Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home.

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.

Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.

Good works are links that form a chain of love.

It is not the magnitude of our actions but the amount of love that is put into them that matters.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do… but how much love we put in that action.

There is more hunger in the world for love and appreciation in this world than for bread.

I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I don’t know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will NOT ask, How many good things have you done in your life?, rather he will ask, How much LOVE did you put into what you did?

Mother Theresa

If you pick up a road map, you can readily discern the best route to reach your destination. But while the map logically arranges the maze of highways so that you can stay on course, it does not provide a total picture of what the journey holds in store. Hills, curves, stoplights, restaurants, service stations, school zones, and other details of the trip can be discovered only as the trip unfolds.

Knowing God’s will operates in a similar manner. God has a plan for your life, but the specifics you want so desperately are revealed only as you are committed to the journey of devotion and discipleship.

Solomon wrote in Proverbs that God will guide your steps and unveil His plan as you trust wholeheartedly in God, refuse to rely solely on your limited wisdom, and obey Him consistently.

As you do these things, combined with prayer and the study of Scripture, the details of His personal plan—a place of work, a marriage partner, a church to attend—will follow.

God wants you to know His will. Delight yourself in Him; put aside preconceived notions, and concentrate on trust, obedience, and a personal relationship with Christ.

Wait on Him, and at the right time, the answer will come.

Source: STGJ Newsletter

While raising our children, my husband and I had a tradition of occasionally taking the family out on a special family breakfast date to McDonalds. We did not have much money, but by saving a few dollars here and there, we were able to occasionally share this special treat together.

One unusually cold winter morning we were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden we noticed everyone around us backing away from the counter. Just then I was overcome with a horrible ‘dirty body’ smell. As I turned around I saw two poor homeless men standing behind me. As I looked down at the shorter gentleman, I noticed he was smiling. His beautiful sky blue eyes seemed full of God’s Light as he searched for acceptance. He said, Good day as he counted the few coins he had been clutching. The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation. I just nodded hello.

As my family and I stepped aside after placing our order, the young lady at the counter asked the homeless men behind us what they wanted. The shorter gentleman smiled and said, One coffee please. It was obvious that this was all they could afford. I smiled and, handing the young lady behind the counter some money, asked her to give each of them a breakfast meal too. They looked at me with warm smiles and said thank you. I leaned over and quietly said, God put it on my heart to do this. He wants to let you know that you are loved.

When my family sat down, my husband leaned over, touched my hand and said, That is why God gave you to us, Honey, to let us know He loves us too.

Source: STGJ Newsletter