Reflections

From THE UPPER ROOM
- Thought for the day:
'God offers water to satisfy our soul's thirst. Drink deeply!'
- Prayer:
'O God, you are the fountain of living water and the giver of life. Teach us to drink deeply of your refreshing waters and to be saturated in your love.'
Amen
from Carol Purves (Essex, England)

From SIMPLE ABUNDANCE:
'Perfectionism is self-abuse of the highest order.' - Anne Wilson Schaef

"How much of our lives is frittered away - spoiled, spent or sullied - by our neurotic insistence on perfection? Today, accept that perfection is unattainable. In real life we should strive to be our best - not the world's. Perfect women do not manifest on this plane of existence. Celebrities who sell perfection are more to be pitied than censured, envied or emulated. Why? Because, despite their fame and bank accounts, they rarely know a moment's peace; the whole world is watching, waiting for a misstep. Thank you, no. I'll pass. Won't you? Perfection leaves so little room for improvement. So little space for acceptance - or joy. On the path we have chosen, progress is the simple pleasure to be savored. Daily.' - Sarah Ban Breathnach
From ME:
I have the greatest neighbor! Bruce and his "fur children" schnazers Baxter and Jaxson. Bruce is a very thoughtful and considerate person. If I happen to be gone, or forget to wheel my trash can out to the curb Mon morn, he'll do it unasked. And oftentimes when I return home from work, he has already put my trash can back up. If I go on one of my "camping runs" and forget to tell him, he'll pick up my mail and hold for me. When I took the paper, he would always pick it up from the yard (he gets up early - 6:30am - to take the "boys" for their morning walk) and place it upon my doorstep. He always gets me a nice little something for special occassions, but sometimes he'll bring me over some roses from his garden, "just because". When Bruce goes out of town I like to return his favors by taking care of his dogs and/or picking up his mail and newspaper. This last weekend I did just that. Well, not caring for the dogs because he took them with him. When I returned home from work yesterday afternoon, there was a plastic sack on my door and inside was a nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc and a thank-you note from Bruce. Thank you Bruce, you ROCK!!!