Whispering Phoenix Lioness's blog: "kiss on the cheek"

One of the things that was difficult for me to wrap my mind around when Lawrence passed away was that God is my husband now. I was very honest with the Lord about it. I had no problem seeing God as my father, friend, savior, lord and so much more but husband, not so much. God helped me to gradually see him and go to him for things that I probably would have gone to Lawrence for had he been here. This morning as I was thinking about God being my husband he reminded me of something I wrote a long time ago. It’s a song he gave me for a ladies meeting where I spoke. The topic was The Bride of Christ. I’m not a singer or songwriter but sometimes God stretches us way beyond our natural abilities and this was one of those times. Yet this morning I realized this just wasn’t a song for the women who attended that day. He was preparing me, putting this truth in my heart. God knew I would need to understand that he would be my husband someday. He loves us so much and prepares us for everything we will face. What an amazing God we serve.

Will You Be My Bride – Sherry Miller

Will you be my bride,
Will you walk by my side,
Will you love me eternally.
Will you take my hand,
Won’t you understand,
I adore you, my lovely bride.

I will honor you and cherish you,
As we walk hand in hand.
I’ll be your shelter, when winds blow in.
I will be faithful and true.
I gave my life for you.
I adore you, my lovely bride.

Looking back
On the memory of
The dance we shared 'Neath the stars above
For a moment All the world was right How could I have known That you'd ever say goodbye 
And now
I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end
The way it all would go
Our lives Are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss
The dance  Holding you
I held everything For a moment Wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known How the king would fall
Hey who's to say
You know I might have changed it all

And now
I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end
The way it all would go
Our lives Are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss
The dance 
Yes my life
It's better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss
The dance

You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you 
What if I find somebody else and I don't need you
What if this goes south, what if I mess you up
You say what if I break your heart in two then what

Well I hear you girl, I feel you girl but not so fast
 Before you make your mind up I gotta ask

What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if this is it, what if it's meant to be
What if I ain't one of them fools just playin' some game
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up and it's our last first kiss
What if one of these days baby I'd go and change your name
What if I loved all these what ifs away

What if the sky falls (sky falls) or the sun stops burnin'
We could worry about them what ifs 'til the world stops turnin'
Or I could kiss you (you should kiss me), what if you liked it (bet I'd like it)
Well we ain't never gonna know unless we try it

What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if this is it, what if it's meant to be
What if I ain't one of them fools just playin' some game
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up and it's our last first kiss
What if one of these days baby I'd go and change your name
What if I loved all these what ifs away

Awe yeah
C'mon

You say what if I hurt you, what if I leave you 
What if I find somebody else and I don't need you

Damn

What if I was made for you and you were made for me
What if this is it, what if it's meant to be
What if I ain't one of them fools just playin' some game
What if I just pulled you close, what if I leaned in
And the stars line up and it's our last first kiss
What if one of these days baby I'd go and change your name
What if I loved all these what ifs away

Away (away)

What if?

Bank Account

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who
is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with
his hair fashionably coiffed and shaved perfectly,
even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing
home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away,
making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting
patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled
sweetly when told his room was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I
provided a visual description of his tiny room,
including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his
window.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an
eight-year-old having just been presented with a new
puppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he
replied.

"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time.
Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how
the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my
mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I
make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I
can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I
have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or
get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll
focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've
stored away. Just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what
you've put in.

So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of
happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you
for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still
depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be
happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.

Before I met you, my heart was locked.

Hurt by past relationships, the key was lost.

An angel was sent from up above.

I was guided back to life through your love.

You showed me trust and devotion.

I have never felt such wonderful emotions.

I now enjoy life to the fullest.

And I understand that I am blessed.

Now I have the happiness that I crave.

You've given me the courage to be brave.

As we grow up, we learn that the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.  You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. So send this to all of your friends in the next 5 minutes and a miracle will happen tonight.  Good friends are like stars. You don't always see them but you always know they are there.

Girlfriends
I'm only as strong as the cocktails I drink, the hairspray I use, and the girlfriends I have. Here's to you! Why do we only have parties for each other when one of us gets married, pregnant, has a birthday, or retires? What would most of us do without our sisters, confidants, and shopping, lunching and traveling girlfriends? Let's celebrate each other for each other's sake! Pass this on to your girlfriends!
If you get this twice or more, you are lucky to have more than one girlfriend. Be happy!

Someone will always be prettier.
They will always be smarter.
Their house will be bigger.
They will drive a better car.
Their children will do better in school.
And their husband will fix more things around the house.
So let it go,
and love you and your circumstances.
Think about it.
The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.
And the most highly favored
woman on your job may be unable to have children.
And the richest woman you know,
she's got the car, the house, the clothes....might be lonely.
And the word says if "I have not Love, I am nothing."
So, again, love you.
Love who you are.
Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say
"I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed to be disappointed!"
"Winners make things happen.
Losers let things happen."
Be Blessed ladies and pass this on to encourage another woman.
"To the world you might be one person,
but to one person you just might be the world".

  "A Woman should be loved"

This is written in the Hebrew Talmud, the book
where all of the sayings and preaching of
Rabbis are conserved over time. 

It says: "Be very careful if you make a woman
cry, because God counts her tears.  The woman
came out of a man's rib.   Not from his feet to be
walked on.   Not from his head to be superior, but
from the side to be equal.   Under the arm to be
protected, and next to the heart to be loved."

Pass this on to all exceptional women that you know...
and to men so they know the value of a woman.

A Poem That Gives You Goosebumps... 

       A drunk man in an Oldsmobile 

       They said had run the light 

       That caused the six-car pileup 

       On 109 that night. 

       When broken bodies lay about 

       "And blood was everywhere," 

       "The sirens screamed out eulogies," 

       For death was in the air. 

       "A mother, trapped inside her car," 

       Was heard above the noise; 

       Her plaintive plea near split the air: 

       "Oh, God, please spare my boys!" 

       She fought to loose her pinned hands; 

       "She struggled to get free," 

       But mangled metal held her fast 

       In grim captivity. 

       Her frightened eyes then focused 

       "On where the back seat once had been," 

       But all she saw was broken glass and 

       Two children's seats crushed in. 

       Her twins were nowhere to be seen; 

       "She did not hear them cry, " 

       "And then she prayed they'd been thrown free, " 

       "Oh, God, don't let them die! " 

       Then firemen came and cut her loose, " 

       "But when they searched the back, " 

       "They found therein no little boys, " 

       But the seat belts were intact. 

       They thought the woman had gone mad 

       "And was traveling alone, " 

       "But when they turned to question her, " 

       They discovered she was gone. 

       Policemen saw her running wild 

       And screaming above the noise 

       "In beseeching supplication, " 

       Please help me find my boys! 

       They're four years old and wear blue shirts; 

       "Their jeans are blue to match."" 

       "One cop spoke up, ""They're in my car, " 

       And they don't have a scratch. 

       They said their daddy put them there 

       "And gave them each a cone, " 

       Then told them both to wait for Mom 

       To come and take them home. 

       "I've searched the area high and low, " 

       But I can't find their dad. 

       "He must have fled the scene, " 

       "I guess, and that is very bad." 

       "The mother hugged the twins and said, " 

       "While wiping at a tear, " 

       "He could not flee the scene, you see, " 

       "For he's been dead a year." 

       "The cop just looked confused and asked, " 

       "Now, how can that be true? " 

       "The boys said, ""Mommy, Daddy came " 

       "And left a kiss for you."" " 

       He told us not to worry 

       "And that you would be all right, " 

       And then he put us in this car with 

       "The pretty, flashing light. " 

       "We wanted him to stay with us, " 

       "Because we miss him so, " 

       "But Mommy, he just hugged us tight " 

       And said he had to go. 

       He said someday we'd understand 

       "And told us not to fuss, " 

       "And he said to tell you, Mommy, " 

       "He's watching over us." 

       The mother knew without a doubt 

       "That what they spoke was true, " 

       "For she recalled their dad's last words, " 

       " I will watch over you." 

       The firemen's notes could not explain 

       "The twisted, mangled car, " 

       And how the three of them escaped 

       Without a single scar. 

       "But on the cop's report was scribed, " 

       "In print so very fine, " 

       An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109. 

       "The 7 Second Prayer, Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves. 

       "Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart, and bless my 

       family, my home, my friends, and me. Amen. " 

       Pass this message to 7 people {EXCEPT YOU AND ME}. 

       You will receive a miracle tomorrow. 

       He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare. 

       This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me, and 

       He asked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" I responded: 

       "Lord please, take care of the person 

       who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. 

       They deserve it and I love them very much. 

       " The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginning, 

       but not its end.This message works on the day you receive it 

       Let us see if it is true. 

       ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we call 

them FRIENDS. 

       Pass this on to your true friends. 

       Do not break this prayer; send it to a minimum of 5 friends 

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.
She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.
She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle."
"I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.
"His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?"

"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you," the pharmacist said, softening a little.

"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."

The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?"

" I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money."

"How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.

"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly.

"And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to."

"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers. "

He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need."

That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

"That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?"

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents....plus the faith of a little child.

In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.

A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law. I know you'll keep the ball moving!

Here it goes. Throw it back to someone who means something to you!

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends. But the treasure inside for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today I pass the friendship ball to you.

Pass it on to someone who is a friend to you.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad....I will dry your tears.

When you are scared....I will comfort your fears.

When you are worried.....I will give you hope.

When you are confused....I will help you cope.

And when you are lost....And can't see the light, I shall be your beacon.....Shining ever so bright.

This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.

Signed: GOD