Riddle Riddle Ree..I See Something You Don't See...

Reality of Life

A pot left on the ground over the seasons became victim to the harshness of the environment.  This once strong, solid pot had provided safe haven to the plants which flourished in the pot's protection. The pot began to form cracks from the daily pressure.  But, the pot continued to provide a place for the plants to grow.  Then the elements of the weather caused the pot to break.  Fall came and the plants withered away for the winter.   The moss formed in the pot and gave protection to the roots of the plants.  Spring came and the plants that found shelter in the pot began to flourish again.  It didn't matter that the pot had imperfections.  What mattered was that the pot still provided the essentials to make sure the plants continued to grow.

Riddle Riddle Ree..What do you see?

Riddle Riddle Ree What Do I See?

Dreams

I held his hand as we went into Sullivan University's doors to register for his classes.  He was nervous and unsure if this was the right thing to do.  In his heart, he knew it was what he always dreamed of doing. In his head, he as scared of the unknown.  He hadn't been in a classroom in over 30 years and was worried that he would not be able to keep up with the younger classmates.

He started the first day, the first week, the month's past and he was working hard to do the academics.  The culinary classes came with ease and excitement.  He was excited about learning new techniques and skills in culinary.  He continued to work hard and he reaped the benefits...graduation!

  As he looks to the future, he still is looking forward at his dreams and now realizes that dreams do come true.

Riddle Riddle Ree...What Do You See?

Riddle Riddle Ree…What do I see?

The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who cannot read.” 
― Mark Twain

I was nine years old visiting my grandmother in Springfield, Kentucky, a small rural town.  It was there that I fell in love with reading.  We had gotten up that morning and did our usually routine of eating a wonderful breakfast that my Grandpa had ready for us.  I can still taste the salty butter flavor of the homemade biscuits that was enhanced by the sweetness of the blackberry jam.  Then the fresh squeezed orange juice and the smell of the coffee.  That was the mornings at my grandparent’s house.   They didn’t have the intrusions of the daily life that we have now, we were able to sit and enjoy the meal around the table as a family.

With no plans for the day, my grandmother took her book and went and sat on the screen porch.  She sat in the green metal glider and sipped on her coffee and began to read.  I sat beside her and gently moved the glider back and forth.  I listened to the morning birds as they called to each other trying to imagine what they were saying.  Then as I snuggled up with her to find warmth in the cool autumn breeze, she began to read out loud. 

 “You don't know about me without you have read a book by the name of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer; but that ain't no matter. That book was made by Mr. Mark Twain, and he told the truth, mainly.”  - Adventures of Huck Finn

I laid there and listened to her voices as she pronounced each word. Then she began to change her tone to give each character their own unique voice.  The images appeared in my mind of this young boy and all those he encountered.  It was at that moment the spark was ignited.  I found I place where my imagination could take over, where adventures could happen and where emotions could be explored.

Riddle Riddle Ree…What do you see.?

Riddle Riddle Ree...I see something you don't see...and it is...

A Journey

Life is not about the destination it is about the journey.  

During my journey my focus was drawn upward to the purple, blues and the clearing that was far ahead in the sky.  I did not need to look straight ahead to know where I was going.  I trusted in the knowledge that looking toward heaven would guide me on my journey.

Riddle Riddle Ree...What Do You See?

Riddle Riddle Ree... What Do I See?...

A Promise

I reluctantly walked out the door to take my son for the third trip of the day.  As we were backing out of the driveway, a rainbow began to appear from behind the clouds.  We drove about 100 feet down the street and as the clouds began to clear a full double rainbow appeared.  

I stopped the car and we got out of the car and looked at how the full double rainbow filled the entire sky.  I tried to get a picture that capture the entire rainbow, but I couldn't.  The rainbow was too large, too impressive and too awe inspiring.  As I got back in the car and started to drive off, I told my son, "Thank you."  He said "For what?"  I replied, "Had you not ask me to drop you off at practice, we would have never got to experience seeing a full double rainbow."   

He then asked, "Why do rainbows form?"  

I replied, "Scientifically, droplets in the sky reflecting light form the rainbow.  But I like to see the rainbow as a promise that God is giving us that the bad that we have experienced will not occur again.  That God will be there for us."

May you find that rainbow that fills your life with promise.

Riddle Riddle Ree...What Do You See?

Riddle Riddle Ree What do I see...

The souls of those that have passed going to heaven.

My cousin and I sat under the pear tree with our grandfather on his farm on a warm summer night.  We were sitting on the ground waiting for the evening breeze to begin to cool the night.  The whippoorwills were doing their last dancing flights of the day as the sun began to set into the rolling hills.  The sky was painted pink and purple and small clouds began to appear.  My grandfather asked in his wise country voice, "Girls, do you know where those little clouds came from?"  We answered "No."  He then told us, "Those are the souls of the people that have died.  When you pray for someone's soul, God will bless you with watching them pass into heaven.  But in order to see them you have to be able to be thankful for the sunset."

Riddle Riddle Ree...What do you see? 

Riddle Riddle Ree..I see something you don't see...

Tears, that fall when no one else can see them.

Have you cried and did not want anyone to see you?  Have you felt alone and did not let anyone know? Have you felt as if you were trapped in stone and no one could get to your heart to make it whole again?  

Let the tear come out, let the emotion flow, let the feelings be known and make sure you do not get trapped.  You will never heal if you can not feel the touch.

Riddle Riddle Ree...What do you see?