Lori say's she is not going to vacuum until they make a vacuum that she can ride on.

Fable of the Farmer and the Mule

This is a great little fable I read about in a book titled, "Letters to Emily" by Camron Wright (p.144-45). It is a book where a grandfather writes to his granddaughter the wisdom he gained in living his life.  I absolutely love this FABLE and think it has many applications to our daily lives. I hope you enjoy it too, I hope it might give you a little pick me up if you are facing challenging times in your life at the moment.  The last paragraph is something I can see our Savior saying to me to remind me of his love.

Once upon a time there was a farmer who owned a mule. The mule was old and was losing his sight. One day the mule stumbled into a abandoned well that lay on the farm.  He was shaken by the fall but not hurt, and as he attempted to get out of the well he began to bray. The old mule made so much noise that the farmer rushed to the well to find out what the commotion was about. The well was deep and the mule was old. The farmer figured the mule was injured and decided that the most prudent action would be to bury the old mule right then and there. The farmer retrieved a shovel from the barn and began shoveling the old well full of dirt. The mule was confused and concerned about what was happening as dirt began to land on his head and back. It appeared, that it was the end of him, until an amazing thing happened. Each time  a shovel full of dirt fell onto his back, he shook it off and stomped it into the ground beneath him. The more dirt that fell, the more he shook and stomped.  By the end of the day, he'd shaken and stomped long enough that even though the well did fill up, he stayed on top. With the well sufficiently full, he stepped out and walked, exhausted, to his stall in the barn.

In life there will be people who will throw dirt on you. If you shake it off and don't let it build up, like the old mule, you'll be able to rise above those dark situations that will occur in your life.

Life is often difficult. But know also that you will never be alone. When you feel a warm breeze on a cool summer evening and you suddenly remember me, I'll be there. When you've climbed as high as you possibly can climb and your body will go no farther, I'll be behind you to push you up one more step. When you fall, I'll be behind you to soften the pain. You will not see me, but I will always be there.

A Simple Poem-With a great message!

I recently heard this poem quoted and it touched me and made me want to stop and remember what is really important to me...my family. I hope that my children feel of my deep and abiding love for them. I am trying to refocus my efforts to focus on the things that last! Because I don't want to miss it for the world or the things of this world. I know that everyday matters and we as mothers and sisters have a lasting impact on our family, friends, and neighbors. Thank you for mattering to me and being a part of my life! Enjoy the simpleness that life has to offer and be happy! With Love Jill

WHAT LAST?

Ice cream melts,


Flowers wilt,


The leaves of autumn fall.


Sunsets fade,


Seasons change,


And children don’t stay small.


Balloons pop,


Snowfalls stop—


Do summers last? 

Never!


Weekends fly,


Today will die,


But … 


FAMILIES ARE
FOREVER!

Rachelle F. A. Dow, “What Lasts?,” Friend, Oct 2000, 24