... Seeing Angels Almost 9 months exactly after my Mom died my youngest child was born. I felt truly blessed by God having this new baby come after such a difficult year. I did feel regret, though, that my new son would never get to know my wonderful Mom. As my baby got older, ... smile, and waved. That ’ s when I realized that children can not only sometimes see the invisible angels around us, but can often see the angel living within each of us as well. I think that Earth would be a lot more like Heaven if we all looked at each other and saw the angels ... was then that it occurred to me that while my son may not have gotten to know my Mom in person, he had certainly gotten to know her angelic spirit watching over him. I was remembering all of this the other day while taking a stroll. It made my own spirit feel warm with God ’ s ...

... , But it's not just a penny This little coin I've found. Found pennies come from heaven That's what my Grandpa told me, He said," Angels toss them down" Oh, how I loved that story. He said," When an Angel misses you They toss a penny down, Sometimes just to ... you up To make a smile out of your frown" So don't pass by that penny When you're feeling blue, It may be a penny from heaven That an Angel's tossed to you. [Author Unknown-from 'Aiken Drum ' (Aiken @AikensLaughs.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... Inspirational and Christian MESSAGES-A Penny. ...

... Guardian Angels I believe in guardian angels. Since I was a boy I have felt watched over, loved, and protected by my unseen friends and I am so thankful to God for them. I have had far too many near misses with hurt and harm over the years for it to be mere luck. I guess my guardian angels are keeping me around for a reason and I will do my best not to make their work too hard in the future. I ... Through all of his years in school he has struggled with Autism. It has made it difficult for him to learn, to relate to others, and to function in this world. Thankfully, though, he has had a guardian angel with him every step of the way. His aide has been there with him through all the difficulties, through all the triumphs, through all the pains, and through all the joys. She was there when he first started to speak ...

... Laughing Angels My youngest son doesn ’ t talk much. He has severe Autism that hampers his ability to speak and communicate. It also locks him in his own world much of the time. Yet, when he laughs and smiles he can light up the darkest day. Sometimes he will break into a spontaneous spasm of giggles for no apparent reason at all. When this happens my daughter and I will often joke that his dearly departed Grandma and her angel friends must ... tickling him. The other night while I was busy working at my desk I once more heard his musical laughter behind me. I asked," Son are the angels tickling you again ?" and got an even louder burst of giggles as an answer. I smiled and turned around to see him. There he stood under the ceiling fan with its glass globe glowing above his head like a halo. Dangling from it too was a glass angel figurine that we had tied to ...

... mind. It was late-December from several years earlier. I was shopping alone trying to pick up some thick Winter socks to warm my frozen feet. As I rounded the corner in the store I saw a Christmas tree full of paper angels. On each angel was the name of a needy child whose family couldn ’ t afford to buy them a gift that year. Shoppers who picked an angel could buy a simple toy or gift and the store would wrap it and send ... to the child that Christmas. Around the tree I saw a teenage boy and girl picking out several angels apiece. Their mother was smiling while she watched them. I walked up next to her and started talking with her. She told me that her children started this several years ago when she first explained to them what the Charity Angel tree was for. Each offered to give up one of their toys that year so that a needy child could have one. It didn ...

... The Christmas Alphabet A is for Angels, appearing so bright, Telling of Jesus that first Christmas night." And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host" Luke 2: 13 B is for Bethlehem, crowded and old, Birthplace of Jesus by prophet foretold." But thou, Bethlehem Ephratah, out of thee shall he come forth unto me that is to be ruler in Israel" Micah 5: 2 C is for Cattle, their ... His bed, There in the stable where He laid His head." And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger" Luke 2: 7 D is for David and his ancient throne Promised forever to Jesus alone." He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of his father David" Luke 1: 32 E ...

... him the father's final blessing, which Isaac had meant for Esau. Esau, of course, was furious at his scheming brother, and Jacob fled for his life. During his flight, one night he had a vision. God's angels were descending from heaven on flights of stairs. This was the first time Jacob knew that God had plans for him. He went on his journey to Haran, the land of his ancestors. There he lived with his uncle, Laban ... had to work another seven years so he could get Rachel! Still he kept on with his trickery. Finally, he decided to take his family and go back to Palestine. On the journey there, he once again encountered an angel. This one was really something. The two of them had a wrestling match! Guess who won? The angel, of course. But Jacob hung on to him until the angel gave him a blessing. He was also given a ...

... Thank You, Lord A newly arrived soul in Heaven was met by St. Peter. The saint toured the soul around Heaven. Both of them walked side by side inside a large workroom filled with angels. St. Peter stopped in front of the first section and said," This is the Receiving Section. Here, all the petitions to God said in prayer are received". The soul looked at the section, and it was terribly busy with so many ... angels working in that room, since so many blessing were being packed and delivered to Earth. Finally at the farthest corner of the room, the soul stopped at the last section. To the surprise of the soul, only one angel stayed there idly, doing nothing." This is the Acknowledging Section ," St. Peter told the soul." How is it that, there is no work here ?"" That's the sad thing ," St. Peter answered." ...

... this from the heavens, and seeing the child laying in the manger, the shepherd" made known abroad all they had heard and seen" Some coincidence, huh? As Christmas draws near, I wonder what the shepherds, the angels, and the baby in the manger of Bethlehem had to do with million dollar church buildings, million dollar church bank accounts, and church boards which pull the strings of puppet-like" pulpiteers" I wonder what the Christ-child would say about all ... know the story of Christmas. On that night long ago, while the shepherds guarded the temple flocks at a place called Migdal-Eder, a ray of hope burst forth on a people and a world trapped in darkness. We're told an angel spoke words which have become somewhat famous the world over." Fear not ," he said," I bring you glad tidings of great joy !" The shepherds turned their attention heavenward, for they understood what these tidings might be. The ...

... , the Christmas spirit just seemed to be absent in her heart this year. What she would miss most of all was their family tradition of having daddy lift their little boy up to the top of the tree to place his handmade Angel on top of the tree. She worried too, about her two children. She had no idea how she could possibly provide them with the Christmas gifts they wanted this year. It was all she could do just to manage to pay ... of love that came in the envelope that day, from her" Unseen Angel" On Christmas morning, as the kids opened their gifts, she could tell that she had chosen" just the right" gifts with the" Unseen Angel's" gift. Her gift though, was seeing her children smile! Later that morning, their dad arrived to pick the children up. The older of the two children hugged her mom the tightest. She knew that it would be her ...

... Wishing you every joy... George Macdonald wrote that" If instead of a gem or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give" I can remember one of the first loving thoughts that was cast into my own heart and the angel who placed it there. I was a young boy and my parents, brothers, and I were spending the afternoon at the ... of a family friend. This friend was the hymn leader at our church as well as the music teacher at my grade school. I remember I used to sit and listen to her play songs on her guitar for hours at a time. On this day my dad was outside once again working his mechanic magic or her ailing, old car. My mom was setting up a picnic for everyone and my brothers were in the yard playing. I was inside talking with our ...

... cars, and shoveled out the paths. After an hour of hard work the job was finally done. Laughing, I let the child that still lives inside of me fall back into the snow and make a snow angel for the angels in Heaven to see. It felt good walking back to my house after a job well done. It felt even better looking around at this wonderful world of white. But it felt best of all knowing that God and His angels were ... cleaned off the cars, and shoveled out the paths. After an hour of hard work the job was finally done. Laughing, I let the child that still lives inside of me fall back into the snow and make a snow angel for the angels in Heaven to see. It felt good walking back to my house after a job well done. It felt even better looking around at this wonderful world of white. But it felt best of all knowing that God and ...

... heart, mind, and soul. It is so blissful to feel her presence as I do my best to give love, spread joy, and make this world a better place. It is so wonderful to realize that a thousand angels are cheering me on as I strive to do what God wants me to do and go where God wants me to go. It is so peaceful knowing that this life I am living is a part of something far greater than myself. ... outside. I would always smile and silently tell my Mom how much I loved her as they fluttered by. This year I have seen more butterflies than ever before. I think my Mom must have gathered a thousand, invisible, angel riders to join her in watching over me. It is so glorious seeing all these butterflies floating on the breezes whenever I go out. I know that it is just my Mom ’ s wonderful way of letting me know that she loves ...

... more precious. That present is seeing the way he lives with so much peace and happiness every single day of his life. He is the embodiment of the Christmas Spirit all year long. I am sure that God and all the angels must be smiling down as they watch this" special" son of mine. He lives the way we all should live. He sees the beauty of the world, the miracle of life, and the love of God in all things ... oldest son is always the first to get the Christmas Spirit in our house. He usually gets it a few weeks before Thanksgiving. It is a joy to watch. With both the heart of a child and the soul of an angel he cherishes everything about this time of the year. He takes so much happiness in putting our decorations up. He takes so much pleasure in our evening drives to look at the outdoor lights on other people ’ s houses. He takes ...

... we see clear through the veil of suffering around us. Let us give thanks for the little things like being able to help someone in need." Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it" (Hebrews 13: 2) [by: Michele Starkey, Copyright 2003 (Thankful4Life @aol.com)-from '2TheHeart ' (editor @2theheart.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... a few napkins. He sat down slowly, positioning himself with his left arm resting on the table." T-h-a-n-k y-o-u. G-o-d s-e-n-t m-e a-n a-n-g-e-l t-o-d-a-y" He smiled as I answered," No, God sent ME the angel. You see, I suffered a stroke, too. I survived a ruptured brain aneurysm four years ago. It was a stroke of luck that God put you in my path this morning to remind me how blessed I really am. ...

... Springtime. As I go out to walk my dogs at daybreak I can literally hear dozens of birds singing songs of love, joy, and delight. Often I pause our walk to just listen to the beautiful music of these feathered angels. The dozens of different songs float through the cool morning air to form a Heavenly symphony for my happy ears. They bring a smile to my face and a song to my own heart as well. They awaken the sweet morning music ... chorus of well wishes to every soul you pass on the street. You can share the harmony of help and happiness with your neighbors and the whole world. You can make your entire life such a sweet song of love that every angel in Heaven will want to sing along.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2009 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... shown me that a single smile can warm a heart and uplift a soul. He has also shown me that a Heavenly spirit can shine through any disability. He has also shown me that God sometimes sends us our greatest teachers and angels in disguise. My son didn ’ t need words, a PhD, or a brilliant mind to teach me. All he needed was the loving heart and the joyous soul God gave him. May all of you learn as much from ... can ’ t solve their problems or ease their pain. He has shown me that love is its own reward. He has also shown me, though, that a child ’ s laugh can sound as lovely and joyous as an angel ’ s song. He has also shown me that the light in a person ’ s eyes can twinkle as beautifully as the stars. He has also shown me that a single smile can warm a heart and uplift a soul. He ...

... Children of God. People ’ s eyes sparkled, and their laughter became music. I smiled joyously at it all and wondered what I had been afraid of all those years. I knew, though, that thanks to that little angel I would never feel lonely in crowds again. I wish that lovely, little girl who helped me a lifetime of joy without fear and love without loneliness. I know too that I won ’ t be the last person whose eyes she ... to face for comfort. It was then that her eyes met mine. In that moment we both smiled and I felt our souls touch. The fear and loneliness left her eyes and I saw love and joy replace them. Her angelic smile warmed my own heart as well and in that second I could feel a blanket of God ’ s love around us both. We shared a lifetime ’ s friendship in that instant before waving goodbye to each other. As I walked ...

... In The Leaves Oneness Much Obliged A Drop In The Ocean 10 Lessons Learned Those Are My Principles Emergency Numbers God Can Use You It's A Choice Uplifting Things To Do Today Changing Colors Do You Want To Be Right Listening To Our Better Angels Dad -Help A Way To Find Enjoyment A Humble Spirit Birthday Thoughts A Few Simple Secrets Needing A Nudge Who's Your Hero Devil Takes His Bags Filling The Barrel Home Following Your Bliss The Power Of Solitude Letter To Stephen Hawking Toll Road To Success ... Leafage And Rootage A Helping Hand2 In The Rearview Mirror Listening To Your Heart Lessons For Life Joy Is Free How Do You Know Miracle Workers The Best Revenge Your Own Spring The Wooden Apples There It Is Seeing Through Autism's Walls Your Inner Angel Staying Connected 19 Horses Life's Tug Of War Early To Bed Growing Young Being Kind And Charitable The Gift Easy -Difficult It Is Up To You Homemade Happiness Let Go Of Your Grudges Weather And Good Hearts Advent Bell Then I'll Be Happy Forgotten Dog's ...

... All Of Our Moments All Our Childern All The Joy You Need Almost Heaven Alphabet Faith Guide Alphabets Of Happiness Already There An Encouraging Word An Irish Memory An Unlikely Pair And God Created Woman And It Came To Pass And So It Is Angels Angels Of The Highway Honor Veteran Anger And Love Anxieties Make A House Call Apples Appreciation Archibald Campbell Was A Nobody Are You Waiting To Be Called As Old As I Use To Be As You Go Through Life Asking Forgiveness At Least One Friend ... Christmas -1st Corinthians 13 Style Christmas Gifts Circles Of Kindness Clocks Closed Doors Closer To Home Coincidence Coincidence Or God Comfort Food Comfort Foods Confessions Of A Chocoholic Connected Connected For Life Controlling The Tongue Cookies Cool Heads -Warm Hearts Coping With Stress Corporate Angel Network Counting Little Blessings Counting Your Blessings Cowboys Ten Commandments Crazy Weather Create Fathers Cross Circuiting To B Curfew Time Does Not Follow Normal Rules Dad -Help Dad And The Snake Dad Ruined My Life Daddy's Empty Chair Dandelions Dandelions2 Day One Or Day Two ...

... School One Thing To Remember And So It Is Bringing Heaven To Earth What Is Love2 Ups And Downs Watch The Children Ten Things To Improve Your Relationship Making Those Obstacles Vanish Apples A Morning Gift A Look Of Love Our Perfect Design Guardian Angels Thoughts Of Yesterday Devil Takes His Bags Easter Story Cookies I Wanted To Breathe Footsteps To Live By Hand In Hand Precious Moments Sunrise In A Cemetery Beatitudes For SAHMs-06 I Always Wanted To There -You -Are The Preacher's Lament Making Pancakes A Tribute To ... Say To Childern Then I'll Be Happy Enjoying What You Do What Is Life All About Attitude Three Keys To Successful Living Love In The Home Making Sense Of Life When Others Grieve Renovation -Rejuvenation -Restoration Success In Spite Of Adversity Dear Child Corporate Angel Network Singing The Blues The Way We See It The Real You Charles Schultz Philosophy Healthy Self'image A Spittin Image Holding Pattern A Life That Matters Almost Heaven Snoopy A Ray Of Sunshine The Merry -Go -Round Curfew Time Does Not Follow Normal Rules Remembering ...

... Angels Most people I know believe in angels. Even some of the ones who are a bit uncertain in their belief in God still believe in angels. Why is this? Maybe it is because it feels right to believe in a force of goodness higher than ourselves. God has far too often been mistakenly shown as a punisher of us. Angels, however, are almost always shown delivering God's messages of love and joy, helping us in our times of need, and aiding us in our desire to do good. We so often fall short of that desire that it is comforting to know that there are forces stronger than us willing to help us in our efforts. I myself believe deeply in angels. I believe that God is a god of love and that God wishes for us to be full of love, joy, peace, and happiness. I believe that God sends his angels to help us constantly whenever we need them whether ...

... it? How many of us have wished that we could have those three wishes that would change our lives? How many of us have wished that we could finally get all that money and all that stuff so that we could finally be happy? I hate to say it, but I was one of those genie wishers for a long time myself. I finally realized, however, that I didn ’ t need a genie in a lamp because I already had an angel in my mind. That angel had always been there trying to get my attention and show me the truth about life and love, but for a long time I was too busy wishing for a genie to hear him. I was waiting to get all of that stuff so that I could finally be happy. One glorious day, though, I finally heard what my angel had been whispering all those years." More stuff isn ’ t going to make you happy. ...

... Your Inner Angel I saw another angel recently. Sometimes it is hard to spot them because they are so good at disguises. There was no white robe on this one. She was wearing a faded, flowered, sun dress not suited for the Winter weather. Her coat too was well worn and probably older than my grown up son. She didn ’ t have a halo. Her white hair, though, sparkled when the light hit it and her smile shined with joy. There were no wings to be seen either. She was walking slowly in her scuffed up shoes while she pushed her shopping cart through the supermarket. I knew that she was an angel, however, when at the checkout she divided her groceries into 3 small piles. She apologized to me for doing so but explained that she was buying food for two other elderly people who couldn ’ t make it out in the bad weather. I just laughed and told ...

... Corporate Angel Network Pilot Priscilla Blum was taxiing her single-engine plane at the Westchester County, New York, airport when she noticed corporate jets taking off or landing nearly empty. An idea came to her. Blum, who had had breast cancer years earlier, knew how expensive and grueling transportation was for cancer patients who had to travel for specialized treatment." I thought, wouldn't it be great if we could fill some of those empty seats ?" she recalls. That was eighteen years ago. Today, Corporate Angel Network transports cancer patients-at no charge-all over the United States. The group has access to some 1500 jets from over 500 companies. If a participating jet's itinerary matches that of the patient, flight arrangements are made. Casey Chapley was ten months old when she was diagnosed with a rare eye cancer. Her parents, Keith and Belinda, decided to take Casey for experimental nonradiation-based treatments in Philadelphia, 300 miles from their ...

... Creating Fathers When the good Lord was creating fathers, He started with a tall frame. A female angel nearby said," What kind of father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high? He won't be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping. And God smiled and said," Yes, but if I make him childsize, who would children have to look up to ?" And when God made a father's hands, they were large and sinewy. The angel shook her head sadly and said," Large hands are clumsy. They can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on ponytails or even remove splinters caused by sticks used as baseball bats" And God smiled and said," I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small boy ...

... Listening To Our Better Angels I was driving my daughter home from college for the weekend on a Fall Friday afternoon. The air was warm, the sun was shining, the sky was clear, and God ’ s paintbrush had just begun to color the mountains of my home. Spectacular reds, yellows, and oranges glowed from the trees and kept a smile glowing on my own face as we drove up the narrow mountain road. As I rounded a curve I saw an old gentleman who I knew didn ’ t own a car walking the way we were going. I was happy then to give him a lift since it was on our way home. Two days later I was driving up the same road on a Sunday afternoon after taking my daughter back to college. A cold rain was falling from an overcast sky and the fallen leaves on the road were slick and caused me to drive extra slow. As I neared the top of ...

... Keeping Up With The Angels There is a question that has been troubling me for a long time now: just exactly who are the Jones and why am I supposed to be keeping up with them? Every time I turn around I seem to be bombarded with a single message: Buy! Magazines, radio, billboards and television keep telling me that I need a bigger home, a newer car, more electronics, and fancier clothes. If I get them my life will be complete and if I don ’ t then I will fall behind the Jones and face utter misery. It is so ridiculous that I just have to laugh. Now I don ’ t know who these mythical Jones are. I am not sure how expensive their house is or how shiny their just bought car looks. I am uncertain about how many new electronic goodies they have purchased or what they do. I have no idea either about what designer labels are on ...

... Finer Than Wealth I love the story about an angel who suddenly appears at a faculty meeting and tells the dean of the college that, in return for his unselfish and exemplary behavior, he will be given his choice of infinite wealth, wisdom or beauty. Without hesitating, the dean selects infinite wisdom." Done !" says the angel, and disappears in a cloud of smoke and a bolt of lightning. Now, all heads turn toward the dean, who sits surrounded by a faint halo of light. At length, one of his colleagues whispers," Say something wise" The dean looks at them and says," I should have taken the money" Though wealth is highly regarded in our world, I rather suspect this fictitious academic made the better choice. Wisdom, like many other virtues, is usually more difficult to obtain and can be far more satisfying. I've heard it said that when our hearts are empty, we ...

... Angels Of The Highway Honor Veteran Several years ago my father was killed in a tractor accident in Arkansas. He didn't have much experience on a tractor. He was a military man. He'd seen combat duty in World War II, Korea, and Viet Nam. For twenty-seven years he'd worn the uniform of his country and it was decorated with a silver star, a bronze star, and a purple heart. He was to be buried with full military honors at the national cemetery in Arlington, Virginia. Things like that don't seem to matter to most folks these days. The lot had fallen to my older brother to drive to Pine Bluff, Arkansas to pick up the cremated remains of my father and return them to the family home for a memorial service. My brother drove home on Interstate 30 with a plastic box containing my father's remains and an American flag riding on the passenger seat of his pickup. As he drove along, somewhere ...

... from that merry Irishman has stayed with me. I knew from that time on that God not only loves us, but also wants us to be happy in our lives here. We may face challenges, tragedies, suffering, loss, and eventually our own deaths. But with God ’ s love within us we can still choose joy, give joy, live in joy, and make this world a more loving and joyous place for everyone. I never saw that angel from Ireland again. I am sure, though, that wherever he is right now, he is spreading joy and he is sharing love. That red-headed Child of God gave me a glorious example of how to live in the Kingdom of Heaven even while we are still here on Earth. Because of him I laugh more. Because of him I love more. Because of him I smile more. He was right too. Smiling does feel so darned good. May all ...

... her mother saw the pants crumpled on the floor of her daughter's bedroom-still torn. She looked around for her daughter. Spying the basement light on, she called down the stairs," Are you down there running around with your pants off ?" A big voice boomed up," No ma'am. I'm reading the gas meter" Of course, what parent can't relate to her exasperation? On the other hand, I DO have trouble understanding the guy in Los Angeles who was arrested for negligent discharge of a weapon after shooting his toilet bowl five times with a handgun (and yes, this is true). Why did he assault the commode? He apparently exploded when he couldn't extract a hair brush his daughter flushed down. He might benefit from the advice of one of America's great presidents, Thomas Jefferson, who cautioned," When angry, count to ten before you speak; if very angry, count to 100" I think ...

... of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are My perfect angel. You are My beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and My Eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes-don't change them. Your lips-how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've held your heart close to Mine. Of all that lives and breathes, you ...

... could pass on the wisdom we have learned and help them to avoid some of the pain and struggles that we have gone through. I think that my own advice to the younger me would be quite simple. This is what I would say. Wake up earlier more often and take the time to watch the sun rising over the hills. Bend down to smell the flowers in the Spring. Swim more in the Summer. Play in the Fall leaves. Make snow angels every Winter. Turn the TV off in the afternoon and go play with your dogs instead. Don ’ t rush through those Sunday family dinners. Savor every bite of food and joy in them. Tell your Mom and Grandma you love them everyday and hug them every chance you can.. Don ’ t complain about chopping wood with your Dad. Enjoy every moment you have with him. And don ’ t argue so much with your brothers. Life is too short ...

... much time looking for the right person to love or finding fault with those we already love, when instead we should be perfecting the love we give. Never abandon an old friend. You will never find one who can take his place. Friendship is like wine, it gets better as it grows older. May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be." I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly" [Author Unknown-from 'E-Mail Ministry '] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... ’ s example is a beacon that I try to follow as well. Whenever I feel too challenged in my own life I look at the challenges that she has overcome in hers. She may have lost her sight but she never lost her soul. She knows that the eyes that really see are the eyes of the heart, and she does her best everyday to follow the loving vision that they give to her. I am sure too that the eyes of the angels watching over her are always filled with tears of joy and that their faces are always full of shining smiles. I hope then that when you go through your own life you are not distracted by the murky view that this world so often gives you. I hope that you see it for the illusion it is and instead look at life with the clear vision of your heart ’ s eyes. God wants us to see this world and our lives through the eyes of love ...

... A Christian's Way To Reduce Stress An Angel says," Never borrow from the future. If you worry about what may happen tomorrow and it doesn't happen, you have worried in vain. Even if it does happen, you have to worry twice" Pray. Go to bed on time. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule, or that will compromise your mental health. Delegate tasks to capable others. Simplify and unclutter your life. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too many) Allow extra time to do things and to get to places. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over time; don't lump the hard things all together. Take one day at a time. Separate worries from concerns. If a situation is a concern, find out what God would have you do and ...

... Heaven, the Lord God ever looks at the six billion earthlings and goes," Oh no -I have to provide for all of them, every day, for the rest of their lives !" Probably not. His resources are as immeasurable as the universe, and all our needs combined scarcely begin to tap into His reserves. The dailiness of life is part of our problem, not one of His. Bible students recall how the Lord fed Israel with manna -the original angel food -six days a week for forty years during Israel's wilderness wanderings. God's people received a lasting illustration of the sufficiency of the Lord for every day. The movie" Dead Poets Society" introduced the Latin expression" carpe diem" to most of us." Seize the day" became the watchword for everyone committed to making the most of each moment. Once we realize that life is a gift from a good God, and not our right nor an entitlement, we're ...

... you ever had a moment when you finally felt the joy inside of you that you have wanted all of your life? The first time I had a moment like that I was a little boy sitting on my Mom ’ s lap while she read me a story. In that second everything felt right with the world. I remember too having moments like that each time I held my own baby children in my arms and gently rocked them to sleep. Holding those peaceful angels so close made my heart grow warmer and my love grow deeper. I had another moment like that the first time I realized that God loves me just as I am with all my weaknesses and faults. It was then too that I first decided that I wanted to grow better for the Heavenly Father who loved me so much. Over the years these moments of Oneness have grown more frequent as well. Each one has filled me with joy. Each one has connected me ...

... . It is always such a pleasure to take walks around town with my oldest son. He has more people say" Hi" to him in a day than I do in a week. This is because his goodness and friendliness touches the hearts of everyone he meets. My youngest son rarely speaks at all, yet his spirit shines in other ways. His spontaneous joy and delight in the simplest things makes me smile and his wonderful laughter sounds as beautiful as an angel ’ s song. Both of my sons do have Autism, but Autism doesn ’ t have them. My boys also remind me that sometimes the brightest souls come to Earth in disguise. They come hidden in broken bodies and handicapped minds. They come needing our help and care, yet at the same time they show the rest of us how to live. They go around spreading love, sharing joy, and shining God ’ s light. And they help us to ...

... on the slow track gives me time to talk to my friends and be with my family. It lets me watch the sun rise in the morning sky and set at the end of the day. It gives me moments to sip coffee and laugh at the comics in the newspaper. It reminds me to stop and sniff the dogwoods and flowers in the Spring, walk barefoot in the grass in the Summer, romp in the leaves in the Fall, and make snow angels every Winter. It helps me to keep my arms, hands, and face in good shape by giving me plenty of time to hug my kids, pet my dogs and cats, and smile at all of life ’ s simple pleasures. It allows me to take long walks on warm evenings and feel the breeze on my face. It lets me read uplifting books, listen to beautiful music, and dare to sing along myself. Most of all it gives me time ...

... together? When was the last time you tasted Mom's best recipe, salt water on a carefree day at the beach, a snowflake? When was the last time you had a puppy lick your face, a cat purr in total affection, a child that thought dog biscuits were cookies? When was the last time you gave a hug for no reason, said a kind word to a stranger, intentionally blessed your daughter? When was the last time you made snow angels, threw snowballs, had rosy red cheeks? When was the last time you received an unexpected gift, phone call, visit or email? When was the last time you took a long walk, rode a new bike, read a good book? When was the last time you had a belly laugh that actually came from your belly, a heartache that brought healing, a physical pain that made you slow down and really see others-maybe for the first time? ...

... We were born to share, to be a blessing to those around us. Reach up, my friend and believe for that is God's dream. Lift your hands, my friend and live for that is God's purpose. Paint your world, my friend with songs for that is God's compassion. Hold on, my friend with gentleness for that is God's love. Bless those around you, my friend for you are God's gift. No less than a flower planted by angels and nurtured by the hands of God. [Author Unknown-from 'Aiken Drum ' (Aiken @AikensLaughs.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Autumn Leaves It looks like Autumn is sneaking in a bit early this year in the forested mountains of my home. Tiny splashes of red, yellow, and orange are appearing on tree after tree here. It is so beautiful. It is almost like a thousand angels with paint brushes are flying over the forests on these early September nights spreading both color and joy. Seeing all of the beauty and color of these wonderful Autumn leaves has made me decide to do something that I haven ’ t done in a few years. It will probably be a few more months before I can do it, but I am going to jump in a pile of Autumn leaves again. I am going to dance in them and hear them crunch under my feet. I am going to lay down in them and feel them brush up against my face. I am going to smell them and let them invigorate my being. I am going to play in ...

... The Most Important Trip You May Ever Take It is accurately said that it is easy to be an angel when nobody ruffles your feathers. But it seems that feather rufflers will always be around. We're told that 19th Century German statesman Prince Otto von Bismarck once became so incensed at the criticism of a professor (he must have ruffled the prince's feathers ), that he challenged him to a duel. Protocol had it that the one challenged was to have the choice of weapons. The professor made his choice. sausages! He sent word to Bismarck, along with a pair of sausages, that one sausage was safe to eat. The other had been poisoned with trichinae, which would cause a slow and lingering death, or at least long invalidism. He informed the prince that he should choose which sausage to eat and said he would eat the other one. Bismarck reasoned that a man might die with some sort of honor on a dueling field ...

... hold her hand, tell her they love her, and kiss her for one last time. Today someone finally realized just how much God loves them. Today a million prayers went up to Heaven on the wings of faith and a million" Thank You ’ s" were said to God with hearts full of love. Today this world was made better by the good we did, the kindness we shared, and the love we gave to others. Today all the angels of Heaven joyfully smiled as they watched us strive to love each other, to help each other, and to live as God ’ s Children here on Earth. That is what happened today. That is what happens every day of our lives here. Don ’ t let the bad news bring you down then. Its hate and darkness can never stand against our love and light.~Joseph J. Mazzella~You can get Joseph Mazzella's book," WALKING THE PATH ...

... Trials. The Ultimate Compliment Have you ever considered going through trial after trial to be a compliment? I had never thought of it this way until I taught a college class on the story of Job. The following Bible passage in particular stuck out to me." One day the angels came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them. The LORD said to Satan," Where have you come from ?" Satan answered the LORD," From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it" Then the LORD said to Satan," Have you considered my servant Job? There is no one on earth like him; he is blameless and upright, a man who fears God and shuns evil"-Job 1: 6-8 Tempting Job and giving him problems was probably the furthest thing from Satan's mind. Until God chimed in. He nominated Job for the job of temptee. Why? Why would ...

... her. With a gentle smile he told the cashier that he would pay for the milk. The look of relief on the poor woman ’ s face touched my heart. She thanked the older man while he smiled again and said not to worry about it. As she exited the store I could see that her eyes were still moist, but this time the tears were for a different reason. As he paid for her milk and his own items the white haired angel in disguise smiled at me one last time. Then as he was walking out of the store he gave me a wink and said," You can ’ t take it with you, you know" What he said is true. You won ’ t need any pockets for the clothes you are buried in. Every dime you have made in this world has only been a loan for you to use for a short time. Still, there are a few things that ...

... ? Are you fixing up a delightful meal for all those around you or are you brewing up a bitter broth in your heart, soul, and mind? Either way remember that it ’ s your choice. What you cook is up to you. It is never too late, however, to toss out the meal if you hate it and start a fresh pot stewing. God gave you all the ingredients you need to create a feast that even Heaven ’ s angels would love to dine on. Make your meal a great one then. Stir in a lot of love, pour on a generous helping of laughter, and mix in all the joy you can. And most of all don ’ t forget to let God read you the recipe.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2008 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... and more Heavenly place? If you want to be doing good in your life then spend that 15 minutes a day" truly" doing some good in your life. If you want to be doing even better try 20, 30, or 60 minutes a day. If you do you will see how the power of your love can change the world moment by precious moment. If you do you will feel the love of God inside you and hear the laughter of angels surrounding you as you bless the world with your life. Who could ask any more for just 15 minutes a day?~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool @wirefire.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Who's Your Hero? One of those strange newspaper stories told of a 19-year-old woman who had been charged in Los Angeles with two counts of trespassing-after sneaking into the home of actor Brad Pitt and trying on his clothes. I suppose we have different ways of adoring our heroes. But who are our real heroes? I was given a little quiz recently. See how well you do: Name the five wealthiest people in the world. Name five Olympic gold medalists. Name the last five winners of your national beauty contest. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize. Name the last half-dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress. Name the last decade ’ s national or world champions in your favorite sport. These people, of course, are the best in their fields. But fame is fleeting and outstanding performance is too soon forgotten. Now try another quiz: List a few teachers who aided your journey ...

... will be lifting me up. In fact, I will be traveling lighter than ever before on the wings of God ’ s glorious love. As you get ready for your own final trip then make sure that you are traveling light. Make sure that the stuff in your home always takes second place to the love in your heart. Make sure that your greatest possession is your own soul. And make sure that when you unpack it in Heaven God and all His angels will smile.~Joseph J. Mazzella~You can get Joseph Mazzella's book," WALKING THE PATH OF LOVE ," at www.amazon.com [by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2011 (joecool @wirefire.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... To Believe To believe. is to know that every day is a new beginning. It is to trust that miracles happen, And dreams really do come true. To believe. is to see Angels dancing among the clouds, To know the wonder of a stardust sky, And the wisdom of the man in the moon. To believe. is to know the value of a nurturing heart, The innocence of a child's eyes and the beauty of an aging hand, For it is through their teachings we learn to love. To believe. is to find the strength And courage that lies within us. When it is time to pick up the pieces and begin again. To believe. is to know we are not alone, That life is a gift and this is our time to cherish it. To believe. is to know that wonderful surprises Are just waiting to happen, And all our hopes and dreams are within reach. If ...

... work of our souls puts love in our hearts and joy in our lives. There is an old saying that goes we all should:" Work to live, but live to love" People can do both. Machines never can. Remember then to always love from your heart and work from your soul. Every time you share a smile at work God smiles as well. Every time you bring a little laughter to those you work with you bring laughter to the angels as well. Every time you give a little love from your heart and joy from your soul you do the work of Heaven while still here on Earth. The work of machines may make our lives better, but it is the work of our souls that make life worth living.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2008 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... ears, and heart the wonderful, bright, shining soul that lives within my son. May you always bless your life with the sweet sound of" I love you" as well. Fill your home with its beautiful music. Let it float to Heaven on your prayers to our Father. Share its glorious, healing words with the world. Use it to touch the lives and brighten the hearts of all those you love. It truly is the song of the angels and the very voice of God.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2008 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , May Jesus Christ be praised! Does sadness fill my mind? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised! Or fades my earthly bliss? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! In Heaven's eternal bliss the loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised! The powers of darkness fear when this sweet sound chant they hear May Jesus Christ be praised! To God, the Word, on high, the hosts of angels cry, May Jesus Christ be praised! Let mortals, too, upraise their voice in hymns of praise; May Jesus Christ be praised! Rev. E. Caswell (1800) When I read these words it warmed my heart and the void dissipated into thin air. Reading this hymn bought hope to my soul; even the saints of old felt the ever present void that sin brings. I, as the saint of old; stood in the market praising Jesus. ...

... : for God finally broke through to Job after Elihu shared this truth:" A man may be chastened on a bed of pain with constant distress in his bones, so that his very being finds food repulsive and his soul loathes the choicest meal. His flesh wastes away to nothing, and his bones, once hidden, now stick out. His soul draws near to the pit, and his life to the messengers of death." Yet if there is an angel on his side as a mediator, one out of a thousand, to tell a man what is right for him, to be gracious to him and say,` Spare him from going down to the pit; I have found a ransom for him -then his flesh is renewed like a child's; it is restored as in the days of his youth. He prays to God and finds favor with him, he sees God's face and shouts for joy; he is restored ...

... someone you care about. Running into an old friend and realising that some things (good or bad) never change. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you. Watching the sunrise. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day. Knowing that somebody misses you. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think. Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly. [Author Unknown-from 'keepAhead ' (IwantTwisted @keepAhead.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... like that very much" That Friday, after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the doorway with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's." I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed ," she said, as she got into the car." They can't wait to hear about our meeting" We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large ...

... And I alone am now responsible for raising my son. Add to that the fact that I've been abandoned by my daughter (who had" sided" with Mommy in this terrible affair)." Well, God, I'm here to tell you that I just can't take it anymore! I'm asking You, I'm begging You. PLEASE. step in and carry the load for just a little while so that I can recuperate !" I wish I could tell you that Angels appeared out of nowhere to comfort me. Or that I was actually able to SEE God. But, no such thing. Do you want to know what happened next? I laid down and went to sleep! And I had the very best sleep I'd had since my nightmare had begun maybe six months ago! When I woke up in the morning I somehow realized the help that I'd asked God to give me. And I was able to just shrug my shoulders at ...

... and collapse dead on the ground. This day, the character of a new King is forged on the battlefield, the character of King David of Israel. Life often faces us with challenges. Sometimes they overwhelm you, and you don't feel capable of victory. The story of David and Goliath reveals the power of faith in the Spoken Word. David believed in what he said, he saw it in his mind and it manifested before his eyes. Did David have angelic assistance? How is it possible for a simple stone to kill a giant? You may wish to ponder the questions I asked, but you are going to miss the moral of the story. First, all things are possible. It doesn't matter how big, tall or fierce the challenge looks. While others around you declare there are no answers, and that there is no way; faith can cause you to see the victory before the fight starts. Faith allows you ...

... Heaven ’ s Fire When I was a little boy our church was always full of music. We didn ’ t have an organ, a band, or even a stereo. All that we had was one lady with a guitar, but when she sang I am sure that all of Heaven ’ s angels must have joined in. During the week she was the music teacher at our local grade school. Many of the children ’ s songs that still live on in my mind today where learned in her class. It was the songs that she sang during those Sunday services, however, that live on in my heart. I can still hear her sweet guitar and joyful voice leading us in the hymns we sang. Her music and her spirit were full of Heaven ’ s fire. They brightened you up, warmed you up, and lighted a fire in your own soul as well. My hymn leader, music teacher, and ...

... smile at a time. We can do it one uplifting word at a time. We can do it one heartfelt hug at a time. We can even do it one donated shirt at a time. We can build a better world with each act of love we share and good thing we do. We can do it with helpful hands and caring hearts. We can do it with cheerful spirits and joyous souls. We can do it knowing that God and His angels are smiling down upon us and helping us every step of the way.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2010 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , put vegetables into serving bowls and ice into glasses, she managed somehow to maintain eye contact, keep up with the conversation and look at the beautiful work of art! In the picture was a house. There were also flowers. Then there was a huge bee. The bee was bigger than the house and the flowers combined! Down in the bottom were loops, scratches and a heart:" Look, it says ‘ I love you mommy ’" our little angel declared. Bowls were put down, preparation came to a stop, and as she gathered our daughter in her arms and gave her a big hug and kiss, she said:" I love you too !" God used this moment to reveal something of Himself to me. You see, my wife didn't tell our little girl," Listen, I've got important things to do" She didn't say," Wait a minute, talk to me like an adult or I ...

... opening face-off, I always figure we have 'em eight-on-six" The Great One was so great because, when his chance came to make an impact, he was ready. And because he was ready, chances came again and again. I ’ ve learned this: it doesn ’ t matter what awaits me just across the sea if I haven ’ t built a boat. Many years ago a friend and I were talking about a speaking engagement I had accepted in Los Angeles. “ I ’ d love to go places and speak or lead seminars ,” she said. I asked her, “ What would you speak about? What do you want to teach ?” “ I don ’ t know. I ’ ve always wanted to write a book and lead seminars ,” she said, “ but I ’ ve never gotten around to it ” I ’ ve heard her speak – she has a great ability to relate to people. She has a ...

... me just how good it is to be loved. Each and everyday these five dogs show me just how great it is to love. I am sure too that God put dogs here on this world to teach us just that. If everyone on this world were to love each other as unconditionally as our dogs love us then Earth would seem a whole lot more like Heaven. It is good to be loved, but it is even better to love. My furry angels sent from God show me this every single day. May we all one day learn to love as freely, faithfully, and unconditionally as they do. May we all one day learn the lessons in joy, sweetness, playfulness, and happiness that they teach. May we all one day learn to live our lives as well as our dogs live theirs.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool @wirefire.com)-{ used with ...

... onto while he walked. When we did this his fear disappeared and his smile returned. He seemed happy to walk along forever hand in hand with us. I spent a lot of time over the next few weeks walking like this with him. Thankfully, he finally did learn to let go and walk on his own before my back gave out. In my own walk through life I sometimes find myself falling on my butt too. I know that Heaven ’ s angels are cheering me on and urging me to get up and keep going no matter how many mistakes I make and how many times I fall. Still, sometimes I find myself crawling instead of rising. Happily, though, there is always a hand there ready to help me back to my feet. God ’ s loving hand is always there ready to help us up and get us going again. His back never gives out either. He will walk hand in hand with ...

... Changing Colors Autumn this year in the mountains of my home has been truly spectacular. It is like an angel artist has been assigned to paint each tree in the most glorious colors imaginable. Perhaps it is the wisdom of age that has helped my eyes to see more clearly. Still, to me the leaves have never looked as beautiful as they do this Fall. One tree in my backyard has especially caught my attention. Every year before this one its leaves had always turned to a rich, vibrant red in October. This year, though, the entire tree was bathed in the most outrageous orange. It was both delightful and amazing to watch this tree suddenly change its colors. Looking at that bright, orange beacon in my backyard made me think too of how we can go about changing our own colors. I remember when cold, dark hues colored my own heart, soul, and mind. I remember when fear, apathy ...

... quietly over the far hill and knocks gently on my window to wake me up. It continues as I walk my dogs outside and watch the pink and purple clouds slowly turn to gold. The light continues all day long too, kissing the growing plants and brightening up the hearts of playing children and happy adults alike. Even the biggest clouds can ’ t keep the sun back for long. It bursts through with huge, glowing sunbeams wide enough for Heaven ’ s angels to slide down them. When it finally does set at the end of the day it leaves with a beauty that no Earthly painter could ever match. Even then, though, the light continues. Soon the moon and stars begin to shine in the warm summer night then hundreds of fireflies join in blinking on and off in their light show of love. It is a glorious sight to see. As beautiful as this Summer light is, however, it still can ’ ...

... Phyllis, do you believe in Easter? Do you believe that Jesus Christ is alive and that He wants to live in your heart ?" Phyllis Cross said," Oh I want to believe that with all of my heart, and I do want Jesus in my life" Right there, Phyllis Cross prayed and invited Jesus Christ into her heart. For the first time Phyllis Cross did not walk out of a hospital room, she was carried out on the wings of angels. Two days later, Phyllis Cross came in and Edith said," Do you know what day it is ?" Phyllis Cross said," Why Edith, it's Good Friday" Edith said," Oh, no, for you every day is Easter. Happy Easter Phyllis !" Two days later, on Easter Sunday, Phyllis Cross came into work, did some of her duties and then went down to the flower shop and got some Easter lilies because she wanted to go ...

... brochure states," Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has entered into the heart of man what God has prepared for those who love Him" (I Cor 2: 9). On occasion I have had a glimpse and experienced its beauty (I Cor. 2: 10). God has revealed it to us by His Spirit. I wonder if it might not be like the Garden of Eden in days of old, and perhaps the angelic choir that sang at the birth of Jesus shall be in concert (Luke 2: 8-14). I think of the exclusive neighborhood and the neighbors-a people chosen by God the Landlord, and prepared for eternity by the Holy Spirit (Eph. 1: 4). They shall be carefully screened for their righteousness and holiness before being accepted (II Cor. 5: 10). The binding lease is for eternity (John 17: 3). I'll see ...

... , I'm just another decorator. If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family, I'm just another cook. If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family, it profits me nothing. If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir's cantata but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point. Love stops the cooking to hug the child. Love sets aside the decorating to kiss the husband. Love is kind, though harried and tired. Love doesn't envy another's home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens. Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way. Love doesn't give only to those ...

... it home all right and, suddenly, a third voice broke in on the conversation:" Breaker 19, don't worry, good buddy. Go your way. I'll see him home !" Glancing in his mirror, he saw a livestock truck move into the exit lane behind the brown sedan. I think there are good people the world over. People who will gladly give that caring touch, a needed warm embrace or a patient and listening ear. They are like angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly. Look around. You're sure to see one. And look in the mirror. You might spot one there, too.~Steve Goodier~[ by: Steve Goodier-Copyright 2009-from Steve Goodier (LifeSupport @yahoogroups.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... program at the school he loves. Over the years, in spite of his Autism, he has grown into such a kind, happy, and caring young man. He is a joy to this world and I know too that his Mother and I aren ’ t the only reason he became the blessing he is. That is why I want to give a special thanks to so many who have helped him over the years. His beautiful sister has been a true angel in watching over him. I can ’ t thank her enough. His aide at school has been like a second Mother to him. God blessed us by sending her into his life. I thank too all of his teachers that showered him with praise and encouragement and allowed both his mind and spirit to grow. All the wonderful coaches who allowed him to be equipment manager on their teams over the years deserve a special thanks as well. They gave my son so much ...

... to the mall, the next county, foreign country, but not to guilt country. Tell the people you love, that you love them, at every opportunity. AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. Today, may there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly where you are meant to be." I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly" [Author Unknown-from 'andychaps_the-funnies ' (Andychap @aol.com)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... me with hundreds of little lessons that have brought so much laughter into my life, love into my heart, and joy into my soul. Here are just a few of the many wonderful bits of wisdom that life has given me. When raking leaves in the backyard always rake them into a big pile. This makes it easier for you and your children to jump and play in them. Shoveling snow off the driveway isn ’ t complete until you make a snow angel, build a snowman, and have at least one snowball fight. When mowing the lawn always leave a clump of dandelions or sweet clover standing for the butterflies to enjoy. You will get tired of playing fetch long before your dog does, but you should still play anyway. An empty lap is far less happy than one that has a cat, dog, or young child sitting on it. A clean house isn ’ t always a happy house. The best homes ...

... people are more important than profits, that kindness is more valuable than cash, that friends and family mean more than stocks and bonds, and that goodness and love are the greatest riches of all. I wish all of you a wonderful life. May you live a life that makes God smile. May your days overflow with kindness. May your heart be full of love. May your actions always help others. And may you even get a chance to help an angel earn his wings.~Joseph J. Mazzella~You can get Joseph Mazzella's book," WALKING THE PATH OF LOVE ," at www.amazon.com [by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2011 (joecool @wirefire.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Love vs. Obligation A house is a house is a house-until love comes through the door, that is. And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that special brand of angel dust that transforms a house into a very special home for very special people: your family. Money, of course, can build a charming house, but only love can furnish it with a feeling of home. Duty can pack an adequate sack lunch, but love may decide to tuck a little love note inside. Money can provide a television set, but love controls it and cares enough to say no and take the guff that comes with it. Obligation sends the children to bed on time, but love tucks the covers in around their necks and passes out kisses and hugs (even to teenagers !). Obligation can cook a meal, but love embellishes the table with a potted ivy trailing around slender candles. Duty writes many letters, but love tucks a joke ...

... . She was carrying a trash bag in one hand and a pointed stick with a nail driven through it in the other. As she slowly made her way toward us she stopped to jab a piece of trash she saw on the ground with her stick. Then quickly and neatly she placed it in the trash bag. When we met she smiled and said:" Hello" to us. Her teeth were cracked and worn, but her voice was as youthful and angelic as I had heard in many a day. We talked for a bit and I thanked her for making our nature walk more beautiful with her work. She smiled again and said:" I just do what I can" before continuing down the path. Of all the things I saw that day, she was the most beautiful. May we all live as lovely a life as her. May God help us all to grow more and more loving so that our last ...

... fact that as we grow older we tend to laugh less and less when instead we should be trying to laugh more and more. Laughter brings beauty to our faces. It reverses our wrinkles. It exercises our insides. It keeps us young. Laughter clears our thoughts. It wipes out our worries. It reduces our fears. It puts our problems in perspective. Laughter helps our souls to sing. It sets our spirits to soaring. It makes us sound like angels. It helps us to see the world through the eyes of love. I am going to do my best to keep laughing all of my days here. I am going to keep my mind open for all the joys each day may bring. When my days are done I want my laugh lines deep enough to drive a truck in. When my life here is over I want to hear our Heavenly Father say:" Well lived, well laughed, and well loved ...

... ? He used dirt, just like for the rest of us. Magic, plus super powers, and a lot of stirring. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts. Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom? We are related. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me. What ingredients are mothers made of? God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string. I think. What kind of little girl was your mom? My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy. They say she used to be nice. How did your mom meet your dad? Mom was working ...

... . I will be happy then to be a part of God ’ s choir of joy here on Earth until I can join God ’ s choir of joy in Heaven. In everything you say and in everything you do let your heart and soul sing with love, joy, and oneness with God. Make your own life a beautiful song that brings happiness to the ears of the world. Sing like a bird on the first day of Spring. Sing like an Angel on her first day in Heaven. Sing and invite all you know to join in the music.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool @wirefire.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Let Go Of Your Grudges As we approach the New Year it's a good time to clean out the clutter in our lives. That means disposing of useless papers and unused stuff but also throwing away old grudges. The prevalence and durability of grudges proves Maya Angelou's observation that people don't always remember what you said or did, but they do remember how you made them feel. Grudges are nothing more than toxic memories of how someone made us feel. But Confucius taught that" To be wronged is nothing unless we continue to remember it" So why do so many of us choose to consciously preserve and revisit toxic feelings that detract from our happiness? Perhaps we fool ourselves into thinking we can inflict some sort of pain on the person who wronged us. In fact, holding on to a grudge is like holding on to a hot stone. It doesn't hurt the stone or the person who gave it to us; it only hurts the one ...

... smiled at the man and then rode on towards his home. After reading that story I prayed to God. I asked Him to help me to nurture the goodness in my own heart. I asked Him to help me to develop a caring soul and a giving spirit. I asked Him to fill me with His love so that anyone who looks into my eyes will find them kind. I am sure too that when Thomas Jefferson entered into the light of Heaven the angels were cheering. They were cheering not because he had been President of the United States. They were cheering instead for every ride he gave, kindness he shared, and good thing he did in his life here.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella Copyright 2010 (joecool @wirefire.com)-submitted by: Joseph Mazzella] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... he hated all of these foods and wanted some candy. When his mother refused he began to throw a fit. His crying, kicking, and screaming were getting louder and louder until his mom firmly said," If you don ’ t behave and eat your fruits and vegetables then you won ’ t be getting any of the homemade cookies your grandma brought over when we get home" With these words the crying stopped and the child ’ s face brightened with an angelic smile. I could hear the pure delight in his voice when he said," Oh Boy! Grandma made cookies" I smiled then and realized that even as adults we are often like that toddler. God is holding our hands and leading us on a path of incredible growth in learning, goodness, love, and joy. The trouble is that often we are kicking and screaming all the way. We don ’ t want what is really good for us. We ...

... world he is seen as mentally handicapped. In the eyes of Heaven, however, he is seen as so much more. His concern, caring, laughter, love, gentleness, and good cheer light up the lives of everyone he meets. His bright and beautiful spirit touches the hearts of so many everyday. When it comes to the essential things in life he is far less handicapped than the rest of us. In the eyes of Heaven he is a shining angel on a divine mission to bring more love and more light into this world that needs it so much. While my son happily goes about making this world a better place I do my best to follow his example. I do my best to love as simply, freely, enthusiastically, and unconditionally as he does. I do my best to brighten the days of others without any thought for myself. I do my best to live as a Child of God and a being ...

... a brand new face cream that was supposed to diminish wrinkles and laugh lines. The grandmother just laughed and said," Sweetie, I am 80 years old. I have learned to love all my laugh lines. After all, I earned every one of them" Then just to prove her point she laughed again and tickled her great granddaughter. The little girl ’ s and the old woman ’ s laughter blended together with a sound as musical and beautiful as an angel ’ s song. I left the store feeling a lot better about all the laugh lines I had earned in my own life. I remembered too all the beautiful faces I had seen over the years. The most radiant ones of all always seemed to have the most laugh lines as well as the fewest frown creases. They shined with joyous smiles and sparkling, loving eyes. Their beauty was ageless and eternal. It didn ’ t matter if they were 48, or ...

... you touch. They spread God's love and life's joy everywhere. They show all who are watching how to love, how to give, and how to live. I hope that someone was watching when my son gave out his own lesson in hugging. A single hug can warm a hundred hearts. Hugs like love, joy, laughter, and smiles travel from heart to heart and from soul to soul until they circle the world. They make us more like the angels and Earth more like Heaven. They help us to give lessons in God's love and wisdom each time we simply open our arms and wrap them around another.~Joseph J. Mazzella~[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool @wirefire)-from 'Inspired Buffalo ' (InspiredBuffalo @lighthouse.net)] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves. Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said," go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help" Don't we all? [Author Unknown-from 'andychaps_the-funnies '] Inspirational Messages SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...