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"Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can change your life forever."
--Keri Russell

Isn't this so true? I have really believed in this in the last few months looking back in my past, including the recent past. Some of the smallest decisions that I made really made a huge difference in my personal development. A smile, a compliment (gets you free soy in your starbucks coffee), remembering someone's name out of the blue (I'm really bad about that, but when I do I seem to really score some points). Seriously, I think because of the little social skills I have picked up along the way of going from working with robots/computers to working with people/emotions (there's some still some robots in our house), I have begun to realize how much it means to me to understand someone else. It actually brings me peace.

The following prayer was the very very first song that I ever sang in church as a solo.

Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen

At the time, I thought it was nice arrangement of the song, so that is why I picked it. When I "grew up," I studied the words a little bit better and they meant a little more to me than just pretty notes.

Shortly afterward, 9-11 happened. I was actually in the middle of a huge e-battle with The Sis. It immediately ceased and I sent The Prayer to her. We haven't spoken about that argument since then. Honestly, I can't even remember what it was about. I don't think we've even had an argument since then (which is really odd). She is one of my best friends.

Then when I was pregnant with The Elder, I recorded the accompaniment on our piano so that I could sing it to him in utero (I can't walk and chew gum sing and play at the same time). His first few days on Earth was spent under a bili-light and it broke my heart to not be able to hold him and comfort him as he cried in fear. All I could do was sing. So I sang The Prayer and he immediately stopped crying and looked my way in those pitiful little eye goggles (the kind you had to strap on. The Younger had the tape on kind that isn't nearly as easy to rip off). I couldn't even get through the first few lines because of his reaction. I sang that to him every night in the rocker before I laid him down to sleep. I must have stopped some time around the time I found out I was preggo with The Younger, so he was right around 1yr old. Today, The Elder calls that his "special song." I never told him it was special. I sang it for the first time in a loooong time last Christmas to him and that is what he named it. My favorite is when he requests it.

"Mommy, gotta sing me my special song, please"

I'm looking forward to seeing how The Prayer threads through not only my life but perhaps The Elder's too. Based on his accomplishments in the last few days, I can see him being a peacemaker. Isn't that ironic?

But at the other end of the spectrum, those seemingly insignificant things that I totally brushed off have the same sort of powerful impact, but not in a favorable way. You know, kinda like not being consistent with your children? Boy that one always blows up in my face...

BTW, The Younger's special song is the Alphabet Song. That was the only thing that I could sing to him to keep him happy. I realized later that when I was pregnant with him, The Elder was at that age when I was trying to get him to sing his ABC's (because all his friends were doing it. It'll make you feel good). So I guess he picked up on that. Fortunately for me, it is the same tune as Baa Baa Black Sheep and Twinkle Twinkle. I could switch it up a bit.

"Although we plan to upgrade soon to a more powerful processor, we try to make as few changes as possible."

Ok, I thought I'd be cute and throw this one in there too. I just bought my domain name and will be moving to Wordpress ONE DAY. Not sure when. All of my other websites are powered by Wordpress. For now though, I'm just going to redirect it to Blogger until you all get used to the domain name and don't have to freak out at the change. So go ahead and change your link to Well, you might need to wait 24 hours, because I havn't gotten my confirmation email to activate it yet. They got my money though, so it's a done deal.

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6 Responses to "Success Sunday"

Trish (visit their site)

I forgot to come over and let you know I posted a Success Sunday this week too.

What a great thought for the week - I need to be more aware of the little things I do and say that make a difference.

Good look with the switchover; I have been thinking about taking the plunge, so keep us posted on what you learn!

Gwendolyn's Gifts (visit their site)

Great post...For some reason, it brought tears to my eyes. It reminded me of how my father would sing an Army cadence to me when I was younger. (Secretly, I still sing it to myself if I can't fall asleep...)

Casdok (visit their site)

Yes understanding can bring much peace.

Bonnie (visit their site)

Hi I tried to go to the website, but it said I couldn't. Are you still blogging?

Sustenance Scout (visit their site)

Late to the party but just had to say how much I want to cry whenever this prayer is sung at church. What a very special song for The Elder to cherish, and you know he always will. Hugs from Denver, K.

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