Thursday, April 7, 2011
Day 97, April 7
One of my favorite parables in the Bible is that of the talents. A master gives three servants one, two, and five talents, respectively. The servants receving two and five talents doubled theirs, earning their master's praise, while the servant who received one talent buried his and earned the master's condemnation. Okay. You know where I'm going with this. The theme of talents and creativity keeps showing up in my blog. What can I say? Let me share with you examples of individuals who multiply their talents. A number of years ago, my daughter, Alanna, wanted to learn to make cards. She started by attending workshops on card making. Her first efforts were those of a beginner, but she kept working, practicing, and refining her techniques. Today, her cards and scrapbook pages are works of art. She shares her talent with her friends and has taught her daughter how to make cards as well. A dear friend enjoys music. She plays the piano, the organ, the guitar, and the flute. She also composes and sings. Several years ago, she went back to college to earn a degree in music therapy. Today, she works as a music therapist for Hospice, brightening the days of many people who are unable to leave their homes. Another sweet friend has a natural gift for caregiving. For years, she volunteered to care for people who had accidents and suffered from other ailments. Today, she works as a home health aide, helping infirm people with personal care and giving them an extra dose of love. So, for today, I am grateful for individuals who multiply their talents and bless the lives of others.
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I know a lady who loved to write. So she wrote and wrote (you know, practicing), and submitted her writing. And was rejected. And didn't give up. And she wrote and wrote some more, and submitted her writing, and it began to be accepted. Throughout all of her writing, the power of love is evident. Love of family, love of friends, love between men and women, and most of all love of God. Her writing reaches out to touch others and bless their lives in ways she will probably never know. Sometimes her writing is still rejected, but she never gives up. Her life is like that, too. She keeps loving and writing. I'm grateful for the power of love and those who believe in it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for mentioning me mom. My origins in card making make me think of us first coming to Loveland and us going to Marian's together.
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