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This past weekend, my husband and I went to a regional conference in Minneapolis.

The conference was great, and we learned a lot. We met with old friends, and made some new ones. And of course, we ate entirely too much good food!

When the conference was over, we were treated to a private tour of Fort Snelling.

It was a short tour, but amazing because there were only four of us with our guide.

I put all my photos in a small video so that I could share them with you.

The photos, of course, don’t do it justice. You need to go yourself!

Imagine yourself living in the Commandants house (see how short that bed is!), or in the barracks, or looking through the portals and seeing your enemy on his way!

While we were there, I kept imaging the sound of the bugle calls flowing over the parade grounds.

So I added a couple of links, in case you were inspired to hear them as well.

 

->The Meaning of Taps

->Bugle Calls with Descriptions

 

Thanks for stopping in!

Once Upon a Time

This 5 for 5 Brain Dump, was written on April 4, 2018. Once Upon a Time was the prompt:
First I’ll share what I wrote, then show you why I’m happy just how I am.
Here is what I wrote, 5 for 5 Brain Dump style. If you don’t know what 5 for 5 Brain Dump is, Click here to find out more about it.

            Once upon a time……..

There was a little girl, who spent most of her time alone. She never really minded being alone, when she was really small.

She played in her mind with imaginary farm animals, and ballerinas. Ballerina milk maids made her smile.

As she grew, she found that other children had not spent time alone, but rather, played with their friends.

So she tried to make friends, only to find that they were not nearly as friendly as her imaginary ones. In fact, they were mean and bully-ish.

She switched again, back to playing alone, and found herself quite happy to do so.

For that I am grateful. For she, is me.

Listen here –>     In My Own Little Corner

Those years of playing alone, I was really quite content, but it weighed heavy that I didn’t appear to fit in with all the others.

Psalms 139:13-16 says this;

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. 

Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. 

Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.

I am, as are you, exactly the way that God planned for us to be.

He has a plan for us. Whether we are happy being quiet, or happy being in a boisterous crowd.

I have learned to enjoy peacefulness in a way that others cannot. Quietude.

I can function quite well in a crowd, but Quietude calls my name.

How about you?

 

Volunteer?

People. We’re all the same.

We want to be seen.

We want to be known.

We want to matter.

We want to make a difference.

Here I am sharing my experience with just one of the multitudes of ways we can make this happen.

The pay is so often not monetary.

The look in a young mothers eyes when here child can safely live in her room again, without becoming sick.

An American Veteran who has served well, but now must rely on his sister for even the simplest of tasks; bathing or being able reach the sink to brush his teeth.

The elderly woman who the only thing that stands between her and leaving her lifetime home for a nursing home, is bad plumbing.

Or the family whose life is forever changed when daddy has a collision with a deer, and will never walk again.

These are real stories. We tell them again and again. Because WE, can make a difference.

We can help, and I’ve since found out that even the little guys like to help.

You may not have Rebuilding Together near you, but you probably have Meals on Wheels, or some other source of senior resources, or even a shelter of some sort. They can all use your help. Talented or not, it doesn’t matter.

I encourage you to go out and do something for someone today. Believe me, you’ll be helping your own soul as well!

 

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A Moment of Quiet

Here for you. A quiescent moment. Quietude, if you will.

I began making these videos for my self, then thought I should share.

Some days I need it more than others.

Maybe you do too?

If so, more are available on my YouTube page at DeborahSPC.

quiescent = being at rest; quiet; still; inactive or motionless: a quiescent mind.

quietude = the state of being quiet; tranquility; calmness; stillness; quiet.