Seek a RELATIONSHIP with Him, not a religion about Him

Found this through a fellow blogger (http://alienhippy.wordpress.com/2012/01/13/why-i-hate-religion-but-love-jesus/#comment-5026)

This was beautifully done and speaks so much truth into a world of hurt, confusion, and judgemental attitudes. 

I am reminded of a phrase I once heard early on in my faith that I never let go of. I can’t quote it, but the main jist of it was relationship vs religion. Seek a relationship with Him, not a religion about Him.

Please watch this video and feel free to pass it on if you wish.  It's message is true and needs to be heard.  Thanks :)

Definitely worth the watching. So true. So needed to be heard.

Don't Quit (an encouraging poem)

Don't Quit
by: Edgar A. Guest

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

"Welcome To Holland". More than just a poem...

A few days ago a dear friend of mine told me about a poem called "Welcome To Holland" written by Emily Perl Kingsly.  She said it was a great piece for parents of special needs children.  It was so much more

Autism Night Before Christmas (by Cindy Waeltermann)

Found the following poem through a great new (to me at least) page I follow (http://autism-daddy.blogspot.com/).  He has a lot of great posts so go check him out after you check out this cool poem.  Thanks :)

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Autism Night Before Christmas
by Cindy Waeltermann

Twas the Night Before Christmas
And all through the house
The creatures were stirring
Yes, even the mouse

this one’s for the sisters

this one’s for the sisters

A beautiful post I found through another blogger that shared it. A must read for any woman in need of a reminder of His love, greatness, and acceptance. :)

Heaven's Very Special Child

HEAVEN'S VERY SPECIAL CHILD
by Edna Massionilla

A meeting was held, quite far from Earth!
It's time again, for another birth.
Said the Angels, to the Lord above,
This special child will need much love.

Autism speaks. Or so they say. It speaks, but in no ordinary way. It speaks through silent rocking of a child who’s had too much. It speaks through a mothers tears, because her love isn’t enough. It speaks through the

Memories

Pumpkins and wagon rides. Giggles of glee.
Oh how I love to give gifts to thee.

Determined

I’ve seen a lot in my 29 years and not all of it good. I’ve seen hate at its fiercest, betrayal at it’s deepest, abuse at it’s cruelest, confusion at it’s foggiest, loneliness at it’s most solitude, and hearts at their coldest. But I have also seen love at it’s finest, faith at it’s purest, friendship at it’s best, loyalty at it’s truest, and hope at it’s highest. And through His grace I have been allowed to see that victims can become survivors. A survivor I will be.