Health Benefits of a Hug

Health Benefits of a Hug – Hugging is healthy.  It helps the body’s immune system, it keeps you healthier, it cures depression, it reduces stress, it induces sleep, its invigorating, its rejuvenating, it has no unpleasant side effects, hugging is nothing less than a miracle drug.

Hugging is all natural:  It is organic, naturally sweet, no pesticides, no preservatives, no artificial ingredients and 100% wholesome.

Hugging is practically perfect: there are no movable parts, no batteries to wear out, no periodic checkups, low energy consumption, high energy yield, inflation-proof, non-fattening, no monthly payments, no insurance requirements, theft-proof, non-perishable, non-polluting, and of course, fully returnable.  unknown

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The Best Things in Life are Free

The Best Things in Life are Free

Some people come into our lives and quickly go

Some stay awhile, and leave footprints on our hearts

And we are never, ever the same

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Living Life

Living Life to the Fullest – Life is not a race – but indeed a journey.  Be Honest.  Work hard.  Be choosey.  Say “thank you”, “I love you”, and “great job” to someone each day.  Go to church.  Take time for prayer.  The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh.  Let your hand shake mean more than pen and paper.  Love your life and what you’ve been given, it is not accidental – Search for your purpose and do it as best you can.  Dreaming does matter.  It allows you to become that which you aspire to be.   Laugh often.  Appreciate the little things in life and enjoy them.  Some of the best things really are free.  Do not worry, less wrinkles are more becoming.  Forgive – it Frees the soul.  Take care of yourself – plan for longevity.  Recognize the special people you’ve been blessed to know.  Live for Today, enjoy the moment.   by Bonnie L. Mohr

 

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Mother is a Word Called Love

MOTHER is a word called LOVE
And all the world is mindful of
The love that’s given and shown to others
Is different from THE LOVE OF MOTHERS…
For Mothers play the leading roles
In giving birth to little souls,
For though ‘small souls’ are heaven-sent
And we realize they’re only lent,
It takes a Mother’s loving hands
And her gentle heart that understands
To mold and shape this little life
And shelter it through storm and strife…
No other love than MOTHER LOVE
Could do the things required of
The one whom God gives the keeping
Of His wee lambs, awake or sleeping,
So Mothers are a ‘special race’
God sent to earth to take His place,
And MOTHER is a lovely name
That even SAINTS are proud to claim.
by Helen Steiner Rice

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Tribute to Women

A Tribute To all the Wonderful Women out There!
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
But they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream..
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
And laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don’t take “no” for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
Their heart breaks when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
Yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They’ll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope, love, and compassion.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have incredible things to say and everything to give.
If there is ONE flaw in women, it is – they forget their SELF-WORTH.

Happy Mothers Day to all you wonderful women, your strength is incredible. Enjoy your day!

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Attitude of Gratitude

“Gratitude” – My focus is on an attitude of gratitude.  I love poetry and want to share a poem by Charles Swindoll

My Attitude

“The longer I live, the more I realize
the impact of attitude on life.
Attitude, to me, is more important than
education, than money, than circumstances,
than failures, than successes, than appearance,
giftedness or skill.  It will make or break
a company, church or home.
The remarkable thing is that we have
a choice every day regarding the attitude
we will embrace for that day.
We cannot change our past.
We cannot change the fact that
people will act in a certain way.
We cannot change the inevitable.
The only thing we can do is play on the one
string we have, and that is our attitude.
I am convinced that life is
l0% of what happens to me
and 90% how I react to it.
And so it is with you.
We are in charge of our attitudes.”

For those of you who have been to my house in the summer you know I also love roses, all along the front of my home is a rose bed, when their all in bloom it is a breath taking place to be.   It is easy to be grateful for the roses in our lives.

In President Hinckley’s book “Way to be” he gives 9 ways to be happy and make something of your life, the first B is “Be Grateful,” he tells us that Gratitude creates the most wonderful feeling.  It can resolve disputes. It can strengthen friendships.  It makes us better men and women.  The habit of saying thank you is the mark of a cultivated mind”.

Spring is just around the corner, and we know every rose has its thorn; my roses are a bed of brown canes with thorns.  Before I can have those beautiful roses each year, I have to go out and prune the dead stems, no matter how careful I am, I end up getting stabbed & scratched by the thorns.  It’s not as easy to be grateful for the thorns in our lives.

President Brigham Young said, “I do not know of any, excepting the unpardonable sin, that is greater than the sin of ingratitude.”  Regardless of our trials, with the abundance we have today, we would be ungrateful if we did not appreciate our blessings.

Stephen Post the author of” Why good things happen to good people” has researched the benefits and power of gratitude.  In his research he discovered why giving thanks is good for our health.   His studies have shown that love-related qualities—like gratitude—actually make us physically healthier
Gratitude Defends
Just 15 minutes a day focusing on the things you’re grateful for will significantly increase your body’s natural antibodies.
Gratitude Sharpens
Naturally grateful people are more focused mentally and measurably less vulnerable to clinical depression.
Gratitude Calms
A grateful state of mind induces a physiological state called resonance that’s associated with healthier blood pressure and heart rate.
Gratitude Strengthens
Caring for others is draining. But grateful caregivers are healthier and more capable than less grateful ones.
Gratitude Heals
Recipients of donated organs who have the most grateful attitudes heal faster.

Bonnie D. Parkin in Conference 2007 said, Gratitude is a Spirit-filled principle. It opens our minds to a universe permeated with the richness of a living God.
She tells the story of a family going through a difficult time. It was hard for them not to focus on their challenges. The mother wrote: “Our world had completely crumpled, so we turned to Heavenly Father for guidance. Almost immediately we realized that we were surrounded by goodness and were being cheered on from every side. We began as a family to express our gratitude to each other as well as to the Lord daily. A close friend pointed out that our family’s ‘blessing basket’ was overflowing.  From that conversation came sort of game, which my children and I grew to love. Before family prayer each night we would talk about how our day had gone and then share with each other the blessings we could add to our ‘blessing basket.’ The more we expressed gratitude, the more there was to be grateful for. We felt the love of the Lord. 

What would a “blessing basket” add to our families?

In 2007 for Christmas I made gratitude journals to give, inside those dollar store journals I typed, At the end of each day ask yourself?  Have I seen the hand of God reaching out to me?  Write down one thing you are grateful for!  Count your many blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord has done.

Thank you, God, for everything – the big things and the small, for ‘every good gift comes from thee’ – the giver of them all – and all too often we accept without any thanks or praise, the gifts God sends as blessings each day in many ways – first, thank him for the little things that often come our way, the things we take for granted.  But don’t mention when we pray, then, thank him for the “miracles” we are much too blind to see.  And give us new awareness of our many gifts from thee, and help us to remember that the key to life and living is to make each prayer – a prayer of thanks – and every day thanksgiving.

What would a gratitude journal add to our families?

There was a time in my life when there had been too many thorns – I was in a bed of despair and ingratitude – at that time someone cared enough about me to share the poem
TODAY – A new day

These quotes were also shared -

Early in life I decided that I would not be overcome by events.  My philosophy has been that, regardless of the circumstances, I shall not be overcome, but will try to be happy.  Life is not easy for any of us.  But is a continual challenge, it is up to us to be cheerful and to be strong, so that those who depend on us may draw strength from our example.

Martha Washington - “I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may be; for I have learned from experience that the greater part of my happiness or misery depends upon my disposition and not upon my circumstances.”

And last - Nothing is easier than fault-finding; no talent, no self-denial, no brains are required to set up in the grumbling business.

At that time I was visiting teaching a woman who was also going through some severe trials; I turned my thoughts to her, what could I do to make her days brighter.  This became a turning point in my life, I soon began to forget my own thorns and see how I could bring roses into her life.

Being Grateful in any circumstance is a Choice!   Too many people are unhappy because they haven’t learned Gratitude.  We are sole responsible to find happiness in our lives.  The more Gratitude we show – The More we will have to be Grateful For!  We need to put on those Rose Colored Glasses!

President Monson has said – The future is as bright as our faith

In the story of the ten lepers, why do you think the Lord asked, “Where are the nine?”  Of the ten men who were healed, only one returned to express gratitude.   This must have disappointed our Savior.

Do we recognize the Lord’s hand in our lives?   Do we murmur, complain, resist, or criticize.  The leper’s expression of gratitude was recognized by the Savior as an expression of his faith. As we pray and express gratitude to a loving but unseen Heavenly Father, we are also expressing our faith in Him. Gratitude is our sweet acknowledgment of the Lord’s hand in our lives. The Lord counsels not to murmur because it is then – difficult for the Spirit to work with us.

Trials are frightening. And yet the Lord said: “Be of good cheer, for I will lead you along. The kingdom is yours and the blessings there of – are yours – and the riches of eternity are yours.  “And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious.”

The kind of gratitude that receives even trials with thanksgiving requires a broken heart and a contrite spirit, humility to accept that which we cannot change, willingness to turn everything over to the Lord—even when we do not understand, thankfulness for hidden opportunities yet to be revealed. Then comes a sense of peace.

When was the last time you thanked the Lord for a trial or tribulation?  It is sometimes difficult to express gratitude when we are under stress, yet it is often these situations that permit significant spiritual growth.  Have you ever offered a prayer of just Thanksgiving and not ask for anything?

Prayers don’t need to be eloquent – just simple, specific, and sincere expressions of our gratitude for the everyday blessings we receive.

President David O. McKay observed, “We find in the bitter chill of adversity the real test of our gratitude … , which … goes beneath the surface of life, whether sad or joyous.  He has commanded us to be grateful because He knows being grateful will make us happy.  Gratitude requires awareness and effort, not only to feel it but to express it.

OUR DEEPEST GRATITUDE should be for the atoning sacrifice of our Savior Jesus Christ.  We can never fully comprehend the suffering He endured for us in the Garden of Gethsemane and on the cross, but we can express our gratitude for this great gift in the things we say and the things we do.  I know the atonement is real, I am so grateful for what Jesus has done for me to heal the thorns in my life.  I am so grateful for the humbling lessons I have learned from those trials.
I would like to share the poem -

Good timber

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil
To gain and farm his patch of soil,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.

Good timber does not grow with ease,
The stronger wind, the stronger trees,
The further sky, the greater length,
The more the storm the more the strength.
By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
In trees and men good timbers grow.

Where thickest lies the forest growth
We find the patriarchs of both.
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.

There will be thorns in our everyday lives; we came here to be tested.  We were never promised it would be easy, only worth it – Ida Taylor shares some good advice – Take each day one at a time – One day at a time – this is enough – do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone, and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come.  Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering.

I know an attitude of gratitude makes me happier.
I wish I had an attitude of gratitude mastered.

We each must make a DAILY choice to look for roses of gratitude.  My prayer is we can bloom where we are planted.

Most of this information has been taken from LDS conference talks and poetry I have collected over the years.
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A New Day

Today – A New Day

Outside my window, a new day I see

and only I can determine what kind of day it will be.

It can be busy, sunny, laughing, and gay,

Or boring and cold, unhappy and grey.

My own state of mind is the determining key,

for I am only the person I let myself be.

I can be thoughtful and do all I can to help,

or be selfish and think just of myself.

I can enjoy what I do and make it seem fun,

or gripe and complain and make it hard on someone.

I can be patient with those who may not understand,

or belittle and hurt them as much as I can.

But I have faith in myself, and believe what I say,

and I personally intend to make the best of each day.

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How to Make Women Laugh

Girlie Wisdom Quotes to make you laugh!

1.  A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control pills… she has 14 kids but she doesn’t really care..

2.  One of life’s mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates can make a woman gain 5 lbs.

3.  My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.

4.  The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes.

5.  The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don’t know what you are doing, someone else does.

6.  The older you get,
the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends.

7.  Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today…

8.  Sometimes
I think I understand everything, and then I regain consciousness.

9.  I gave up jogging
for my health when my thighs kept rubbing together and setting fire to my panties.

10. Amazing! You hang something in your closet, for a while, and it shrinks 2 sizes!

11. Skinny people
irritate me! Especially when they say things like…’You know sometimes I forget to eat!’ …..Now, I’ve forgotten my address, my mother’s maiden name, and my keys, but I have never forgotten to eat.  You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat!

12. The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing — and then they marry him.

13. I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That’s my idea of a perfect day!

LIVE SIMPLY………LAUGH OFTEN……..LOVE DEEPLY

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Parable of the Pickle Jar

Parable of The Pickle Jar
The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom.  When Dad got ready for bed, he would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar.

As a small boy, I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar.  They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty.  Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled.

I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar to admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window.  When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank.

Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production.   Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck.  Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me – hopefully ‘These coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son.  You’re going to do better than me.  This old mill town’s not going to hold you back.’

Each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank – toward the cashier, he would grin proudly.  ‘These are for my son’s college fund.  He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me.’

We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone.  I always got chocolate.  Dad always got vanilla.  When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm.  ‘When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again.’  He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar.  As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other.  ‘You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,’ he said.  ‘But you’ll get there; I’ll see to that.’

No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar.  Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar.  To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me ‘When you finish college, Son,’ he told me, his eyes glistening, ‘You’ll never have to eat beans again – unless you want to.’

The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town.  Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone.  It had served its purpose and had been removed.  A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood.

My dad was a man of few words: he never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith.  The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy.  In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me.

The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents.  After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild.  Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms.  ‘She probably needs to be changed,’ she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her.

When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes.
She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. ‘Look,’ she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser.  To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins.

I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins.  With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room.  Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt.  Neither one of us could speak.  This truly touched my heart.

Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessings.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.  With one small gesture you can change a person’s life, for better or for worse.  God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way.  Look for GOOD in others.

The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched – they must be felt with the heart ~ Helen Keller

Happy moments, praise God.
Difficult moments, seek God.
Quiet moments, worship God.
Painful moments, trust God.
Every moment, thank God.

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How to Control Your Temper

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.   His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.  Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily – gradually dwindled down.

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.  Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all.

He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.   The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.   He said, ‘You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.  The fence will never be the same.

When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.  You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.   But It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound will still be there.   A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.   This father knows best – use discipline now – when learning how to control your temper.

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