas isn’t about getting people what they want, it’s about getting them what we want to get them. That goes against what I believe… I mean, the way I see it, God gave us Jesus because we needed Him and because some of us come to actually want Him, AND because God wanted us to have Him because He wants us to have the opportunity to be in heaven with Him. Ever since I can remember, we have made out lists to give others an idea of what we would like for Christmas (because, let’s face it, not every one pays attention during the year to see what others say they need or would like to have “someday”) and to make sure that people are not wasting their resources, like time and money. Although, admittedly, some people give a list with the expectation that they WILL receive what they have asked for and that if they don’t it’s not going to be considered a “good Christmas”. During this conversation my dad mentioned my gifts that he and mom purchased, although, mom purchased everything online instead of sending dad to the stores to shop. I told dad that the gifts weren’t important to me, and as I was walking out the door to go get us dinner he continued to remark about me and my gifts, and I flat out told him that I don’t need the gifts and never do. I don’t know what my parents got me for Christmas, but the fact of the matter is, I really don’t need the gifts. God is my supplier, not man, and I didn’t make my parents buy me anything – they chose to.

I have told my mom for several months that if she would just quit smoking that would be my Christmas present for the next five years. I’m serious… For Christmas, instead of monetary gifts, or material possessions, I’d much rather see people being kind to one another, people being selfless instead of selfish, people forgiving rather than holding grudges and resentments and offenses, people not cussing, people not acting out in anger.. the list could go on and on, but you get my point.

I’m not going to lie, my dad’s comments, attitude, and all around “jerkiness” hurt me.. It deflated my joy for this holiday. I’m not looking forward to tomorrow – opening gifts, or spending time with my family. Actually, I don’t even want my gifts (but I can’t say that or mom will get upset), but I’m not excited in the least bit. I’m just being honest. I pondered all of this on my way home from getting dinner for my parents and myself. I purposely made myself travel up Main Street so that I could see the lights on the trees because seeing Christmas lights always fills me with joy – it reminds me of how the light of Christ fills hearts with joy, and I always compare Christmas lights to the light of Christ. Before I left the house, dad had said that church and family were the reason for the season and then stated that Jesus was the reason for the season after I conveniently mentioned that he hasn’t stepped foot in a church in years. As I strolled up Main Street, I thanked God for being with me, and I realized that I could honestly spend my Christmas with God only and be content because really, He’s the only thing I need.

Despite my deflated spirit tonight and the fact that I’ve been fighting back tears for hours, allow me to share with you the blessings from today. I found myself blessing a co-worker by allowing her to be a blessing to me when she wanted to treat me to lunch. I surprised this same co-worker later this evening with hard tack candy since she was going above and beyond by coming to bring something to me that I forgot at the office, and she did this without me even asking. I wrapped dad’s Christmas presents to mom for him and then I went out, after working today and wrapping gifts and straightening up the house, so that he wouldn’t have to. Then, I got mom’s gifts for my brother’s girlfriend ready for mom since she was tired and couldn’t find an appropriate bag to put them in. Lastly, when mom was trying to put wax paper on the pumpkin pies to cover them so they could be put into the refrigerator, she dropped one of the pieces of paper on the floor, and I got up and got her a new one so she didn’t have to walk across the kitchen and then back over to the other side of the room where the pies were.

Well… that’s about it for the blessings.. that I can remember. Thanks for reading!

~ Tara

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25 Days of Blessings – Day 23


Today was a fun, heartwarming and delightful day. The blessings came in different shapes and sizes and I was surprised at the opportunities that came to give blessings.

I was at a home visit this morning and a sibling of the client I was there to see was sick, so that sibling was unable to play a game with us, but the sibling asked if I had any other games he/she COULD play. Well, sometime over the summer I had bought these .50 games and I have been carrying them in my work bag ever since. I decided that since I had planned to give candy canes, activity books, and stuff out as “gifts” to the clients I saw this week (just like I did last year) that I would give the client and the sibling the .50 games I haven’t been using. They were so excited that you would have thought it WAS Christmas. =)

At my next home visit, I actually spent time with the client and siblings and allowed them to joke around and just be themselves. They actually had a good time just hanging out and talking – I was kind of surprised. Before I left, I gave them each a candy cane.

At my last home visit for the day I gave the two kids activity books and crayons to use AND they actually started working on one book TOGETHER!!! I was so excited that they were getting along and doing something together without assistance from an adult.

I went back to the office and worked an hour and a half longer than I usually do to get my case notes completed so that I can hopefully leave work at a decent hour tomorrow (with it being Christmas Eve and all). While I was there, a co-worker shared her upset and I took the time to listen and stayed even an extra half an hour just listening and trying to encourage her (not billed or turned in on my time sheet of course because that was EXTRA time I blessed someone else with).

On my way home this evening I stopped at a store and picked up one more item for my brother’s girlfriend for my mom to give to her so that my mom wouldn’t have to worry about trying to get dad to go do it, which means I saved him a trip as well.

Tonight, as I was wrapping more of the gifts I will be giving at Christmas, I started thinking of this giving concept. I’ve been doing 25 days of blessings for 23 days now, and really it’s been 23 days of giving. I don’t know if you believe Jesus is “the reason for the season”, if you believe “Christmas” is a religious holiday or what you’re beliefs are. I don’t care if Jesus was actually born on December 25th or not… The fact of the matter is, it is the day that we have traditionally set aside to celebrate Christ’s birth. But, as I realized tonight… This season is a season of giving – that’s the way it was designed to be. God “gave” His Son as a “gift” when He allowed Christ to enter the earthly realm. It is only fitting that we give of ourselves during this season – whether it’s monetary, time, gifts, talents, etc… it doesn’t matter as long as we GIVE.

Giving is a joy and a blessing in and of itself. Giving requires us to stop seeking out for “number one” and start focusing on someone other than ourselves. If we’re all set out to seek our own interests instead of the interests of others this world would be a lonely place. And, even though this world seems to be full of greedy people who aren’t worried about who they hurt in the process as long as they get what they want, our time would be better spent focusing on the needs of others and building relationships that last, impacting lives in positive ways, and that is what would fill the inner needs we have.

Giving doesn’t require a plethora of money… It just takes a willing heart. I can’t think of any better gift than time spent with loved ones – even if that means I give of my energy, my time. As long as the giving is sincere and comes from the heart, nothing else matters.

Just some things to think about as Christmas 2013 draws near. Thanks for reading!

~ Tara

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25 Days of Blessings – Days 21 & 22


I must apologize for not letting you in on the blessing from yesterday  Рyesterday. I spent my day cleaning and organizing, and then soaked in the tub and went to bed after that. My mom has commented for several months (maybe even a year now) about how she wishes the dining room was cleaned and not cluttered. Since I was cleaning for Christmas and in preparation of having company, I cleaned and organized every room Рincluding the dining room. This was made possible in part by my dad who allowed me to clean and organize his stuff. Mom still commented today about how nice it looks in the dining room. My aunt that stopped over this afternoon even asked what had happened. LOL

As for today…. While my aunt was here, she was filling up water jugs, so I went to her van and got the rest of them out and brought them into the house. Then, I carried every one of them to her van for her.

In addition, my friend who’s mom has lung cancer – has been at the hospital where her mom had her surgery Monday, and I spoke to my friend’s husband today about what I could do that would help my friend while she is away. Long story short, I went to her house this afternoon and dusted for her and wrapped all of her Christmas presents for her. Near the end of the wrapping, my friend’s daughter came over and helped.

I must say, at 7:30 on a Sunday evening, I’m tuckered out, but now I have my own wrapping to do. Thanks for reading!

~ Tara

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