Thursday, October 16, 2008

The Friendship Rose

My Dear Friend sent me a rose.

A friendship rose.

Those of you dear ones who I care so deeply for. So many of you come to mind. Care oh lyn, Denise, Amrita, Jaye, Michelle, Trisha, Angie, Corey all of you and so many more I am dull of mind to mention. You have all uplifted me with your kindness. It has been a bit trying for me lately as I know it has for so many of you, and yet your comments extend a selflessness that touches my heart and lifts my burden so the weight does not crush me at times.

My Beloved gave me two dozen roses today and his kindness took me to weeping big healthy healing tears. So many times your comments help me feel, heal and buck up to journey on.

Bren wrote...

Donetta...I hesitate to tell you this, but feel led to just the same. You know how God will use something bad and make it something good???...He use you in that last night. My children are wonderful...do NOT get me wrong, but my daughter is unattached and wounded. She was rejected and often time lashes out...at me. I had a quilt made of my own hands. HOURS AND HOURS of hand quilting on it. All hand appliqued...1/4" cross hatch. It was one of my best pieces and was wrought with blood, sweat, and love. My daughter cut it up. Not big, but little snips into fabric here and there. I was devastated. I found later she was only trying to "be a sewer like you, Mommy" by clipping the basting threads...she caught fabric in the scissors. I half believed that...I always wonder at the intent and motive in the destruction that follows her choices. I still have this piece...it hangs over my bed, clipped fabrics and all.
My insecurities have been full. I read your blog...every post. I SEE the bond you have with your children. I SEE the love you have for them unconditionally. You have helped me privately in my parenting, for which I am grateful. I have still always "known" in my knowing that my daughter will never love me the way Dove loves you. Dash, too. When I saw what those "naughty children" did, God said, "See...your children can love you and still hurt you. Donetta, DOES know." I recognized your pain, but also I felt a healing at the expense of it. Thank you for being willing to share this.

5 comments:

Denise said...

You are such an inspiration to me, I love you.

~Bren~ said...

Donetta...I hesitate to tell you this, but feel led to just the same. You know how God will use something bad and make it something good???...He use you in that last night. My children are wonderful...do NOT get me wrong, but my daughter is unattached and wounded. She was rejected and often time lashes out...at me. I had a quilt made of my own hands. HOURS AND HOURS of hand quilting on it. All hand appliqued...1/4" cross hatch. It was one of my best pieces and was wrought with blood, sweat, and love. My daughter cut it up. Not big, but little snips into fabric here and there. I was devastated. I found later she was only trying to "be a sewer like you, Mommy" by clipping the basting threads...she caught fabric in the scissors. I half believed that...I always wonder at the intent and motive in the destruction that follows her choices. I still have this piece...it hangs over my bed, clipped fabrics and all.
My insecurities have been full. I read your blog...every post. I SEE the bond you have with your children. I SEE the love you have for them unconditionally. You have helped me privately in my parenting, for which I am grateful. I have still always "known" in my knowing that my daughter will never love me the way Dove loves you. Dash, too. When I saw what those "naughty children" did, God said, "See...your children can love you and still hurt you. Donetta, DOES know." I recognized your pain, but also I felt a healing at the expense of it. Thank you for being willing to share this.

Michelle Gregory said...

Once again, you are a mother to many.

The roses are lovely. So glad he bought them for you. He really is an incredible man.

Hope you are on the mend.

Michelle

Amrita said...

God bless you my buddy. We are all here to cheer each other up and reach out to one another.

A warm hug from Amrita

JUST A MOM said...

((HUGS)) find something to LAUGH about in the next couple days.

Older women likewise teach the younger women...

• how to love their husbands
• how to love their children
• how to be self-controlled
• how to be pure
• how to be keepers at home
• how to be kind and submissive (not subservient) to their own husbands. (See Titus 2:3-5)

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By Maya Angelou

'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ
That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.

When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...
I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.

When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!

Words have power. Here are a few of my favorite sayings.

  • A warm cup of tea is like a cuddle with a friend.
  • The North American Indians have a more eloquent word for ‘friend’ than we do in English. In their language, the word for friend literally means, “the one who carries my sorrows on his back.”
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  • The sage anticipates things that are difficult while they are easy, and does things that would become great while they are small. All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small. Therefore the sage, while he never does what is great, is able on that account to accomplish the greatest things."
  • "HOME IS WHERE YOUR STORY BEGINS"
  • “Live so that when your children hear these words they think of you… Fairness Caring Integrity Honesty Love Trust.”
  • "O Lord help my words to be gracious and tender today, for tomarrow I may have to eat them."
  • "No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes"
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