Monday, September 1, 2008

Meaningful Monday

My Special Place

There is a special place in life,
That needs my humble skill,
A certain job I'm meant to do,
That no one else can fulfill.

The time will be demanding,
The pay is not too good,
And I wouldn't change it
For a moment, even if I could.

There is a special place in life,
A goal I must attain,
A dream that I must follow,
Because I won't be back again.

There is a mark that I must leave,
However small it seems to be,
A legacy of love for those,
Who follow after me.

There is a special place in life,
That only I may share,
A little path that bears my name,
Awaiting me somewhere.

There is a hand that I must hold,
A word that I must say,
A smile that I must give,
for there are tears to blow away.

There is a special place in life,
That I was meant to fill,
A sunny spot where flowers grow,
Upon a windy hill.

There's always a tomorrow,
And the best is yet to be,
For somewhere in this world,
I know there is a place for me.

~Author Unknown

So there you have it friends, yet one more of those beautiful examples penned by our friend 'Author Unknown' that circulates the inboxes. I did a google search this morning trying to find this poem some place out there with an actual name, but came up empty handed.

When I first read this poem it felt as if it was written with me in mind, because it speaks so clearly of the way I have felt most of my life. Here I am 59 years old and I still feel as if there is something more that I need to do. My belief has always been that we are all put on this earth with a purpose to fulfill. It is just a matter of sitting quietly for a while and listening to the world around you. When it is your turn to contribute, you will just know. I have also long believed that when we have fulfilled our worldly purpose then we are permitted to move on to a higher plain. I have a feeling that the beauty that we are given a taste of in this world can not compare to what lays in store. So take some time, sit, listen and be generous with the gifts you have been given to share with others.

Please hold those that are in the path of Gustav in your prayers. We have family and friends in the Lake Charles, Louisiana area and are anxiously watching the news reports his morning. May your week be filled with blessings.


Lib said...

Hi Jo,
Beautiful poem!
I think like you do we're here for a purpose!
Hope everyone is safe !
Have a great day!

Nanna said...

I Thank God everyday, I get to do what I do... Loved the poem, resonated something deep in me. Thank God there's you, Jo, for shinning your light. Prayers for the people and our dear country affected by Hurricane Gustave. Know about Huricanes here. Some call them Typhoons.
Blessings, Nanna
P.S. Lovely newblog design and Oh... the music.Sometimes I go to your site just to listen. ! LOL !

farmlady said...

I left a message and couldn't get it to post, yesterday. Anyway I'll try again.

I love the new look for your blog. It's beautiful.Did you do it yourself? I wouldn't know where to begin.

This poem is so lovely. I really thought that you had written it. It's so you Jo.

Let's hope that Gustav will slowly die as it hits the coast. The south has had just about all it can take.

If both posts went through, just pick one. I probably did something wrong. GOOD GRIEF.

Jess said...

I really enjoyed this...Hope you have had a good weekend and have a blessed week ahead.

Linds said...

Those words could be written for me too. Sometimes I am just bewildered about what it is I am supposed to do and spend far too much time looking when maybe what I am meant to be doing is what I do. Well, I know what I mean. Thanks, Jo.

Prixie said...

in the gran scheme of things, i too believe everyone has a place special, a purpose only they and they alone are meant for.

Mary said...


Like you, I believe that we all have a purpose in life and when our job is done, we are allowed to move on. I also believe that we have lessons to learn in this life that allows us to grow in order to accomplish the goals that are expected of us. Some of the paths we walk are not easy ones, but walk them we must. However, God is always there to guide us if we just let Him.

Love the poem.

Blessings for a great week.

BittersweetPunkin said...

Good Morning Jo...I know exactly what you mean. Sometimes I wonder if I am living up to my full potential but then I realize the Lord has put me here to help my Family for now... coming from a broken home as a child it means a lot to I know I'm doing what I need to do.