Archive for September, 2010

Protected: SH vs SG

Posted in Rant with tags on September 30, 2010 by eleenpor

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Protected: Farewell, Princess

Posted in Dedication, Pets with tags , on September 29, 2010 by eleenpor

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Protected: ARGHHHHH!!!

Posted in Rant with tags on September 27, 2010 by eleenpor

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Posted in Rant with tags on September 26, 2010 by eleenpor

Some moments, I think it’s a great thing.
Other moments, I worry if it’s the right thing.

Some days, I am excited.
Other days, I can’t help but be disturbed.

Sometimes, I feel close to you.
Other times, I fail to understand you.

But most days, I know and you know …
… that we are doing the right thing for our hearts.


Protected: Good things happen to good people

Posted in Rant with tags on September 24, 2010 by eleenpor

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Unconditional Acceptance

Posted in Dedication, Society with tags , on September 23, 2010 by eleenpor

A good friend forwarded an email to me today. That email touched my soul and left me with a burning desire to share this beautiful story and important life lesson with you.

This is how the story goes (abit lengthy but definitely worth the read):

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with. Her last project of the term was called, ‘Smile.’ The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions. I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald’s one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did. I did not move an inch…. an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.

As I turned around I smelled a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell, and there standing behind me were two poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was ‘smiling’. His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance.. He said, ‘Good day’ as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.

I held my tears as I stood there with them. The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted. He said, ‘Coffee is all Miss’ because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).Then I really felt it – the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray. I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting spot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman’s cold hand. He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, ‘Thank you.’ I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, ‘I did not do this for you.. God is here working through me to give you hope.’

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, ‘That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope..’

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers..

That day showed me the pure Light of God’s sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand. I turned in ‘my project’ and the instructor read it. Then she looked up at me and said, ‘Can I share this?’ I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class. She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed. In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald’s, my son,the instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn:

End of story.

Beautiful, ain’t it?

I am unashamed to say that I cried when I read to the part of her wanting to hug the ‘smelly’ man. And it reminded me of the important lesson to not judge but to accept unconditionally.

Thanks for the heartwarming story. Whoever wrote it has indeed touched the hearts of many around the world.

I thank you for your selfless sharing and for reminding me that we must accept the bad, the smelly and the ugly bits of those around us.

Only then will we truly be happy.

Best of Me

Posted in Rant with tags on September 22, 2010 by eleenpor

You may stick your nose in my business,
I remain shrouded.

You may attempt to hit low,
I stand tall.

You may play dirty.
I stay honourable.

You must be jealous.
I am smug.