A Year of Smiles – Day 169

Reason to SMILE #169: SUPERMAN

“I’m Superman,” my dad declared. “Didn’t you know that?”

“No, you’re not!” my siblings and I all protested.

“I am! I can lift this car with one hand,” Dad claimed.

We all responded with cheers to see our dad prove he was indeed Superman.

“Ok, here goes.” Without hesitation, Dad continued, “Wanna see me do it again?”

We protested again, “You didn’t do anything!”

With a grin on his face, Dad explained, “I did it so fast you couldn’t see me!”

He may not have lifted our car but there has never been any doubt in my mind that my dad is Superman. There’s no better dad and I’m grateful for him. He is my biggest fan and I can always depend on him for support, for help, for wise advice and for prayer. 

I’m blessed to have such a good father in my life, someone I can look up to, follow in his footsteps and trust to always love and accept me. You may not be able to say the same – at least not about an earthly father.  But you do have a Heavenly Father who is always good. He loves you and will always be there for you. He will never let you down or disappoint you. He’s even better than Superman! ūüėČ

Cape or no cape – my dad always makes me SMILE and I know it’s because he’s following the example of the greatest Father of all!

Psalm 68:5 (ESV) Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation.

James 1:17 (ESV) Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.

1 John 3:1 (NIV) See what great love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.


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A Year of Smiles – Day 149

philosopher -smiley-thinkingReason to SMILE #149: MEMORIES

Some bring sadness –

Remembering loved ones we can no¬†longer hug, call up for a chat or hear them say “I love you”;

Recalling fun times with friends who were once trusted and close but somehow became distant, wondering what went wrong and dealing with the hurt that still lingers from their rejection;

Agonizing over broken relationships, lost loves that resulted in broken hearts;

Fixating on bad decisions, regrets of the past and wallowing in the ever abundant¬†“what ifs”…


Some bring pride –

Reminiscing over accomplishments in your life, the good choices you’ve made and how far you’ve come;

Celebrating milestones in the lives of your children or loved ones;

Memorializing the sacrifices of those who fought bravely for the freedoms you enjoy…


Some bring joy –

Remembering the laughter shared with family and friends;

Thinking back on¬†the new experiences and discoveries made on your life’s journey;

Holding dear the love given and received;

Recalling the moments of fun, silliness, sheer enjoyment, complete safety, satisfaction in who you were when nothing was holding you back or weighing you down…


No matter the emotion evoked by them, our memories¬†are¬†a part of who we are. Whether regret or¬†delight, pain or joy, each moment in our lives has led us to where we are today.¬† I’m grateful for the miraculous minds that¬†God has given us that allow us to¬†remember so many things – even the darkest of memories.¬†¬†You see, my memories may not all be good but I can still SMILE knowing the past is the past, God forgives and comforts, and¬†today is a new opportunity to make better choices and even better memories.



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A Year of Smiles – Day 140


My older son was shopping in preparation for his summer internship as a youth minister’s assistant. His new position requires a different type of wardrobe than his usual gym shorts and “T”s. ¬†As he was shopping, my son texted me to let me know what bargains he’d found and to ask my opinion on certain items. One of those items was this:

Here is our conversation about this “interesting” piece of clothing:

Apparently, I do not know what is cool anymore. Fortunately, the store did not have his size in that lovely T-shirt. However, they did have his size in the button up shirt.

So, Monday morning, my firstborn will be strutting through the doors of First Baptist Church sporting this watermelon shirt

and a pair of watermelon-colored dress shorts to match.

That’s my boy! And I wouldn’t want him to be any different. He makes my heart SMILE! And I know God is going to use him to bring SMILES to everyone he meets this summer – especially if he’s wearing that watermelon shirt!

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A Year of Smiles – Day 137

hear-no-speak-no-see-no.pngReason to SMILE #137: HIDE ‘N SEEK

It was dark. The yard was lit only by the corner street lights.  Shadows fell from every tree and structure on the property.  It was the perfect conditions for a game of hide and seek!

My family and several of our cousins were visiting my Nana.  All of us kids were bored and were looking for something fun to do.  Hide and seek won the majority vote so outside we all went.

Finding good hiding spots was never a problem for me. I was small and wiry.¬† I did, however, because of my muscle disorder, have a¬†problem¬†getting to the base before “It” caught me.¬†¬†So, that night,¬†one of my older cousins picked me up,¬†put me on his shoulders and¬†said, “We’re going to be a team.”

You need to know something about this cousin of mine.  He was about six feet tall and skinny as a rail.  With me on his shoulders, we were a whopping 8 feet tall conglomerate that needed a place to hide.  That was a problem.

The seeker, or “It”,¬†began counting.¬† My siblings and cousins scattered to different hiding places all over the darkened yard.¬†¬†My cousin, with me on his shoulders, was¬†standing in the middle of the yard with no place to go.¬† Finally, he¬†turned toward the corner of the yard and saw that the street light post was casting a long shadow into my grandmother’s yard.¬† He ran to the shadow and positioned us squarely withi its borders¬†then told me to be very quiet.

“It” finished counting and took off around the house searching for the hiders.¬† One by one, the hiders were either found or had made their way back to base.¬† Meanwhile, my cousin and I¬†were standing in the middle of the yard covered only by the shadow of the street light post. ¬†“It” ran past us several times but never discovered our presence. Finally, the seeker gave up.¬†¬†We stepped out of the shadow and we¬†were declared the winners!

Now that was an awesome game of hide and seek!  We were standing right out in the open but no one was able to find us.  In the shadow of the light post, we were hidden.  We were shielded from being caught and were able to walk away victorious.

Life can feel like a game of hide and seek.  There are so many things seeking our attention, seeking to control us, seeking to detour us, seeking to destroy us.  We search for a place to hide from these dangers but our earthly resources can only protect for so long.  Eventually, we are found.  Fears overtake us; doubts consume us; negativity overwhelms us.

But there is a place where we can find rest from this¬†soul-threatening game of hide and seek.¬† There is¬†a shelter where we can find peace in the midst of our¬†storms.¬† There is a refuge where we can find comfort¬†during life’s toughest trials.¬† This hiding place is in the¬†presence of¬†our Heavenly Father.

Psalm 91:1¬†says, “He that dwells in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.”¬†¬†Aren’t you glad we have a great, big God that casts an even bigger shadow in which we can find refuge and protection from¬†the one who is¬†seeking¬†to¬†devour our lives?¬† I certainly am and knowing that my Heavenly Father¬†has everything in His control allows me to find peace even when life gets rough.

Oh, one more thing – you can’t stand in a shadow unless you are near¬†the object that is casting the shadow.¬† This goes for God’s shadow, too.¬†¬†You can’t stand in God’s protective shadow¬†unless you get close to Him.¬† But I promise.¬† The closer you get to Him, the greater your SMILE will be.



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A Year of Smiles – Day 135

Reason to SMILE #135: LULLABIES

‚ÄúMom, I‚Äôm not tired,‚ÄĚ said my younger son. ‚ÄúWill you sing me a nighty-night-emoticonlullaby? But sing it quiet, I don‚Äôt want brother to hear.‚ÄĚ

What mom can resist a request to sing her little boy to sleep? Besides, this meant he’d be asleep in no time at all…..

Rock-a-bye baby-

“Shhh, Mom! Quieter!”

On the tree top-

“I‚Äôm thirsty”.

“Ok, baby, let‚Äôs go get a drink.”

<Out of bed and into the kitchen. Grab a drink; back to bed. Then, we sit until every last drop is slurped from the cup…slurp…slurp…>

“Are you done?”

“Wait. Almost.” <Slurp> “Okay.”

When the wind blows-

“Baby, you have to close your eyes.”

“I‚Äôm trying!”

The cradle will rock-

“Mom, I have to tell you something.”

“Ok, what is it?”

“My friend says he‚Äôs gonna beat me up.”

“That doesn‚Äôt sound like a very good friend; maybe you should stay away from him.”

“Don‚Äôt worry. I am!”

When the bow breaks-

“Mom, I want to stretch out my legs, can you move?”

“You are getting way too tall.”

“I AM allowed to grow, Mom!”

“Okay. Go to sleep now.”

The cradle will fall-

“Can I have a hug?”

”¬†Of course.”

<Hug, hug. Kiss, kiss. Nibble, nibble.>

“Mom! My ear is not food!”

And down will come baby-

“Be still and close your eyes.”

“Ok, ok!”




And all.



Exhausting as it was, I miss the days I could sing lullabies to my babies.  But remembering those days always makes me SMILE!

You know, it would¬†really be nice to have a lullaby sung to me every now and then.¬† It’s too bad my husband can’t sing! ūüėČ


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A Year of Smiles – Day 134

Reason to SMILE #134: BEING A MOM

Top ten things I’ve learned from being a mom:

10. First steps, first time sitting up, first time on the potty, first birthday, first Christmas, first bike ride, first day of school, first good grade, first bad grade, first homerun, first real friend, first night away from home, first movie, first girlfriend, first date, first car, first dance, first day of college – your child’s life is filled with firsts. You don’t want to miss any of them. Take lots and lots of pictures. Then post them all over social media and embarrass the heck out of them! That’s one of the great joys of motherhood.

9. For the first 10 or so years of your child’s life, there is only one determining factor in choosing restaurants – the toy that is being offered in said restaurant’s kid’s meal. And here’s a side note to all the fast food joints out there: if you’ve run out of toys and you fail to tell the mom who is ordering the meal at the drive thru speaker, don’t be offended when she refuses the meal at the window and drives away. Remember, you’re not the one who has to go home with her kids!

8. There is a black hole somewhere in every household that sucks up socks, shoes, earbuds, phone chargers and remote controls. ¬†If only I could create some sort of device to detect these black holes, I’d be the richest mom on the planet!

7. When asking your kids to go search for all those missing items, detailed instructions on how to search must be given. Failure to give a step-by-step guide on what is required in a thorough search for a missing shoe results in the child walking to their bedroom door, glancing in for a moment and returning to you with a bewildered look while saying, “I can’t find it anywhere.”

6. “Because I said so” is a perfectly valid argument for the question “Why?”. Further, when your child refuses to give in and answers your argument again with “But why?”, your trump card will forever be, “Because I’m the mom, that’s why!”

5. Regardless of your resolve and any promise you ever made to yourself, you will at some point find yourself making awful sounds like “aahnn!” when you see your child reaching for the scissors or hot stove or attempting anything he or she shouldn’t be doing. ¬†After all, there is no better deterrent for bad behavior than sounding like a angry mother goose!

4. The words “I need” are code for “I know I can live without it but I really, really want it so I’m gonna bat my lashes, poke out my bottom lip and tell you I need it and pray extremely hard that you believe me even though it hasn’t worked the other 147 times I’ve tried it before.” ¬†Too bad, kid, I tried that one with my parents. Didn’t work with them either!

3. Hearing my own words spoken or seeing my own action emulated by my child can be either a blessing or a curse. They’re always watching and listening – even when you think they’re not! Those little boogers!

2. Although my job is to raise independent and responsible young men, actually letting them go out into the world and prove I’ve done that job is the most difficult thing for me (and probably any mom) to do. They’re still my babies!

1. Of the many things I’ve learned and am still learning from being a mom, the most important thing is that no matter how hard I try, I can never hold a candle to my mom. She’s the best mom around and I’m thankful God made her mine!

I love you, Mom!

And to all you moms out there, keep SMILING! ¬†We’re all in this thing together!! ¬†Happy Mother’s Day!

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A Year of Smiles – Day 129

Reason to SMILE #129: SISTERS

Three boys Рmy mom already had three boys and was pregnantsmiling-pink-smiley with her fourth child.  She just knew this baby would be a boy, too.  There was still a chance for a girl, though, because she and my dad, feeling prompted by God, had already begun the adoption process.  Soon a six year old girl became a part of the family Рall the way from Korea.

Then, surprise!¬† Congratulations, mom.¬† You’ve got a healthy baby girl!¬†¬†I decided to join the crowd.¬† From that point on, I was not just my mom’s baby.¬† I was my older sister’s baby.¬† She rocked me, pampered me, fed me and she’d even sing Korean lullabies to¬†me.¬†Life¬†was good.¬† As I grew, I always had someone taking care of me.¬† I never had to lift a finger or ask for anything.¬† My sister did everything for me and gave me all I needed¬†– I didn’t even have to ask.

At age seven, I remember wanting a baby sister of my own.  Fortunately, God had a little girl in mind that would make the perfect little sister.  Mom and Dad thought so, too, and my younger sister, at almost two years old, evened out the sibling playing field.  Watch out, big brothers!

My little sister, or I should say “younger” because she is taller than me, was such a joy that my parents decided to make that her middle name.¬† She was full of life, bubbly and full of spunk.¬† We never knew what this little girl would do or say.¬† She kept everyone hopping and she kept everyone laughing.¬† She’s still that way today.

I don’t know what I would do without my two sisters.¬† I can’t even¬†imagine what life would be like if God had not decided to bring these two remarkable people into my family.¬† I’m sure of one thing, though.¬† Without my sisters, I would have a lot less SMILES!


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A Year of Smiles – Day 126


As a child, I loved Saturday morning cartoons.  There was nothing like eating a bowl of cereal in your PJs while watching your favorite cartoons.  Do you remember those days?

Some of my favorite cartoons were Tom and Jerry, Looney Toons, The Flintstones, Scooby Doo, Pink Panther and Sons, Alvin and the Chipmunks and Duck Tales.  In my opinion, the cartoons of today have nothing on the shows I loved as a child. But I’m sure my kids will say the same of their favorite cartoons when they are my age.

I sure do miss those lazy Saturday mornings!  And I sure do miss that little girl who would tip-toe into the living room trying not to wake her mom and dad and hoping she’d beaten her brothers and sisters to the TV set.  

Oh, to go back just for a moment – back to the days when SMILING and laughter was innocent, carefree and as easy as singing, “Scooby-dooby-doo, where are you?”

I could use more of those days! Couldn’t you?

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A Year of Smiles – Day 123

Reason to SMILE #123: BOARD GAMESfirst-place-emoticon

I come from a family of eight – six children and two parents. ¬†All of us kids are grown, married and have kids of our own. ¬†(None of us have six kids, though. ¬†I can’t imagine why? ūüėČ ) ¬†We’re now a family of 24, including spouses and grandchildren.

I’m sure you can imagine that gathering together on holidays is quite an ordeal. ¬†We’re all spread across the country. ¬†And even if we could all make travel arrangements, who has a house big enough? ¬†When we all are able to get together, though, being a little cramped doesn’t bother us. ¬†Seriously, my siblings and I are used to it. ¬†My parents used to squeeze us all into a little, bitty Ford Fiesta – I’m talkin’ the original 1970s model. ¬†(Long before the mandatory use of seat belts!)

Though logistics have often kept us apart, holidays and family gatherings when we all can attend are a blast! ¬†There’s always a lot of catching up to do, lots of reminiscing, lots of good ol’ ribbing and lots of food. ¬†No matter the event, though, we almost always end up playing¬†some sort of board game. ¬†I love it!

Now, normally board games are a fun and relaxing way to spend time with family or friends. ¬†There’s nothing relaxing about playing games with my family! ¬†We are some of the most competitive people I know. ¬†None of us like to lose – none of us. ¬†Picking teams is always a problem, too. ¬†Certain of us cannot be teamed together because it would be “unfair” to everyone else. ¬†Waah! Waah! ¬†Why do you think my oldest brother and I want to be on a team together??

Regardless of the final team picks or even the choice of game, family gatherings always bring me¬†SMILES! ¬†After all, it’s not what we’re playing or who ends up winning, it’s the fact that we’re all together that matters.

Strike that. ¬†Walking away from a family game with a win – that’s a SMILE you can hold over your siblings’ heads for years! ¬†ūüėČ


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A Year of Smiles – Day 119


I fondly remember trips to my grandparents’ house as a child.  My Nana was a little lady that stood only 5 feet tall, if that, but she was not a woman to be trifled with. She’d give you a piece of her mind without hesitation and had no qualms about wearing out a switch on your rear end if it was needed. She was large and in charge and she loved her family.  We all knew it.

I only remember my Granddaddy after he had suffered a stroke. He used a cane or walker to get around and spent most of his time in his recliner watching game shows. He never called me by the correct name. He called me “Carolyn.” It was close and I never corrected him. I just hugged him and told him that I loved him.

What I remember with great clarity about my Grandaddy, though, is his love of Dagwood sandwiches. On Saturday evenings, my Nana set out a spread of all kinds of sandwich fixin’s – bread, different meats and cheeses, several types of pickles, tomatoes, lettuce, PB&J, and whatever else was in her fridge.  Everyone around the table had plenty of choices and no reason to get up from the table hungry.

Now, I always loved to watch my Granddaddy make his sandwich. He’d start with bread, spread on some peanut butter, add a slice of bologna, maybe some corned beef, a leaf or two of lettuce, a few pickles and he’d ultimately end up with a little bit of everything on the table in his sandwich. It was actually pretty gross but I was so mesmerized by his sandwich making that I couldn’t look away!

My Granddaddy and Nana are no longer with us. They’re sitting at the feet of Jesus waiting for the time when the rest of us can join them. While they’re waiting, I know my Nana is playing the piano and singing praises as she did when she was alive. She’s also most likely telling the rest of the heavenly choir how to do things right! 

And my Granddaddy?  Well, he’s healed and whole, able to walk without assistance and able to call the names of each of his children and grandchildren.  And I’m positive when all of heaven sits down at the dinner table, even God SMILES as my Granddaddy makes his beloved Dagwood sandwiches!

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