Women's Spirit (2024)

11/09/2024

CARROTS, EGGS, AND COFFEE.
A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee. You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each pot on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil.
In the first she placed some carrots, in the second she placed some eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked,
"Tell me what you see."
"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.
Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked,
"What does it mean, mother?"
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity. Boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.
"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"
Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?
Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you when the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level?
How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
May we all be COFFEE!

Credit - original owner

11/09/2024

He step in to 20 year today

Wishing HAPPY BIRTHDAY Adorable cat!!!

11/09/2024

Got a welfare check call of a 92 yr old woman, who sometimes walks up and down the road and doesn’t know where she is. Sometimes forgets her door is open so thinks she is locked out.

Neighbors call and said, she forgets a lot of things and her hands are ice cold to the touch. So they let her warm up in their home.

We go by and check, she has 2 sons who just forget about her. No food in the fridge, only milk and old lemonade. Only eating a bag of Cheerios, place hasn’t been cleaned recently. All she wanted to know is why her sons don’t bring her food or check on her. She said she just need a couple sandwiches or something to least not be hungry.

Without her knowing, we left and got her some groceries for her home. Big rotisserie chicken, some sandwich items to last a week or 2, some chunky soups, bunch of chips and meat, some waters. Knocked on her door and she was all smiles and in disbelief someone actually cared enough about her to even help.

Not always about running and gunning catching bad guys. Sometimes just showing someone they aren’t alone can change their lives.

Like I said from day one, “changing lives one smile at a time”

Credit: Marquis Hines

11/09/2024

The owners let their dog loose with his chain still on due to a house fire so he could run and be safe. But instead the dog rushed back into the fire and soon ran back out with this little baby nugget in his mouth. Y’all he ran back into the fire because he knew this little kitten would never make it out if he didn’t. What a Heroic good boy! What do you think about this amazing story?

11/09/2024

I travel alone and always lock my doors down this way at night so no one can open the doors.
It’s an old trucker trick I was taught and hope it helps someone else who didn’t know about it.

Credit - original owner ( respect )

11/09/2024

"I picked this up last weekend at a sale, brought it home, and when I was washing it, I opened it up and a name was taped inside… Chris Neff. For some reason that name sounded SO familiar to me, so I’m washing it and thinking about it, then it hits me…. The new guy that just started at my work, that’s HIS name. There is NO WAY this is his lunchbox.
The next day, I see him at work when he brings me his new hire paperwork (mind you, I have NEVER talked to this guy).
'Are you Courtney?'
'Yes, are you Chris? ... I have a series of weird questions for you.''
He looks confused but says he’s ready for my questions.
'Have you lived here your whole life?' -Yes
'How old are you?' -43
'Do you remember ever having a Snoopy lunchbox when you were a kid?'
'Well, my dad always loved Peanuts stuff. I think I did.''
So I pull out my phone and show him the pictures of the lunchbox and his name inside… 'THAT'S MY MOM'S HANDWRITING.'
You guys, it was HIS lunchbox! 🤯 What are the odds of that?! I’m happy to report they have been reunited, and I am off to buy a lottery ticket. Wish me luck!"

Credit: Courtney Harms

11/09/2024

Twice this week, I have watched an elderly individual, fade into the busy life in which we all live. One man just needed Panadol for his wife but the shop assistant simply said it’s in ‘6’. But he struggled to navigate the supermarket and as I watched him go in the wrong direction, I left all my groceries and took him where he needed to go. Today, I watched an elderly man struggle in the heat, who had obviously had a fall with a huge scrape and blood on his leg. He walked past people in the cafe, while he slowly made his way to his car. Not one person stopped. Or looked. Or acknowledged him. I took him to his car and checked he was ok. He told me he had a fall and wasn’t sure how the air con worked in his car so he just didn’t use it. I sat with him, until his air con kicked in and heard him talk about the old frail body that he is in, that fails him now, every single day.
When you see an elderly person walking down the street, searching in the supermarket or struggling to their car, take a minute out of your busy schedule and ask them if they need a hand. Think about your grand parents and your parents and how pi**ed you would be if someone didn’t stop to help them. But more, think of them as you.
Once upon a time they were you. They were busy, they had work, they had children, they were able... Today, they are just in an older body that is not going as fast as it used to and this busy life is confusing. They deserve our utmost respect and consideration. One day it will be you, it will be us. I wish more people gave a sh*t about them and acknowledged them for their admirable existence and geez I hope someday, not that far away, someone does it for me.

Credit: Adele Barbaro,

11/09/2024

Angel is a Bengali cat who travels around the world with her family. Due to the fact that two animals died during a flight – one because of the cold and the other because his cage was hit by other luggage – Angel has started a campaign for all animals to travel in the cabin. The slogan is: "we are not luggage, we are living beings".
Due to her large number of followers, this 15-pound cat hopes to make a change. For now, a good way to help her is to spread her campaign and her slogan ...WE ARE NOT LUGGAGE, WE ARE LIVING BEINGS!

11/09/2024

I gave my 10 year old a math test today. He spent nearly an hour and used four sheets of scratch paper. He worked each problem with intense concentration. And then with a deep breath he handed it to me to be graded.

I quickly worked my way through the test and calculated his score.
“It’s an 89” I said, “that’s a high B.”

Immediately his eyes filled with tears. He had done his best work, given his greatest effort and had still come up short.
I looked at my boy and back down at his paper.
And then I ripped it in half.

My boy is amazing in the kitchen. He can cook a meal for the entire family without breaking a sweat.

My boy is incredible at putting things together. He uses tools like a skilled craftsman.

My boy is a founding member of the mother/son debate team, (I just made that up) he can persuade me into doing things I never planned to do.

My boy is hilarious. He is always the first one to make a joke at the dinner table.

My boy is a sensitive soul. He’s kind and gentle when that sort of thing is necessary.

My boy is diligent. He will work at something until he feels it’s as good as it can be.

My boy is NOT defined by the grade on his math paper.

When I ripped that paper up, I looked my boy in the eyes and I told him how I had watched him. How I saw him give his best, how he considered each problem and checked each one until he felt it was complete. I watched him erase and rework problems he was unsure of. I watched him pour every bit of effort in his little body into that test.

And I told him I had never been more proud.

Children are so much more than test scores. They are so much more than their reading level. They are so much more than the box we try to mold them in to.

School is important, education is important but it’s not of highest importance.

I am more concerned with how he treats others, with his level of integrity and his desire to serve Jesus than any score on any test.
I am more concerned with his ability to learn how to use his talents to earn money for his family.

I am more concerned with the character that we are building than the division facts on the paper.

Our children should have an opportunity to show us where they excel, especially in the elementary years.

I was shocked at the pressure he felt to do
well on that test. I never imagined the tears of disappointment that would fall. I admire his ambition and his desire to do well.
I have never been more proud of an 89 on a math test.

Credit: Sprinkles In My Closet

10/09/2024

A lady went to the Pastor and said🙍🏾 ... "I won’t be attending Church anymore."
He said, "May I ask why??"
She said, "I see people on their cell phones during the service, some are gossiping, some just ain’t living right, they are all just hypocrites."
The Pastor got silent and he said, "Ok... But can I ask you to do something for me before you make your final decision?"
She said, "What’s that?"
He said, "Take a glass of water and walk around the Church 2 times and don’t let any water fall out the glass."
She said, "Yes I can do that."
She came back and said "It’s done."
He asked her 3 questions:
1. Did you see anybody on their phone?
2. Did you see anybody gossiping?
3. Was anybody living wrong?
She said, "I didn’t see anything because I was so focused on this glass, so the water wouldn’t fall."
He told her, "When you come to Church, you should be just that focused on God , so that you don’t fall. That’s why Jesus said 'Follow me.' He did not say follow Christians. Don’t let your relationship with God be determined by how others relate with God. Let it be determined by how focused YOU are on God."

Credit - original owner

10/09/2024

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10/09/2024

The year my daughter started preschool, I sent her every day with a heart drawn on her hand.

I told friends and teachers it was so that when she missed me, she could look down and see a physical reminder of me. She could touch it and know that I was always there for her, even if I couldn’t be there with her.

Do you want to know the honest truth?

I sent her to school with a heart drawn on her hand every day so that if she ever found herself sitting against a wall in a dark room hugging her knees to her chest with her blonde head bent in terror, while silent tears streamed down her cheeks as her class waited for an armed gunman to try the door handle against a barricade of desks . . .

She would know that I love her.

She wasn’t old enough for a phone yet. So this was the only way I could say goodbye.

I wonder how long it will be before the news cycle moves on this time.

But I’m a mom in America, so I cannot.

We will all just keep drawing hearts on our children’s hands and praying the only time they need it is when they miss us.

10/09/2024

“When we stopped at the terminal, the pilot announced that he would like to inform us that we were flying one of our fallen soldiers, Brooke Newton, home to her family. He asked that we remain on the plane until our soldier was removed from the plane first. He also asked that we give a moment of silence.

As we sat there waiting, I decided to look out the window and this is what I saw. A mother and father hysterically crying on their fallen soldiers casket. Standing off to the side were soldiers from her unit saluting their fallen soldier.

This moment hit me hard for some reason. I couldn't hold back tears. As I looked around the plane, I was hoping nobody would see my moment of weakness but to my surprise, damn near everyone on the plane was crying.

The woman standing next to me was Muslim. She was in tears and she tried consoling the woman next to her. The plane was filled with people of all races and religions. It was amazing to see everyone on that plane pay tribute to this woman and her family.

I saw no division on that plane last night. I saw Americans paying respect to their countryman. A woman who put her life on the line for me, and you, and your freedoms."

Author: Mike Helm

10/09/2024

A couple of weeks ago Mike & I were riding our bikes on the boardwalk & came across this sweet soul walking his beloved golden.
She’s 14 & not so good with her legs so he pulls her around on this bed he made so she can enjoy the smells of the ocean. I had to stop & express my love for his extraordinary care ... compassion, kindness, love. I need more people like this in my life.

Credit: Carrie Copenhaver

10/09/2024

Back in the days, if you needed something to finish a recipe and realized you didn’t have it, you ran to your neighbor, not the store. When payday rolled around, you took it back to the neighbor in a heaping cup. That doesn’t happen anymore. You don’t know your neighbor, in many cases ... it is a sadness that those days are gone.
Mama kept the coffee pot on the back of the stove … or sassifrass tea ...ready to go if a neighbor dropped in, and if she was cooking they were invited to stay and have a bite. Most of the time they did. The world has changed so much.
As a young military wife I baked a lot and anyone who dropped in was given coffee and a piece of cake or pie. Perhaps we need to spend more time with others around the kitchen table drinking coffee and not worried if the house is a little messy or if our decor is outdated. I sometimes get these things in my Facebook telling me what I should get rid of in my house, what dates me and should be thrown out. Of course I’m outdated! I’m old for goodness sake and I was raised when we didn’t throw things away! But I’ll offer you a cup of coffee and try to keep the cat off the chair long enough for you to sit a spell.
Have a good day and be kind to yourself

Credit - original owner

10/09/2024

JMy Mom once told me that she walked into a room where a couple of friends were discussing her, they didn’t know she was there. She shook her head, smiled and walked away. 🕊
My Mom also told me that she had a friend who talked bad about her, she never knew that Mom found out, Mom never mentioned it. She smiled and walked away from this friendship. 🕊
She told me she had family who chose to shift her out of their life because she stood up for herself for a change. And because she stopped crossing oceans for them when they would not even help her cross a bridge. She smiled, shook her head and walked away. 🕊
So I asked her how she could just walk away from people that betrayed her while pretending to be her friends or family? 🕊
She answered that every time she came to a crossroad like that, she had to decide who will be going forward on her journey with her. This showed her who she cannot take along with her. 🕊
So she explained to me that you should never get mad at a person who betrays you, even in the name of friendship or family. Just gracefully bow out and enjoy your journey with all the new people God puts in their place. 🕊

Credit to owner

10/09/2024

Hello everyone, I am 101 years old, I made my own birthday cake with peach cream and filling, I started decorating cakes from 10 years old, I love it, and I can't wait to grow my baking journey 💓💕💗

Credit belongs to respectful owner

10/09/2024

"Something has been bothering me lately. About a month ago I shared a meal with a homeless man while at work. A man who was begging a business not for money but to clean a store for a bottle of water and some food. Some critics believe I was doing it for attention and called it less than professional.
It's apparent that these critics don't know the real me, don't know my past and how life made me who I am. I'm going to let you in on a little secret and maybe you can understand why I am who I am. Not that I have to explain myself but I'm tired of hearing it. At 5 years old my father divorced my mother. He changed my name, hid me from her the best he could just to spite her. I remember when he met my stepmother and she made it very clear she would not raise children who were not her own. I remember shortly after that being taken by the State for my father did not want to lose my stepmother so he gave up his kids.
He told the state I had no living family members. So at 10 years old I was sent to boarding home after boarding home. No one wanted to adopt the 10 year old, they all wanted the new borns. For 6 years I lived in those boarding homes. 10 plus people sleeping in one room, packed in like sardines. Wearing the same 3 outfits I owned all week. I remember not eating for a day, two days or sometimes 3 days.
I remember never celebrating Christmas, no Thanksgiving dinner and never a single birthday celebration. Waking up every day praying for a miracle.
I remember being alone. I remember having no one to turn too. I remember having my back up against the wall and not a single person in my corner.
I became emancipated at 16 years old. I worked 4 part time jobs while I went to high school full time. I learned how hard it was to support myself. I went days without eating sometimes. It was eat 3 meals a day and not have a roof over my head or starve and survive. I turned my emotions into energy and became the man I am today.
So yes I fed a homeless guy and took the time, over an hour to get to know him better. I even took him to CVS to get him Motrin, a toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash, shampoo, soap, nail clippers, razors and shaving cream. I also got him some new clothes, new shoes and a jacket. After all of that I got him a roof over his head and worked on helping him to get some cash.
I know what it's like to not know where your next meal is coming from or when it's coming. I know what it feels like to be hungry, weak and desperate. I know what it's like to be down on your luck. I know how it feels when the world has its back turned on you. I know all too well what it's like be overall in a really crappy position in life.
I battled some tough moments since I was 10 years old and raised myself. I did it because I'm human and care for my fellow human beings.

Photo Credit: Mark Anthony

10/09/2024

DURING MY LAST FLIGHT, I FOUND AN ABANDONED BABY IN BUSINESS CLASS WITH A NOTE BESIDE IT
It had been a pretty calm flight, and I had just seen off the last passenger when... A loud baby's cry echoed from another part of the plane. At first, I thought it was just my tired imagination. But then the cry came again, even louder!
My heart skipped a beat as I rushed over there. But when I finally got there, I nearly fainted at the sight. A baby, all alone, crying his little heart out — it broke mine into pieces.
"Where's your mama, sweetheart?" I whispered, reaching out to him, when I noticd a note carefully folded in thirds. I couldn't help myself — I opened it, and my eyes widened as I read:
"Don't waste your time looking for me if you find this note. I couldn't provide a good life for him. Please accept and love him as your own. I'd be grateful if you named him Matthew Harris, the name I chose for him. Thank you."

Credit to respectful original owner

10/09/2024

My wife and I (gf at the time) were driving through Nevada in my 18 wheeler in the middle of July in a serious heat wave. We stopped at the only place with a bathroom we had seen in a few hours and slept for the night. Right by the truck was a sign that said “next services 118 miles". We were hours from the nearest area people would congregate in any way so this little podunk store/gas station was crowded nonstop. Come morning time, we climbed out of the truck to get something to eat… out of the whole crowd of at least 50 people making pit stops, this guy walked right up to us, layer down and showed us his belly and kept whimpering like “please help me". He was COVERED in ticks and so starved and dehydrated it took over a week of tiny drinks and tiny treats before he could have a real drink/meal without immediately puking it all up. The vet said if we had rescued him even a day later he would have died. He was RIGHT on the edge of “salvageable”… This is him a few years later when he realized we were going to the dog park.

Credit - original owner ( respect )

10/09/2024

"The pilot was standing around as I got out of my wheelchair to board my flight to Portland. He followed me and the flight attendant who volunteered to carry my bag. I fling myself into my seat. He quickly asked, "were you in the military." I replied "yes."
He said, "Afghanistan 2010?" Again, although surprised this time, I said slowly "yessss."
He then told me that he recognized me, my injuries, and my face. He told me he never knew if I survived or not.
Marc Vincequere is his name. He flys w United now. Crazy small world. He was the pilot that flew me out of Afghanistan."

Credits - original owner ( respect )

10/09/2024

THIS IS A KEEPER!
It happened at a New York Airport. This is hilarious. I wish I had the guts of this girl. An award should go to the United
Airlines gate agent in New York for being smart and funny, while making her point, when confronted with a passenger who probably
deserved to fly as cargo. For all of you out there who have had to
deal with an irate customer, this one is for you.
A crowded United Airlines flight was canceled. A single agent was re-booking a long line of inconvenienced travelers.
Suddenly, an angry passenger pushed his way to the desk. He slapped his ticket on the counter and said, "I HAVE to be on this flight and it has to be FIRST CLASS."
The agent replied, "I'm sorry, sir. I'll be happy to try to help you, but I've got to help these folks first; and then I'm sure we'll be able to work something out."
The passenger was unimpressed. He asked loudly, so that
the passengers behind him could hear, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?"
Without hesitating, the agent smiled and grabbed her public address microphone. "May I have your attention, please?", she began, her voice heard clearly throughout the terminal. "We have a passenger here at Gate 14 WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS. If anyone can help him with his identity, please come to Gate 14".
With the folks behind him in line laughing hysterically,
the man glared at the United Airlines agent, gritted his teeth, and said, "F*** You!"
Without flinching, she smiled and said, "I'm sorry sir,
you'll have to get in line for that, too."

Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.

Credit belongs to respectful owner

10/09/2024

He found this stray puppy during combat..after a lot of struggle he got him back to the US so they spend lifetime together. ❤️

10/09/2024

Yeah I did it, what's going on?🥴
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10/09/2024

Mom leaves written note on “disrespectful” son’ door, and now it’s going viral 😮😳

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10/09/2024

The Iron Lady
80-year-old woman completes annual 600-mile trek with her pony and dog
Every year, Jane Dotchin packs her saddlebags and sets off on an epic journey from her home near Hexham, Northumberland, up to Inverness, Scotland.
Since 1972, Jane, 80, has been heading on this annual trip on her 13-year-old horse, Diamond, travelling 600 miles on horseback.
This time, she began her journey on August 31, with her disabled Jack Russell, Dinky, for company as she covers between 15 and 20 miles a day.
The trip sees Jane carrying everything she needs on her back, including her tent, food, and a few key belongings.
After that initial journey, she caught the taste for the open road, and travelled to visit friends near Fort Augustus, near Loch Ness, Highlands, every autumn since.
Her epic journey usually takes around seven weeks, depending on weather, and Jane uses it as a chance to pop in and say hi to people she has met over the years.
She sustains herself on porridge, oatcakes, and cheese, and doesn’t need much electricity as she has an old mobile phone with a battery that lasts six weeks.
Credits: Kavin Mohan Peramune

10/09/2024

These two girls were living in adverse conditions and were removed from the place where they lived. When mom saw them at the shelter, she decided to adopt them together so they wouldn't be separated. This picture was yesterday of their 1st day at their new home....
No words, their style says it all
🙏❤️🌸🌷✨💙💚🥰🐶🐶
Animals have feelings and a soul. .

10/09/2024

I'm stuck in the van with my toddler. We went out to dinner as a family, and she had a meltdown because mom wouldn't let her throw chicken strips. So she screamed, and screamed, and kicked and kicked, and since I was the only one finished with my meal, I had the pleasure of dragging her out of Red Robin.
I carried her past the bar and everyone stared at me, most of them childless, I assumed. No one with children would give me that straight faced, lip twisted, look that seems to say, "If you can't control your kid, then don't go out."
Well... no. I can't control her.
Not all the time.
Not yet.
It’s going to take years to teach her how to act appropriately in public, and the only way I am ever going to teach that is to take her out and show her what's right and wrong. By saying no a million times, letting her throw a fit, and telling her no again.
These lessons take patience, hard work, and real world experiences, and I’m sorry to those at the bar who got irritated by my child's fit, but you are part of this practice. Your parents did the same with you, and that’s how you now know how to recognize when a child does something irritating in a restaurant. It’s how you learned to look at a situation and say, “That parent needs to control their kids.”
It’s how you learned to be a respectable person.
I get it. Kids are irritating when they are loud in a restaurant. I know. I’m living it. But before you get angry and judgmental, realize that what you are witnessing is not bad parenting, but rather, parents working hard to fix the situation.
You are looking at what it takes to turn a child into a person.

Credit No Idea What I'm Doing: A Daddy Blog

10/09/2024

I'm pregnant and I don't have the money to make a better layette for my son, so I made his first quilt myself, it might not be perfect but it's what I could do and for me is very beautiful..

Credit - Original Owner

10/09/2024

“Sunday self-serve is ready for the week. 🙌🏼
After grocery shopping, I always wash and prep all of the food that is considered self-serve in our house. Self-serve for my kiddos means help yourself without asking and it’s always an okay snack (any time of day, bedtime snacks, etc.) It also helps me when I’m packing lunches and snacks, or as a side dish when dinner doesn’t include something they will definitely eat or if we have a busy/late night. There’s something about having things truly ready to grab that makes kids eat it. I could leave the baby carrots in a bag or leave the grapes on the stems, but they wouldn’t eat it. 🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️
PS- For the fruits and veggies I do put covers on the containers, so they don’t get gross.”

Credit: The Eager Teacher

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