Have you persistently sought to seek understanding, self-improvement, and a way to serve purposely day by day? It’s been my blustery bug for decades. Not long ago, I came upon a prayer I wrote to God. Maybe I’ll share it someday, not now. There is beauty, truth, and love to be harvested for you. To desire to be better is a personal endeavor. To be tempted to err calls for immediate discernment, and I believe every human can step up to lead a noble life.
When and how does one learn the alphabet? Can it be any more valuable than to gift a Webster’s Dictionary? I think not. In full disclosure, I must admit a deep love of learning. Years and years ago, and I purchased a book about Mr. Webster. Today there is one entitled Noah Webster: The Life and Times of an American Patriot, by Harlow Giles Unger. Who would have known what I am about to tell you next? Life is full of wonderful surprises. When we yearn for the good, the better, or even the best, God’s Universe conspires to bring things about. I have been blessed. Read on.
I must tell you once again about my friend Pauline Garron. I smile to think of how her beloved, departed husband said, “I don’t know how you gave up your maiden name ‘Webster’ for Garron.” Oh, it was love and it still is love, that’s how; are you smiling? I think it splendorous to have been born with such a name.
The Webster’s dictionary’s friendship has doubled its value. The alphabet challenge is ahead.
The beauty, the truth, and the love is present in the photograph of the Plumeria bouquets. It was captured yesterday morning by my dearest friend Cindy Schumacker in Kihei on Maui. She writes articles for three publications informing readers of people, projects, events, and all that benefits the island along with the world. She is a team of wishes for love, faith, and hope.
Somehow in the photographs of pleasantnesses another photo emerged as a signal of God’s Grace. Cindy was Love…I was Faith…Jeannette was Hope…and so now…Pauline is Grace…Cindy keeps in touch, Jeannette in our dreams, and Pauline is back to her roots in the North East…just a call away… She proofreads to catch my blurps and
I’m so grateful to all who find the typos and honest mistakes…Read on because the end will surprise you.
Remember the Alphabet Soup? Here is a tackle to tickle one’s star shine.
Had I a classroom, I would challenge all to devote a day to a letter of the Alphabet by writing a story, a poem, a prayer, a blog, an essay, all to unravel the thoughts. The assignment would be this:
BEWARE: Becoming Suitable Has Requirements. In twenty-six days have your novel talents disclosed:
E… be Encouraged
G… be Gentle
Y… be Yielding
Education is to be applauded by all.
I call for Summer Learning Camps where walking and reading, and writing, and talking become the normal. I call for serious students to search for ways to create clubs for meeting the thoughts shelved in libraries waiting to welcome conversation.
May all English teachers across the nation keep this sign above their desk:
Beware: the requirements for suitable living begin in communication.
Write and share your thoughts…