Once there was a mama toaster. She was plugged into the wall and enjoying being a toaster. Her baby toaster, who was on the counter next to her, kept burning the toast. This well-meaning mama toaster (who knew that others did not appreciate burned toast), told her baby, “ NO , don’t do that!” and seeing her baby repeatedly burning toast made her so upset that she unplugged herself from the wall. Then the baby, seeing his mama upset, unplugged himself from the wall. Neither one of them could enjoy being toasters until someone came by and plugged them back in. Meanwhile, on a counter on the other side of town, there was another mama toaster. She too was plugged into the wall and enjoying being a toaster. Her baby toaster, who was on the counter next to her, kept burning the toast too. This mama, however, knew that when her baby toaster was connected to the wall and desiring to feel his best, he worked perfectly. She enjoyed seeing her child as capable, important, and...
Before I could see myself how God sees me, I used to live my life as a flashlight. I could see greatness in others, but not so easily in myself. I would shine a light on their greatness but like the flashlight itself, I would stay in the dark. Enter Facebook and the message: “YOU ARE LOVE.” Er? What?! Did that person forget the D on LOVED? I began to read all of the positive messages of my “Law of Attraction” Facebook friends. I was a sponge soaking up this message with my whole heart and soul. I wondered, “Could that really be true? Could I choose to have a life of love, happiness and harmony instead of one of soap opera consciousness? Does that really exist?” I continued reading the messages of hope: “Don’t just THINK love, BE love.” Thankfully, when one hears something enough times, it really does finally sink in. I saw Louise L. Hay on someone’s status telling me to look in the mirror and say “I love you!” to myself. Hmm, Kinda strange, but I’ll try a...