A HEART OF GOLD

It was a sports stadium.

Eight children were standing on the track to participate in a running event.
 

Ready! Steady! Bang!
With the sound of toy pistol, all eight girls started running.

Hardly had they covered ten to fifteen steps, when one of the smaller girls slipped and fell down.

Due to bruises and pain she started crying.

When the other seven girls heard the little girl cry they stopped running, stood for a while and turned back.

Seeing the girl on the track they all ran to help.

One among them bent down, picked her up and kissed her gently....

And enquired as to how she was....

They then lifted the fallen girl - pacifying her.

Two of them held her firmly while all seven joined hands together and walked together towards the winning post........ .

There was pin drop silence at the spectator's stand.

Officials were shocked.

Slow claps multiplied to thousands as the spectators stood up in appreciation.

Many eyes were filled with tears

And perhaps, even God's!

Yes! This happened in Hyderabad, India, recently!

The sport was conducted by National Institute of Mental Health.

Yes! Your guess is right! They were spastic children. All these special girls had come to participate in this event
Yes, they were mentally challenged.

What did they teach the world?

Teamwork?

Humanity?

Equality among all?

Successful people help others who are slow in learning so that they are not left far behind.
I think we never do this because we have brains!

I'M GLAD HE'S ABLE

I'm glad He's able to master the raging sea,

The winds obey His voice when they hear Him speak;

When they hear Him gently say, "Peace, be still,"

They are obedient to His perfect, holy will.

I'm glad He's able to listen to our daily prayers,

He's never too busy to hear our burdens & cares;

Even when something might seem 'small' within,

There's nothing we pray unimportant to Him.

I'm glad He's able to fulfill the weary heart,

He promised His comfort would never depart;

For when His loving hand reaches down,

God's loving kindness just richly abounds.

I'm glad He's able to handle all things in our life,

He walks through the valley & on the mountain high;

Watching over His children from Heaven above,

He is able to lead us with wisdom & love!

 

This was written during one of those storms. I'm so glad

He hears our every prayer. I'm glad He's able to do it all.

In Him, Karen Icenhour

WILDFLOWERS OF MEMORIES

A few seconds ago, the count-down widget on my blog read: 000 days 00 hours 00 minutes 00 seconds

It has been a year since my wife left for her eternal home. The pain lingers, memories are still fresh, and love still burns strong in the heart.

Many things are no longer possible. But when your loved one has gone on before..., to await your home-going and to welcome you with open arms, and when the children around you still called out for their mom in their dreams, sometimes you need to live in the realm of the impossible.

As I sit alone in the house, thinking on a life that could have been, I am not ashamed of the tears streaming down - for I know my wife would have done the same for me. Life may no longer be the same, but often times, I could feel her presence not only in my heart and dreams, and memories but also real and protective ring around me and my daughters.

My wife is now my guardian angel, the angel that will shelter, protect, guide and care for me and my daughters through the storms of life.

And one day, in that yonder place, in the land where there is no more good-byes, she will welcome us one-by-one. And the pain and wound will forever be healed.
But my youngest daughter Robie asked, "Why is mother going alone?", "Dad, we will go together (to heaven). If one day you must go, take me along!". Wish her wishes could come true. How happy would life be if families could all leave together.

But I know, deep down in my heart, one day our mourning would turn into joy and our sorrow into dancing. And in that glory-land, we'll live, laugh and love forever! Until then, we missed you so much....

Many a lonely heartache,
Many a silent tears,
But always a loving memory,
We'll forever store in our heart of hearts!

 

Mrs. Khomting Vaiphei
Nov 2, 1966 - Oct 3, 2009


 

Were it not for hope the heart would break!

(AND THANKS TO ALL MY FACEBOOK, TWITTER, BLOGFROG AND BLOGSPOT FRIENDS WHO HAVE SUPPORTED US ALL THROUGH THE YEAR. A BIG THANK YOU TO EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU. YOUR KIND WORDS OF COMFORT, SYMPATHY AND ENCOURAGEMENT MEANT A LOT TO ME AND MY DAUGHTERS)

 

 

MRS. KHOMTING VAIPHEI ONLINE MEMORIALS - YOU MAY VISIT THESE SITES THAT I CREATED IN HONOR OF MY WIFE

Mrs. Khomting Vaiphei - A Tribute 

Mrs. Khomting Vaiphei - In Loving Memory 

Mrs. Khomting Vaiphei - Memories Are Forever 

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