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Loving Lately: Good

Our world is in a sad state. When something horrific happens it seems like one who comments (i.e. a blogger such as myself) should comment. I put temporary pressure on my shoulders to report the news, or my perspective thereof, as if I have some responsibility as a dutiful journalist. The truth is since Iโ€™m not on the front lines, I would actually just be spouting off my opinions about second hand information (which I am also tempted to do). Of course, I donโ€™t want to seem cold or impervious by not saying anything. And then, after some reflection, I remind myself of what Iโ€™m doing. My purpose for doing this. I want to focus on the good. It doesnโ€™t mean I have my head in the sand, or I am oblivious to what is going on. I believe with all my heart that there is a war between good and evil. It means I choose, make a conscience decision, to think about and share good.

I love that quote from Mister Rogers when addressing how to give explanation to children about the scary things that take place, โ€My mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day, especially in times of disaster, I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers โ€” so many caring people in this world.โ€ I read an article this week about Chick-Fil-A and many other restaurants who donated food to people who waited hours in line to donate blood to help the victims of the massacre. I read a beautiful post from a Muslim man who waited in one of those lines to donate blood, even though he had been fasting during Ramadan, because he wanted to do his part to show that the events that took place do not reflect his beliefs. There is good.

We can not make sense of senseless acts. People say โ€œBe the changeโ€ฆโ€, Iโ€™m not sure thatโ€™s possible. As long as we are on earth there is going to be evil- in all of its forms. I want to be the difference. So I will continue to share things I love; my kids and family, recipes and food, gatherings and placesโ€ฆ There are enough (even good) people sharing otherwise.

So here is a picture of a few peonies from my garden. Iโ€™m not sure if you knew this, but a few years ago my family and I purchased and moved into my grandparents home. After my grandmother passed it sat vacant for a couple years. It was hard to just โ€œput on the market,โ€ we all had too many good years and times here. Anyway, Iโ€™m sentimental that way and it worked out that we could. She left a beautiful rose garden and I always assumed all of the flowers that remained were by her. Not too long ago an uncle of mine told me that it was my grandfather who actually wanted the peony bushes. His mother had them while he was growing up, and they reminded him of her. Isnโ€™t that beautiful? Of course, now it is my hope that when my children see peonies they think of me… And maybe one day they will tell their children… ๐Ÿ˜‰


  1. This gave me goosebumps when I was reading it. Lovely, Sadie. Thank you for a heartwarming posts during times when there’s so much heartbreak in the world! How special those peonies are… ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. What a sweet story:) Peonies are a lovely flower ๐Ÿ’ Your family is so blessed that you were able to buy the house! You take such wonderful care of it, and it is a beautiful home-inside and outside! Also, I’m thankful for your blog just the way it is–it is truly a ray of sunshine โ˜€๏ธ (As are you!)

  3. Such a beautifully-written post, dear Sadie! And I love the story of the peonies … they are so lovely and one of my very favorites! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. A very lovely and fitting post at a time of enormous heartache in the world. I do believe that love can win through. Which is not to say that there will be an end to bloodshed and attrocious acts but simply that if we love, we have something so much stronger than hate can ever be.

    1. Yes, love is greater than the sum of all evil. God is love. Out of His love He sent His son who conquered death for those who believe. His greatest commandment was this, to love one another and to love ourselves. And yes I believe that is powerful, more powerful than any darkness.

  5. Beautiful post Sadie! When mom and dad moved from the big house on the hill, I took rocks, bushes and other stuff to my home. They had a peony which mom felt sentimental about, she dug it up and was told by friends it would most likely not make it.Here two years later it is strong and beautiful, it still has not bloomed but is in good shape! I love the post!

      1. It was brown last year and now this year has grown taller and is green but no flowers. She told me that it felt sentimental and would I take it, of course I agreed! I love your peony story!! xxx

  6. I love this!

    โ€œFinally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.โ€
    โ€ญโ€ญPhilippiansโ€ฌ โ€ญ4:8โ€ฌ โ€ญKJVโ€ฌโ€ฌ

    LOVELY post ๐Ÿ™‚

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