Net Miles Of Smiles

“It’s LOVE that make the world go ’round . . . !”

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“No matter what a man’s past may have been, his future is spotless.”
–John R. Rice

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“…forgetting those things which are behind and reaching
forth unto those things which are before.” –Philippians 3:13

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Love Led the Way

By Harriet May Savitz

I am 68 and I am still learning about love. When I was
younger, I loved most everything. I loved chocolate
sundaes, dancing, my new typewriter and also included
in my loving list were my parents, my husband, my children,
and my pets. I loved each day, and the busyness of it, and
I loved filling it with challenges. “I love this,” I would say
easily. And then the next minute, I would love something
else also. There seemed no limit to the loving. It came
so easy and there was so much to love.

But now I am more careful about my love supply. I know
what it is like to love and lose a partner. The loving
becomes painful. I know what it is like to love and lose
a friend. The loving leaves an ache somewhere inside
me. I know what it is like to make a mistake about
those I loved. Perhaps they do not deserve this gift I offer…
I have wasted my love, thrown it away, misplaced it, used
it, and misused it. And often when I think it has gone
forever, love surprises me by returning, stronger than
ever and with a larger supply. As if it were off somewhere
preparing for the shortage.

I know I would learn something if love could answer a
few questions. One would be, “Where do you come
from when you enter without knocking, and where do
you go when you leave without warning?” “How do
I keep you by my side?” I see love in people my age
as they crochet afghans for their children, stitching
their love into a pattern. I see it in hours spent waiting
for a telephone call, a visit, a loving reminder that they
are needed. People fall in love and out of it, love
desperately, love eternally. The words, “I love you,”
can shake a dynasty, affect worldly decisions, change
one’s lifetime. At this end of my calendar years, I know
no more about love than I did at the beginning. Except
that I dare not be without it.

I was recovering from a stomach virus at my daughter’s
home. And feeling quite sorry for myself. Television
annoyed me. I was impatient with well-wishers on the
telephone. I didn’t want to look out the window and
watch other people enjoy the day. I thought of all the
bleak things I could remember and piled them up in
front of me. One day passed into two. Reading material
lay scattered on the bed, but remained ignored. I had
more important matters to attend. Self pity was one
of them. I felt old, spent, used up, discarded, and
mean. I was angry at my body, at my age, at all the
things I hoped yet to do but couldn’t, at the energy that
played tricks on me, and at the unpredictability of life.
Such as a virus coming in, attacking without warning,
and claiming victory.

On the third day, as I lay on the pillow, realizing I felt
better and yet, unwilling to reenter life’s merry-go-round
with all the responsibilities waiting for me, a paper
airplane glided into the room and landed beside me
on the bed. I looked up. The room was empty. I picked
up the airplane and inspected it. A message written on
its wings, said, “Get well soon Grandmom. I love you. Ryan.”

I heard activity outside the room. A snowstorm was
brewing. Everyone was in the attic getting out sleds
and boots. I left the bed and walked toward the doorway,
carrying my paper airplane.

It was time to reenter the world. Love led the way.

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“Life is nothing without the
sweetness of Love!”

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I read of a reverend who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end.

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He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke of the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

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I`m growing slow and somewhat weak…

my eyes are growing dim…

my laughter`s growing fainter and…

I`ve lost a lot of vim…

I`m growing careless in my dress…

and deeper in each sigh…

and as for music I enjoy…

a restful lullaby…

but nonetheless my faith grows strong…

my hopes are growing too…

and I am growing fonder of…

the dreams that I pursue…

I`m growing much more tolerant…

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Help me! This is too much…….

After an Air Jamaica flight reached its cruising altitude, the captain announced: “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain, welcome to Flight 025, non-stop from Kingston to Miami . The weather ahead is good, so we should have a smooth, uneventful flight. So sit back, relax and…OH, MY GOD!”

Silence followed!

Some moments later the captain came back on the intercom. “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m

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A drunk man in an Oldsmobile

They said had run the light

That caused the six-car pileup

On 109 that night.

When broken bodies lay about

“And blood was everywhere,”

“The sirens screamed out eulogies,”

For death was in the air.

“A mother, trapped inside her car,”

Was heard above the noise;

Her plaintive plea near split the air:

“Oh, God, please spare my boys!”

She fought to loose her pinned hands;

“She struggled to get free,”

But mangled metal held her fast

In grim captivity.

Her frightened eyes then focused

“On where the back seat once had been,”

But all she saw was broken glass and

Two children’s seats crushed in.

Her twins were nowhere to be seen;

“She did not hear them cry, ”

“And then she prayed they’d been thrown free, ”

“Oh, God, don’t let them die! ”

Then firemen came and cut her loose, ”

“But when they searched the back, ”

“They found therein no little boys, ”

But the seat belts were intact.

They thought the woman had gone mad

“And was traveling alone, ”

“But when they turned to question her, ”

They discovered she was gone.

Policemen saw her running wild

And screaming above the noise

“In beseeching supplication, ”

Please help me find my boys!

They’re four years old and wear blue shirts;

“Their jeans are blue to match.””

“One cop spoke up, “”They’re in my car, ”

And they don’t have a scratch.

They said their daddy put them there

“And gave them each a cone, ”

Then told them both to wait for Mom

To come and take them home.

“I’ve searched the area high and low, ”

But I can’t find their dad.

“He must have fled the scene, ”

“I guess, and that is very bad.”

“The mother hugged the twins and said, ”

“While wiping at a tear, ”

“He could not flee the scene, you see, ”

“For he’s been dead a year.”

“The cop just looked confused and asked, ”

“Now, how can that be true? ”

“The boys said, “”Mommy, Daddy came ”

“And left a kiss for you.”” ”

He told us not to worry

“And that you would be all right, ”

And then he put us in this car with

“The pretty, flashing light. ”

“We wanted him to stay with us, ”

“Because we miss him so, ”

“But Mommy, he just hugged us tight ”

And said he had to go.

He said someday we’d understand

“And told us not to fuss, ”

“And he said to tell you, Mommy, ”

“He’s watching over us.”

The mother knew without a doubt

“That what they spoke was true, ”

“For she recalled their dad’s last words, ”
” I will watch over you”

The firemen’s notes could not explain

“The twisted, mangled car, ”

And how the three of them escaped

Without a single scar.

“But on the cop’s report was scribed, ”

“In print so very fine, ”

An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.

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ANGELS EXIST but sometimes, since they don’t all have wings, we
call them FRIENDS.

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“It’s LOVE that make the world go ’round . . . !”

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“This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you.”
(John 15:12)

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Love Shows the Way
We Are Here to Serve

We are living in a time of great change. Many thinkers and seers agree that humanity and the planet Earth are evolving at a quickened pace, and that this evolution will necessarily be severe and seemingly chaotic at times. It is natural for people to react with fear, because these changes will doubtless bring some level of difficulty and loss to many of us. However, it is essential that we all remember that our souls chose to be here at this time and to be part of this process. Every movement in the universe is a movement toward love. This is true even in situations that appear on the surface to be the opposite of loving.

Since we chose to be here, we are capable and ready to rise to the challenges in which we find ourselves. It is helpful to reflect on our own lives and make any changes necessary to fully support humanity and the planet into the state of love. When we open our hearts in love instead of closing them in fear, we serve the divine process. We are all powerful spirits who took form at this time in order to serve our fellow humans, our planet, and the universe. As we find ways we can serve, our fear dissipates. We may serve by remaining

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