My Beautiful Love

 OUR ANGEL OF LOVE **

** The poem's previuosly published on September 1, 2010 posting with different pictures at http://shineingrace.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-angel-of-love-we-love-you-michael.html. With my thanks again to my dear friend Flor for sharing this beautiful , very-MJ poem.

What kind of world do you want to live in?

picture source: http://www.sl-designs.com/wp/quotes-life7_wallpaper.htm

I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU MICHAEL!

♥ ♥ ♥

Note: Just want to clarify that I don't own the beautiful loving quote I used for the above picture; I found it from from another 'love' site by an anonymous writer, and loved it so much as it expresses my very sentiment for Michael :) 

A dear friend from facebook had posted at her wall this beautiful Jill Harrison quote, "Love is the power that heals the soul and mends hearts.";  loved it so much (very MJ-like, isn't it?) that I just have to make  this picture...   

With many thanks to Norsalah Wati of Singapore for sharing the quote :)

And here's our beloved love messenger 

"Let us dream of tomorrow where we can TRULY LOVE from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation."

- Michael Jackson

Thinking of my angel...

"I was thinkin about him, thinkin about me.
Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?
Open my eyes, yeah; it was only just a dream.
So I travel back, down that road.
Who he come back? No one knows.
I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream..."

(borrowed from "Just A Dream" lyrics ^.^)

As long as there is life, I will cherish you,
 As long as the stars twinkle above, I will adore you,
As long as there are waves in the ocean, I will respect you,
As long as there is heaven above, I will love you...
And as long as my heart beats, I will miss you.
--- Ruby S

This Week's Theme: RED and MJ

Missing you...

• You Left Me

You left me, sweet, two legacies, - 

A legacy of love

A Heavenly Father would content,

Had He the offer of;

You left me boundaries of pain

Capacious as the sea,

Between eternity and time,

Your consciousness and me.

-- Emily Dickinson

See the formula in the middle of this picture?  

Well for me, it should really be L = MJ , now that's better, isn't it? :)

"My mission is healing. Pure and simple." --- Michael Jackson

A STORY OF LOVE, CARING, COMPASSION and MIRACLES

A very good friend at facebook shared to me today a very beautiful, touching personal account, and I'd want to post the story here as well; it's stories like these that need to be published and heard all around the world so everyone may know and finally acknowledge that MJ'S TRULY AN ANGEL SENT FROM HEAVEN!


-- "I recently heard of this interview airing and decided to get more information about it on Oprah's website. This is when I stumbled across this discussion and decided to share my story. I was diagnosed with a rare form of child bone cancer in 2000 at the age of fifteen. I was to start chemo therapy in August of that year. Not many people know this but Michael opened up Neverland several times each year for anyone to come and enjoy the park. Everything was free. Rides, games, food. A friend of mine who was a regular at Neverland called me one night and told me the park was going to be open for two weeks at the beginning of August that year. I asked my parents if they would take me the week before I was scheduled to start chemo. My doctors all advised against saying they feared I was too weak but I eventually talked my parents in to it. We had to drive what seemed like several miles after we went through the front gates of Neverland to get to where the actual park was with the rides. As we were driving down the winding road something came over me that I can't explain to this day. It was almost a feeling of peace.

When my family and I stepped out of the car we weren't sure if we should check in with someone or really what to do. A man finally walked over to us and introduced himself and then explained to my parents how everything worked. We signed in with our names and other information and were given matching wrist bands and told we could ride anything we wanted, eat anything we wanted, play any of the games, etc. The man mentioned that on occasion Michael would come outside and say hello to everyone there. My parents thanked the man and within minutes I was at the top of the ferris wheel with my Dad. We rode it three times in a row and then it was on to the swings. We rode the rides for hours before getting in line to get some cotton candy and popcorn. As we sat down at a table with our snacks we noticed a crowd of children running all in one direction. I stood up on the seat of the table we were at but couldn't see anything. Several minutes later the crowd began moving towards us and it was then that I saw Michael. Standing under a huge umbrella and laughing as children were pulling at his arms, legs, and hugging him.

My Mom then grabbed my hand and we made our way over to him. We introduced ourselves and my Mom told him what a wonderful time we were having. She then told him about my cancer and that I would be starting chemo the next week. When she said that Michael put one hand on my head and said, "God Bless you." When he touched me I felt the same feeling of peace and comfort that I did as I had when we drove through the gates of Neverland. He stood there and talked to us for a couple more minutes and then he left. I continued riding rides with my family and the other children but I couldn't stop thinking about meeting him. As we were leaving that night the man who we spoke to when we arrived stopped my dad and handed him a note. The note was from Michael and it was inviting the three of us to have dinner with him. Without hesitation my Dad accepted the invitation and the man then directed us to through another gate which led to the main house. I was surprised once we were in front of the house. I expected it to be this huge mansion but it wasn't. It wasn't small but it certainly wasn't huge. Several people who worked for him greeted us when we pulled up outside. We had dinner with Michael and his children that night and to this day it was the best night of my life. After dinner he asked my parents if it would be ok if he prayed with us and of course they said yes. I had never and still to this day have never heard anyone pray the way he did. At fifteen years old it made me cry.

After he finished praying I opened my eyes and looked to each of my parents who were in tears as well. Michael was gracious enough to give us a tour of some of the things we weren't able to see earlier in the day. He showed us the arcade and the movie theater. The movie theater at Neverland was not your typical theater. Not only were there seats like a real theater, there were also beds for the children who were too sick to sit up. After showing us around we said goodbye to Michael and thanked him for everything. Imagine my Mother's surprise when she received a call from him several days later! We assumed he had obtained our number from the sign in sheet that we filled out upon arriving at Neverland. He asked her how I was doing and she told him I would begin chemo on Monday. He then gave her a number in which to reach him directly and asked her to please call him and let him know how I was doing around the middle of the week. She agreed. I went that Monday morning to the hospital prepared to begin chemo. When the doctor walked in the room he asked both of my parents to sit down. The three of us feared he was going to say the cancer had spread. They had run blood work and some more scans on me two days prior which is typical prior to beginning treatment.

When the doctor began to speak he looked at my parents and said, "I don't know how to tell you this. I don't know how to explain this but Danielle no longer has cancer. There are no signs of it on any of the scans we just took." My Mom, my Dad, and I sat there and just stared at him and finally my Mom burst in to tears. We left the hospital and the first thing my Mom did when we got home was call Michael. I was embarrassed because she was crying on the phone but then she handed the phone to me to speak to him and it was obvious he had been crying as well. Through the years Michael remained in touch with my family and would call us several times a year on the phone to say hello. He would sometimes send us gifts and cards. I have been cancer free for ten years now. I can't explain what happened when I went to Neverland. It's defies explanation. I want people to know that I am not the only one who visited Neverland very sick only to become well after my visit. There are hundreds, if not thousands of us. Our stories were never made public because Michael didn't want that. He was a wonderful man. I have never met anyone who cared so deeply about not just children but people in general."


Here is the link where I got this account from (and for more info);
http://www.majorloveprayer.org/2010/10/every-act-of-kindness-every-prayer-of.html


With my heartfelt thanks to dear Laura Myers Bowles of Tennessee for sharing this article... 

For today, I'd want to share this beautiful, touching picture story from QuoteXite.com; it's copyrighted though and I haven't asked their permission yet, so this posting may not be here permanently...

I just found this beautiful inspirational piece from another site, and hope it could bring some blessings and enlightenment to whoever comes across with it...

The Parable of the Rose

A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?"

Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it was ready to bloom, it died.

So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The Godlike qualities planted in us at birth growing amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential.

Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others.

This is the characteristic of love - to look at a person and know their true faults. Accepting that person into your life, while recognizing the nobility in their soul. Help them to realize that they can overcome their faults. If we show them the rose, they will conquer their thorns. Only then will they blossom many times over.

--- author unknown

source : http://www.comportone.com/cpo/religion/christian/motivate/rose.htm

This Week's Theme: Going RANDOMly Again!  :)

And for a week's starter, what could be better than a glorious smile! :D

Let's get busy then! 

 ♥  ♥  ♥

This Week's Theme: MJ, In His Own Words

You did deal with everything outstandingly Michael, 

actually, so unreal exceptionally!

This Week's  Theme:  BE INSPIRED!

A GLORIOUS RECIPE
FOR THE SOUL

Fold two hands together, And express a dash of sorrow; Marinate it overnight, And work on it tomorrow. Chop one grudge in tiny pieces Add several cups of love, Dredge with a large-sized smile, Mix in ingredients from above. Dissolve the hate within you, By doing a good deed; Cut in and help your friend, If he or she should be in need. Stir in laughter, love and thankfulness, From the heart it has to come; Toss with genuine kindness, then share with folks who may need some. The amount of people served, Will all depend on you ... This recipe can feed an entire world, If you really want it to! ~Author Unknown

I'm so proud to say I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!