I was visiting my friend's daughter Brit over at "Toddler Mania" this morning. This is what was on her sidebar. . . . .
I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk's lawn.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with the childrens sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.
-- Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteI was just thinking about you. Hope you are doing well. We have a little dusting of snow and it is very cold. I am sure it is much colder at your house!
Love, hugs, and prayers,
andrea
Brilliant, I love it!
ReplyDeleteOne of the best things I've
ReplyDeleteread in a while!! Love it!!
I agree!
I really like that! We need to be helping others whenever we can! ♥
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and creative. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Laura. But do you think it would be too much to ask if I had good hair, too?
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