Giving. Is it a gift.

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So as someone recovering from cancer, I find small things mean more to me than big things. But why do people find it so hard to give you a little love, when you need it. Well I have come to the conclusion, to give from your heart is a gift. A gift given to you  when we were created. You have heard the expression, are you a giver or a taker. I concider myself a giver, I find it quite easy to bear my heart and to exspress how I feel, surely it’s a gift? because I have not had to work at it in any way. Writing just happens for me. All I have to do is be a willing vessel. It’s funny though isn’t it how some folk only like a particular post when it’s something they like personally. Don’t people like a post because it may mean something to someone else. I find religious people get hung up on their own religion as apposed to accepting all people from all walks of life. 

  
Well that part has not been an easy ride, I believee ALL people whatever their belief deserve the gift of giving. That’s why I write because you, (the reader) you are what you are right. I accept you, I accept you as you are. Some people I have met in the blogging world are broken people and do not know where to turn, desease has put them where they are. Generally home bound, or to and from from hospital, it’s funny how a couple of friends on here I think about a lot. Dray0308 and Michael33 they are both givers from their heart and what motivates them is to give to others where they are at. Not judge them for where they are at.

My way is to give, sometimes it comes back. But mostly I have to believe by faith that some how somewhere someone has heard a message someone greater than me wants to say to someone. To give unconditionally is called love, Gods love is perfect and called Agape. I hope with all my heart you are blessed today, that you find it in your heart to give to someone that which has been given to you as a gift. The gift of giving that you did not even know that you had. 

 
When you don’t exspect anything in return, that’s when you feel real joy when someone stops by and says “thank you for sharing” that’s when I get my gift.

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Fonz

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The smell of Sunday.

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One thing I had growing up was absolutely perfect roast beef. I have tried many times to emulate my mums beef. But never could I do it, until today. See mum had been taught by the best  (grandma) all the recipes I every read recommended 20 mins per pound plus 20 mins. But it never came out succulent like my mums did. It was always chewy, and hard to digest that is until today. I finally mastered it, it seems it’s about what you do with it before hand. The temp it’s cooked on and the amount of time, all combined to make the perfect roast. 

  
It’s all about time, no good thing should be rushed. I remember walking in from church every Sunday to the smell of Sunday, the smell would stay with me forever as the smell of Sunday, as we never seemed to have it on any other day. Roast chicken was also a smell of Sunday, but sometimes we had that midweek so it never really was competition to knock Beef off of the top Sunday smell spot. Even when I smell it now I am still transported back to those times. It’s funny isn’t it how smells do that. What was it Jules said on top gear when describing his Morris minor police car. ” wind the window down 2 inches and smell through the window. Law and order 1968 right there ” you are transported back to that time in your mind. Not 1968 in this case I was just born in that year.

A friend of mine was talking about juicing the other day, he asked me for a suggestion. I said mango and strawberries. He said he could taste that in his mind, can you do that? 

  
Back to the beef, on Halloween we had a roast for lunch so we had plenty in our bellies when we went to our party. I asked the chief how to do it, he responded by saying that the key to a great roast is to seal it on all sides in a pan. Then to cook it for 3 1/2 – 4 hours on a lower heat. Like 150 degrees. I must confess though I did leave the 3 lb joint marinating in maple syrup over night. The knife just glided effortlessly through the meat when I cut it, I hope you can taste in your mind because it tasted absolutely fabulous. So what’s the point in this blog to talk to you about my beef joint? No you know me better than that by now. The point is this.

  
That good things can’t be rushed, that it’s all about foundations. Normally I would have cooked that joint for 1 hr 20 mins on a higher heat and still be chewing it now. Because as most of you know I don’t have any mowlars as most were removed for me to have a bone marrow transplant. It’s about taking your time to get things right not rushing anything. The longer it takes the better it is in most cases. My wife never speeds on the roads. She says “it’s better to be late in this life, than early in the next” 

Have a great week, and take your time.

Mark  

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My Andie

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I guess there is more than 1 person that’s compatible with another person. But for me there is only one that has filled that void. Only one person that I can call my soul mate, her name is Andie. She has remained by my side through thick and thin, she is a person that will stay by my side even when it’s raining and the world seems to be against us. She says this statement often.

   
“It’s not the people who sit with you in the limo, drinking champagne we call friends. It’s the ones that help push, when it breaks down. They are your real friends.” There is no doubt that she does that, and I hope she feels that it’s reciprocated.

  
There is no one on this planet like my Andrea, she has proved her love for me over and over again. To have her by my side makes me not only feel stronger, but makes me believe in the us that is our marriage. We are tough, we are sensitive, we are caring, but most of all we are secure with each other in the knowledge that there is an us.

  
My wife is the person that supports my choices even if some may not agree, she is like the strength in my weakness. She is my guide when I see no light, my warmth when I feel cold. She is  positive when I see no way out, Andie is my grace when I lack faith. She helps me to see a way where there appears to be a road block. She is my reason, when I feel deflated. Andie is faithful and strong, giving even when she feels she has nothing left to give. There is only one Andie, that person is my wife, and my life. I give myself to her and her alone forsaking all others.

  
Andie has been my dependable rock, someone who I am able to rely on. She makes me proud to married to her, and I feel privileged to call her my best friend. Even when cancer appeared to be taking my life, she believed in me and gave me the strength to reach up, have faith and carry on the fight. Andie has believed in me right from the start,  and has never waivered in believing  that I would survive. Everyone needs an Andie in their life. Life is to short to argue, fuss and fight. There is a great strength in WE, and because of the we in us “WE” are stronger. 

  
I hope with my whole heart that you have a similar experience in your life. There is no room to waste time with second bests, you deserve it to yourself to be and have the best you can. Settling for second best is a sad place to be (I know) but enjoying the best takes effort on both sides, maintenance, sensitivity, gentleness, consideration and above all else putting each other first. In the act of putting each other first we find all that 2 humans can give to each other, blessed by one more powerful than us. Known to me as Agape.

  
Giving is a beautiful way to live, putting your partner first is everything. Enjoy each other.

Have a great week

Mark

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Everything you read are based on my own experience and my own opinions. I express them here to encourage you. Please share with others, if it meant something to you it will to someone else.