Too Blessed To Be Stressed



Buttprints in the Sand


One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some strange prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for feet."
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you along.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."
"Because in life, there comes a time,
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
-- author unknown


It's just been one of those weeks. Lots of drama at work & lots of stuff to do at home. My mantra is "I'm too blessed to be stressed", well that went out the window today. 
 Alot of times going to the beach is my quiet time to just get my head together. Today I ran out for just an hour to chill out a bit. The sky was beautiful, the water is no longer like a hot tub and is so clear & refreshing, & still lots of that shell crush everywhere just full of shark's teeth.
 So as I was sitting in the shell crush scooting along on my behind looking for  shark's teeth this little poem came in to my thoughts. I read it a few years back and got a good laugh out of it. I have never been a Hallmark sentiments-kinda-girl. BTDT- got a whole drawer full of t-shirts.  I like to keep it real. Funny how a good laugh puts everything into perspective.

Guilty...those buttprints are all mine.


The key is keeping our hearts and our hands open



Comments

  1. Simple HomeSeptember 24, 2010 at 1:21 AM

    Oh, my twins would love to find a few of those shark teeth! I've never read that version of this poem but it sure made me smile. I hope the drama at work dies down. I like the "too blessed to stress" mantra, that's wonderful!
    Blessings,
    Marcia

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  2. rjerdeeSeptember 24, 2010 at 12:04 PM

    You're such a clever girl! Loved this post about beach butt-prints! Never thought of it! Ten more days and I'll be marking the beach near Sharky's with my own butt prints!!!!

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  3. TootieSeptember 24, 2010 at 1:19 PM

    I love that poem! Your wedding gift is wonderful, I am sure they will treasure it. I especially liked the crafty story that goes with it. Something funny happened as I was scolling down, saw your Mother's picture, then thought to myself, "Awe what a beautiful, sweet mother she has." Then I read what you had written beneath it. (You must be mistaken!) That was my first laugh of the day. Thanks. :)

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  4. AnonymousSeptember 24, 2010 at 7:44 PM

    Hi, just came across your blog by accident. I began to read. I love it. Florida is where my heart, soul and daughter is. Hope you don't mind I want to follow your blog. Englewood reminds me so much of what I am missing in Bradenton / Sarasota. Have a great day.
    Lisa

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  5. Linda @ A La CarteSeptember 24, 2010 at 8:35 PM

    I love the title of this post....Too blessed to be stressed! Something I need to remember!!

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  6. Leo September 24, 2010 at 11:02 PM

    I needed this...must be something in the air - it has been a stressful and very maddening week...but the weekend is here...time to relax and rejuvenate.

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  7. Blooming Rose MusingsSeptember 30, 2010 at 2:00 PM

    I love your blog. Too blessed to be stressed! I read this last weekend but didn't have time to leave a comment(because of all the stress)but I kept repeating your mantra. Love it.
    Thank you!

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