"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sis. Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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7 comments:
I LOVE this. Thanks for sharing.
Awesomeness!
I love her! I love you too! Great quote!
I keep wanting to be completely coifed and manicured, but I guess I am off the hook!
Great reminder, thanks Karen. Keep the pearls coming. Love, Mom
Yes!
What a great reminder! Thanks for posting!
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