#26ActsofKindness +1

I know that for many of you the way to heal is to not discuss it or try to forget. The last thing I want to do is dwell in the sadness of the Sandy Hook tragedy and bring a somber mood to your day. but after crying and praying and just being in a state of dumbfounding shock, I've had the need to reach out to those families and hug them. The interviews by some of the parents have been heartbreaking to say the least, but I have found comfort and joy in seeing that none of those interviewed have expressed hate. none of them. that's big.

one of the little girl's dad stated he wants to use this for us to be better. to do better.

another little girl's mom said she could never hate, as her little girl didn't have an ounce of hate in her.

going through my facebook feed this morning, i came across something that lit up my mood.

just yesterday, talking to the kids about what safety measures their school is taking, i told them that the best thing we can do as humans is reach out with kindness. so many people are living with a struggle and different emotions dwell within them, without having a glimmer of hope.

i want to be that glimmer of hope.

the twitter hashtag is #26ActsofKindness, but let's not forget that mother who was slain by her own flesh and blood.

Her own family is also grieving.

27 acts of kindness to honor the memory of those lives lost on that terrible day.

i encourage you to live kindly and love mercy. micah 5:8

this world full of hate and pain is not what God intended for us. we are called to be the salt of the world to help bring some healing to wounds that people carry within them.

start spreading crazy love onto your streets, onto your city.

let this be a movement that doesn't end in a month or year, but a way of living.

we all need a little more love.

in remembrance. we will miss you all.

celebrate life.

this weekend was bittersweet. my husband was out of town since friday and missed him terribly. in the light of the recent Connecticut events, i wanted to squeeze him tight and let him know how much he meant to me. i had my kids with me though and i got to love on them and have a mini sleep over in my room both nights.

tragedy has a way of awakening our soul. it does mine, and all weekend my mind couldn't help but wander off to that quaint town where many homes had a somber and heartbreaking mood within their walls. we know that life is short, but this shakes me to acknowledge that it truly can go in the blink of an eye. the time we have been given is a gift. each morning is a gift and it should be celebrated. candles, balloons, cake and all; metaphorically speaking of course, unless you want to literally, then do it by all means. 

i think of how many times, i've let the day's frustration overwhelm me and spill into my relationships. specifically at home. how instead of picking my battles, i've chosen every single one over spilled milk. 

 life cannot be wasted over things that don't really matter and even the ones that do, can be handled with more grace.

when i'm gone, which inevitably will happen, i want my loved ones to remember me by one who celebrated life to the fullest. 

kiss your kiddos. tickle them spontaneously. bake cakes just because. have a sudden dance party. 

awaken them with a song. hide sweet notes in their lunchboxes. and light up their world everyday. 

don't limit it to your kids. celebrate life with your spouse, your loved ones who can so suddenly be taken away. 

seeing their little faces and their names made it more personable to me. i never met them, but their story has hit my heart like nothing else.
please, please, please. celebrate this life. live it with love and compassion.
let bygones be bygones. forgive as we've been forgiven. love and live like God intended for us to live.
loving eachother fully, with no holding back.
celebrate life and love until you burst.

wishing you all a beautiful and lovefilled monday.

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