Let it rain, let it Rain…Dancing, splashing in the Rain…why Complain. Embrace the Rain.
Love the rain, we need the rain.
Sunshine after the Rain.
Thank God for the Promise.
Inspired Rain ☔️
I reside on the East Coast of the United States with my two Beautiful Daughters.
We have overcome much adversity, God has seen us through.
Having to raise these now wonderful Young Ladies as a Single Mom was not my plan.
Designing and Writing Cards began at age Five.
Since my Mother was a Teacher it a tool to teach me to read and write was Card Making, Journaling as well as creating Poems.
I naturally had a passion for making up Silly Songs and imaginative stories.
As a Teacher Assistant Trainee at twelve years old in a Mentoring Program for The Texas Day Association.
My passion for making up Silly Songs and Jingles became Transitional Songs used to help children remember in a joyful way.
My Studies include Education, coupled with Business, Religion, along with several other certifications.
Yonnie💜
InHisCare🙏
18 replies on “Why Complain”
Many things we cannot change, their out of our own control – in this way we can accept and flow with the water, fly with the rain-drop 🙂
Thanks for sharing, my dear Yonnie 🙂
Have a great time
Didi
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Didi, you have read beautifully. Thank you for vivid and insightful comment. When we accept the things we cannot change, which are out of our control,
then we are able to fly, flowing freely.😊🤗
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…and once we discover that nothing is in our control, but everything in the hands of God then we can flow in His will without having our ego interfered in it…
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Didi
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Yes, indeed, thanks for sharing, Didi. 😊🤗
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I almost wish it was raining today. What is it about autumn rain? Great theme we shared today, Yonnie.
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Indeed, rain is a wonderful. Your words spoke , overflowing rain, sparking memories of yesterday. God is awesome.
It rained last night here i into the early morning. Coming home grime from church services there was no rain or evidence seen. However, turning on to one of the main streets which leads to my house. He winding road was clear and dry, but half up the road. You could see evidence of a hard rain. The natural senses were heightened, as the smell filled our nostrils. There was a slight drizzle, as we approached the light. To the left of the light,streets were clear, but to the right all the way down, into the neighborhood. It was so wonderful to behold. A glorious rain. 😇🙏💜
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Let it rain let it rain… we’ll said!
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Thanks Sadje.
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You’re welcome Yonnie.
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The words got to me well
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Humbled.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks, Chuck! Appreciate he Reblog.
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Always my pleasure, My Dear!!
xoxo
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