“What is that moose doing in my backyard?” That’s probably what the lady that did the video below was asking herself. The video is amazing. You will be surprised when you see what the reason was for the moose being in the backyard.
Now wasn’t it worth it to watch the video? Not many people get to see what you just saw, and hear the moment by moment narration.
The story about The Girl Who Paints Heaven is a very amazing story. Her name is Akiane Kramarik. Today is the first time that I have read anything about it. The video I watched was of her on the Katie show.
She is now 18, but has seen visions of Heaven, and started hearing Heavenly voices, since she was only four years old. The most amazing part to me is that both of her parents are self claimed atheists or agnostics, according to her Father Mark Kramarik. Also amazing is the fact that she had never even been told about God, Heaven, Jesus, or the Angels.
According to the video that I saw, some of her paintings are worth more that $1,000,000. She first started painting when she was 6 years old, but has been drawing since she was four. Her parents home schooled her. She would get up at 4:30 AM, and start painting at 5:00 AM , every morning, Monday thru Saturday, and do the art for about three hours. Her talent is awesome, considering that she is self taught on her painting abilities.
To date, she has done around 200 paintings.
I hope that you find this to be as awesome as I have.
If this doesn’t touch your heart, I don’t know what to think about you. It actually made me cry it is so touching. When they say “Out of the mouths of babes.” , it couldn’t be more true than this is. This was on Facebook a little while back. ******************************************************************************
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy’s Day at school,
and she couldn’t wait to go….
But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn’t there today.
But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
a man who wasn’t there.
‘Where’s her daddy at?’
She heard a boy call out.
‘She probably doesn’t have one,’
another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
‘Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day.’
The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.
‘My Daddy couldn’t be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I’m not standing here alone.
‘Cause my daddy’s always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he’ll forever be in my heart’
With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.
‘I love my daddy very much,
he’s my shining star.
And if he could, he’d be here,
but heaven’s just too far.
You see he is a soldier
And died just this past year.
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
and taught us all to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it’s like he never went away.’
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.
And to her mothers amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
‘I know you’re with me Daddy,’
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
This little story was on my Facebook recently. It really touched me and spoke volumes to me, and made me stop and think really hard.
Read it and see what you think.
Burned Biscuits – A lesson we all should learn.
When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed!
All my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that ugly burned biscuit. He ate every bite of that thing…never made a face nor uttered a word about it!
When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said, “Honey, I love burned biscuits every now and then.”
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your Mom put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides–a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!” As I’ve grown older, I’ve thought about that many times. Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each other’s faults and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.
And that’s my prayer for you today…that you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your life and lay them at the feet of God. Because in the end, He’s the only One who will be able to give you a relationship where a burnt biscuit isn’t a deal-breaker!
We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship!
“Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket–keep it in your own.” So, please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one will do just fine.
Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle. “Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil–it has no point”
My Grandpa Montague was similar to this man. Not much got him upset. He even ate burned toast, because “everybody needs to eat burned stuff every once in a while”.
Afterwards they will have a greater respect for things that are not burned.
one part Dawn dish-washing liquid soap (I usually use 1 tablespoon)
two parts hydrogen peroxide (I usually use 2 tablespoons)
1-2 tablespoons baking soda (I usually use 1 tablespoon)
In a small bowl, mix the ingredients together.
Use a small brush to scrub the mixture into the stained area. Rinse, then launder as usual.
For tougher stains, let the mixture sit on the stained garment for an hour or so, then launder. Or treat the area a few times before laundering.
I recommend doing a test on an inconspicuous part of the garment first to make sure that the spot remover will not harm the fabric. Hydrogen peroxide can be tough on fabric. Peroxide is sensitive to light, hence the dark bottles, so it is best to mix this up in small amounts as needed for each time.
I searched on Google for homemade laundry stain remover, and this was what I found. It sounds pretty good to me. I am going to try it the next time I do laundry. If it works, then I will have an alternative to having to buy stain remover, and an added bonus that I am able to use all of the ingredients for other things as well. I will post an update to let you know how it worked for me. This was on the http://fabulesslyfrugal.com/homemade-stain-remover-picture-tutorial/ website.
A lot of you probably already know that you can use a grease-fighting dish soap to help with grease stains, but this easy concoction takes it up a notch…
Stains that would not come out with other methods and cleaners came out completely with this spot remover. Try this spot remover on: yellow underarm stains, blood stains, grease stains, poop stains, baby food stains, cutting board stains, and much more!
Plus, it is cheap! You probably already have everything you need to make it right now.
Do you keep baking soda in your fridge for odors? After your baking soda has soaked up all the odors that it can, give it a second life and put it to work in this cleaning mixture.
Mix the 3 ingredients together in a small bowl. I just mix up a small amount each time I have a few stains to treat because the hydrogen peroxide may become less effective when exposed to light.
Little bowls like these custard cups would work great and come in handy for all sorts of other things in the kitchen!
Use a small brush to scrub the mixture into the stained area. I use an old toothbrush. Then rinse, if desired. Launder as usual.
For tough stains, you can let the mixture sit on the garment for an hour or so, then launder as usual. Or treat the area a few times before laundering. This often even works on old stains that have even already been set!
For this lovely stain, we let it sit for a few minutes after the first treatment, rinsed, then we treated it again and let it sit for another little while. After laundering as normal, the stain is completely gone!
I searched on Google for homemade laundry stain remover, and this was what I found. It sounds pretty good to me. I am going to try it the next time I do laundry. If it works, then I will have an alternative to having to buy stain remover, and an added bonus that I am able to use all of the ingredients for other things as well. I will post an update to let you know how it worked for me. This was on the http://fabulesslyfrugal.com/homemade-stain-remover-picture-tutorial/ website
Just when you think there isn’t any magic left in the world, something comes along that just takes your breath away and makes it seem like anything is be possible.
The residents of Charleston, South Carolina were recently treated to such a display when they looked up and saw this unbelievable display of light in the sky.
This is a ‘fire rainbow’.
Fire rainbows are very rarely seen since they require very specific conditions to exist.
They only appear when the sun is at a 58-degree angle or higher.
What you are actually seeing is the lower part of the sun’s halo as it runs along the horizon.
Have you ever seen anything this beautiful?
Some bystanders said that the stunning beauty of the fire rainbow reminded them of dear friends and loved ones they had lost. Looking at these pictures, I can understand why. What a truly a special thing to experience!
Tell your friends about this and remind them that there’s still magic in the world.
The picture below shows a really unique way to hide your kitchen trash can, yet have it handy.
The pictures below are from an ad I saw in a flyer that came in the mail. It was from Closets by Design and the phone number is 800-500-9230. I did not get permission to show these pictures and they are not a sponsor of any of my websites. The pictures are of walk-in closets, and kitchens. They are so compact in their designs that I wanted to keep this for future reference in case I ever have the opportunity to be involved in the building of a new house. One thing is for sure, I will call them and find out what I can about what they have to offer if the opportunity ever arises.
Now you may be wondering why I even posted these pictures to begin with. My purpose in posting these pictures is two fold. One, they are of home improvements that may interest other readers to my blogs. Two, they represent a portion of my dreams for the future.
Dreams and hopes are very important to people. If you can’t have hopes, and dream about them, for the future, many people would probably feel like what is the use. We as a society have basically been conditioned since birth to never be satisfied with what you have accomplished. You should always strive for more. I’m not saying don’t be happy and proud of what you have accomplished. You should always be proud of your accomplishments. But if you don’t have any hopes and dreams for the future, then, basically, you no longer have the desire to thrive and live a full life.
I have heard all of my life, as long ago as I can remember that if you can’t have a goal to learn something new everyday, then you are giving up on life. Goals are made to achieve and to surpass with higher and loftier goals. Goals have to start out small, or it is likely that if you don’t accomplish any goals, then you will give up.
Believe it or not, even babies have “goals” so to speak as they are developing. True, these goals are usually accomplished with the help of parents, other family members, and friends. A baby usually passes these milestones within the first 12-18 months of life. First they focus on things and start grabbing for them and then actually grasp them in their little hands. Then they get where they can hold their head up, and before you know it they are turning over. Next thing you know they are sitting up, and sort of fall over and start crawling. While they are crawling, they start pulling up on things and just standing in place. Next thing you know, they see something in the distance that they want and they try to take a step toward it. They fall down, pull up again and try it again and again. And before you know it, they are walking and then running. While all of this is going on they are also making sounds with their mouth, and the sounds start actually forming words, and next thing you know, the babies are talking. All of this was accomplished by goals that the babies are not even aware yet such a thing exists. I don’t know just how old a child has to be before they understand the concept of having goals, but all of us have them everyday. They are necessary for us to live so far as I am concerned. If I couldn’t make goals and have dreams about those goals, then i would be a very unhappy person.
That is why I have posted these pictures. I have a dream that if I ever win the lottery (I Know I have to play it first) I will have my dream house built. The unique things in these pictures are things that I want in my house. Not exactly, mind you, but very similar. At least the pictures give the people that will build my house an idea of what I want to be in the house and where to start.
Think about it. Never stop making goals, and never stop dreaming. they help you to live a happier life.
I Believe in Angels… but Could You Imagine Really Seeing One??!
Even when we know we’ll be rewarded with eternal paradise in the afterlife, death can still be pretty frightening. But the knowledge that angels are always watching over us – protecting us when we’re in great peril or waiting to usher us to heaven’s gates – gives one such great peace.
Read more at http://faithhub.net/angels-with-us/#a9L3k6qPuBXupUPX.99
Barbara was driving her six-year-old son, Benjamin, to his piano lesson. They were late, and Barbara was beginning to think she should have cancelled it. There was always so much to do, and Barbara, a night-duty nurse at the local hospital, had recently worked extra shifts. She was tired. The sleet storm and icy roads added to her tension. Maybe she should turn the car around.
“Mom!” Ben cried. “Look!” Just ahead, a car had lost control on a patch of ice. As Barbara tapped the brakes, the other car spun wildly rolled over, then crashed sideways into a telephone pole. Barbara pulled over, skidded to a stop and threw open her door. Thank goodness she was a nurse – she might be able to help these unfortunate passengers. Then she paused. What about Ben? She couldn’t take him with her. Little boys shouldn’t see scenes like the one she anticipated. But was it safe to leave him alone? What if their car were hit from behind?
For a brief moment Barbara considered going on her way. Someone else was sure to come along. No! “Ben, honey, promise me you’ll stay in the car!” “I will, Mommy,” he said as she ran, slipping and sliding toward the crash site. It was worse than she’d feared.
Two girls of high school age are in the car. One, the blond on the passenger side, was dead, killed on impact. The driver, however was still breathing. She was unconscious and pinned in the wreckage. Barbara quickly applied pressure to the wound in the teenager’s head while her practiced eye catalogued the other injuries. A broken leg, maybe two, along with probable internal bleeding. But if help came soon, the girl would live.
A trucker had pulled up and was calling for help on his cellular phone. Soon Barbara heard the ambulance sirens. A few moments later she surrendered her lonely post to rescue workers. “Good job,” one said as he examined the driver’s wounds. “You probably saved her life, ma’am.” Perhaps. But as Barbara walked back to her car a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her, especially for the family of the girl who had died. Their lives would never be the same. Oh, God, why do such things have to happen?
Slowly Barbara opened her car door. What should she tell Benjamin? He was staring at the crash site, his blue eyes huge. “Mom,” he whispered, “did you see it?” “See what, Honey?” she asked. “The angel, Mom! He came down from the sky while you were running to the car. And he opened the door, and he took that girl out.”
Barbara’s eyes filled with tears. “Which door, Ben?” “The passenger side. He took the girl’s hand, and they floated up to Heaven together” “What about the driver?” Ben shrugged. “I didn’t see anyone else.”
Later, Barbara was able to meet the families of the victims. They expressed their gratitude for the help she had provided. Barbara was able to give them something more – Ben’s vision.
There was no way he could have known what happened to either of the passengers. Nor could the passenger door have been opened; Barbara had seen its tangle of immovable steel herself. Yet Ben’s account brought consolation to a grieving family. Their daughter was safe in Heaven. And they would see her again.
Up until now, I always thought that Beautyrest was up in the top mattress makers in the USA. After seeing this, I will not ever buy a Beautyrest Mattress. Not only will I not but a Beautyrest Mattress myself, but I will tell all of my friends not to but one, and to pass the word around what their practice is. Their practice is to cover old disgusting mattresses with new tops and sell them as new mattresses. I also have a website where I try to pass on interesting, informative, and/or important information to my readers. This will definitely be on it, along with the video. Even though the people are speaking Spanish, you can tell from the video exactly what they are talking about. This is just a disgrace for any company to have such shady and disreputable practices as what I have just seen. I hope they get hit with a huge fine and a really bad review from the Better Business Bureau!!!!!
I felt this was important enough to copy in its’ entirety.
Family Discovers Disgusting Secret Hiding In Their New Mattress.
I Feel Sick!
When you buy a new product, you expect a NEW product. Unfortunately for some like the family featured below, new doesn’t mean the same thing for everyone.
Watch as this Spanish-speaking family opens up a bright new mattress – when you see what they found inside, you’ll want to throw up!
They pulled off the protective wrapping of their “brand-new” mattress, and it really looks beautiful and actually well, new. But once they got a whiff of the abhorrent smell emanating from the mattress, they knew something was definitely wrong.
So they started pulling it apart and someone grabbed the video camera – luckily they were able to document the whole experience.
On the inside of the mattress they found mold, mildew and all sorts of disgusting junk. They kept removing the padding and found that this wasn’t a new mattress at all, just an old disgusting one with a new coat of paint – or in this case, a mattress cover.
Deceitful business practices like this are unacceptable in every case – it’s insane that the company even thought that they could get away with this scheme. Unfortunately for them, most people have noses though.
What do you think should happen to the company that decided to try and sell such a horrible product? Sound off in the comments!