2010 May 02 | The Joyful Springer

Use Your Gifts

Posted May 2, 2010 By Ande and has 1 comment.

Some are so beautiful that when they dress up in bows and finery, no one can resist them. Others don’t have that come-hither beauty, but they still have gifts. Everyone has gifts. And the world needs everyone’s gifts.

Joyful Springers use their gifts to create wonder in the world.

Your gift may or may not be physical beauty, but whatever gift you have (and you do have gifts), when you offer it to the world, the result is beautiful.

… another wise tidbit from a joyful English Springer Spaniel.

[Freckles is back. Freckles, master of the innocent expression, is the one and a half year old happy girl from Scotland, who belongs to Lorna Miller. Thanks, Freckles for guest starring again on The Joyful Springer.]

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Settle In

By Ande and has no comments yet.

You know the secret to having a long, wonderful life? Relax into it.

Joyful Springers settle in for the long haul. They let the worries go and rest in sweet dreams.

Lay your head on a pillow of contentment and allow joy to nurture you through a long and happy life.

… another wise tidbit from a joyful English Springer Spaniel.

[Muggins was on the verge of her 17th birthday when I took this photo. She wasn't getting around the way she did in her youth, but she still found joy in napping in her many comfy beds or on our bed or any other darn place she wanted to be, going on her daily strolls, and eating her favorite treats. Muggins was in it for the long haul, and we treasured every minute of it. She passed away 17 days after her 17th birthday.]