Mom and her kids - 1969 (L-R, Lorraine,Michael(the baby),Ronald, me (with the braids) & Carole) A baby asked God, "They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"
"Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don't know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
"Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it's life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
"You will simply call her, 'Mom.'" - unknown
Hi there, Joni B! I am so pleased you found my blog and that I found yours! You are the first person whom I have ever met that dyes wool, hooks rugs and makes soap. It sounds really idyllic but like all jobs, I am sure it has its moments. I have visited Manitoba and Ontario but never Quebec although I have met colleagues from Montreal at conferences. I also love the poem the Lady of Shalott and of course, The Death of Arthur. Blogging has really made the world a smaller place. Do visit me in South Africa again. Here the sheep are all khaki-coloured after grazing in the dusty African veld (grasslands). The first time I really saw snow white sheep was in England.
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I thought I left this comment a few days ago ... and you haven't changed a bit. You look exactly the same.
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