Monday, March 30, 2009

He's Not Heavy, He's My Brother!

We were in Yellowstone for a vacation
a few summers ago.
Son #3, the baby, at 4 years old
got SO tired he couldn't walk
any further.

His brother, age 6, Son #2

carried him the rest of the way...

Thanks for being my blogger friends!!!,
and carrying me through the tough times.
I love your laughs, your smiles, your friendship!

Sometimes we come upon a situation or a person who needs to be lifted up and carried for a bit. It may be a family member, a loved one, a friend, or it might even be a stranger. But, whoever it is, somewhere deep down in our heart and soul we know we want to reach out to them. At the same time, our minds may be telling us it is not our problem; they created their own problem, and there will be no gratitude or reward . . . but our hearts continue to reach out.

It is during these situations that we have to go with our hearts. We don't know if our reaching out will create a permanent solution for them, nor do we know how they will handle the outcome. We just have to reach out, lift up and share their load. In doing this we will gain the extra strength we need. The load will not be heavy, and if we can give them comfort or make even the slightest difference in their life, that alone should be our reward.

He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother
by Neil Diamond
click here to listen to the song and read the lyrics


Shauna said...

LOVE THE PICTURE! Hope you are having a good day! ♥ Hugs ♥

Seeker said...

they fight and argue and seem to dislike each other and then they turn around and show the kindest most loving gestures. children have the most honest beautiful souls. God Bless them!!!

suzie said...
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LeShel said...

yup, so true!! And to think we learned it from our kids.... likely source

Kate said...

What a cute picture and it is so true we are always there to help each other. Great post. I will definitely be back.

susette said...

We just never know what trials people are going through. Even when we see smiles and happy faces they could be really going through hard things. That thought right there is what helps me always want to be kind to everyone no matter what. I hope you are having a beautiful Sabbath Day and that you aren't going through any "major" things right now. If you are I'm so sorry and hope you can find peace and comfort through the Savior.

joshua said...

Glad I've found your blog, one of the very best of the kind.
Have a blossom blessing from this blogger's heart!
And if you do drop by at mine, I sure hope you at least blogbang me
by watching my french creativitees from beginning to end
and mind my paypal donate boton for milk and nappy-diapers
for my two daughters, one of two months and the other of two and a half years.
What's two or three bucks or euros to you?
Do note it means my salvation for I am desperate for survival
and that close to die from dispare and misery in this Crisis.

I realy need your help badly and your help is that simple, but then
we all need eachother one way or another sooner or later.
And you can allways count on me and my big hurted heart.
Scratch my back and I'll scratch yours in a Mystical
and Misterious Way, oh blessed one!

[Up to now from whom I call upon only one person
dared to donnate me 15 euros! Everybody else is frightned
to be fooled by giving or then again I'm nothing but a dum ass by begging.
Yet is that so hard do give two dollars or euros or pounds away
helping someone unemployed, hungry, in pain and utterly poor?!
Not everyone can understand and dress this situation as if it was his own].


Anonymous said...

This was so sweet. I hope you blew that picture up and framed it and hung it in your son's bedroom as a reminder...hopefully, your kids still have that close relationship!

And thanks for the buck up reminder. Every once in a while, I wonder who really cares about my problems, and then I remember I have a horde of virtual friends that are always supportive of whatever anybody is going through. Have a good day and God Bless!

Cynthia said...

What sweet kids!

I will be facing the situation you describe tomorrow with a sister who is partly estranged from the family. It's going to be awkward but I hope I get a chance to help her in more ways than just cleaning her house.

on marriage

'Will you, um, marry me?' I haven't seen you in weeks! You don't look happy or excited about the prospect of our marriage! You're asking me to give up my - my freedom, my joie de vivre for an institution that fails as often as it succeeds? And why should I marry you anyway? I mean, why do you wanna marry me? Besides some bourgeois desire to fulfill an ideal that society embeds in us from an early age to promote a consumer capitalist agenda?