Friday, October 20, 2017

When Forget-Me-Nots Have Withered



A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you when forget-me-nots have withered. Carve your name on hearts, not on marble.
~Charles H. Spurgeon




I love this quote by Charles Spurgeon. Being painfully shy, I need to step out of my comfort zone and be more approachable as well as be open to approaching others. My hope is to have an open door and an open heart.

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  1. Isn't that a pretty wreath!! It is sometimes hard to open up, but I think when we open up to the right people that so many wonderful things can happen :) I received your cute halloween card, thank you :)

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    1. Connie, I love sunflowers. I think I bought this one at a craft shop years ago. I'm so glad you received your halloween card safe and sound!

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  2. I think you have a beautiful heart, Gina. To be able to spend some time with you would be a most wonderful thing. Such a lovely and welcoming wreath hanging on the door. It speaks Autumn and a lovely lady lives within.

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    1. Kim, you are too kind. I would love to enjoy your company one day. Perhaps we can become pen pals? xo

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  3. Hi Gina!

    I love that thought by, Charles H. Spurgeon, it really is something we should all live by. The wreath is just beautiful! I love sunflowers, so I think it's extra beautiful, just like you, sweet friend!!

    Hugs and Love,
    Barb

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    1. Barb, I had to think on this quote for quite some time. Charles Spurgeon has a lot of wisdom. I love sunflowers too. ♥

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  4. Hi Gina, I am catching up with you here. The quote is so wonderful and something so true and inspiring. I think that being shy is very endearing :) Still waters run deep. xo Karen

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    1. Karen, I haven't heard "still waters run deep" in a long time. My mother used to say that. ♥

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We all have our “good old days” tucked away inside our hearts, and we return to them in dreams like cats to favorite armchairs. ~ B. Carter