Debra Basham

Living and Loving

Category: Sacred Stories

Contains sacred stories

  • Tree Frogs!

    Sacred Stories

    Shortly before her husband passed, he ordered a frog bird feeder. She had no way of knowing the significance of that.

    After he passed, their yard became a play ground for tree frogs.

    They came, they stayed, they sang, and they dropped down onto picnic plates.

    She now wears several “frog” charms on her necklace as a reminder.

    Those who love us never leave us and nature has a way of helping us remember that. Often in surprising ways!

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Ashes!

    Sacred Stories

    Her kids were coming to stay for a while. She had been keeping her husband’s ashes in the guest bedroom, but thought it best that she not leave them out.

    After the visit, she looked for the ashes, but could not find them where she thought she had put them.

    She was so sure she had slipped the container into the hanging garment bag.

    Weeks of searching…. to no avail.

    Finally, she knelt down by the bed, crying, and said to her husband’s spirit, “Alright! This game of hide-and-seek has gone on long enough. Give your ashes back to me, please.”

    She went to the closet, and there at the bottom of the garment bag was the container with his ashes in it.

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Aunt Millie

    Sacred Stories

    He was at an open house, waiting out in the driveway for the arrival of an elder friend. As the friend arrived, and he helped her park safely, a man walked up.

    The man was asking for directions to the Dial-a-Ride. Having walked a good long way already after making a wrong turn, because it was a very hot day, he offered to give the man a ride.

    As they were driving, small talk led to discovery that the man’s home town was the town where he had been born. “I still have some family that lives there.”

    “What is the last name?” asked the grateful passenger.

    “That is the last name was a very good friend of my mom’s. Her first name was Mildred. She died recently.”

    “Yes, that was my Aunt Millie….”

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Coke!

    Sacred Stories

    They were on their way to an out-of-town major league baseball game. Their infant daughter was going to spend the night with a friend.

    For the first time maybe in her life, the previous day she was thinking that a Coke™ sounded good. (She had never liked pop!)

    She was feeling very sad about leaving her daughter, and went into the grocery store for drinks for the road.

    When she reached into the cooler her daughter’s name on the Coke™ bottle….

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • From Grief to Serenity

    Sacred Stories

    On Thursday, she had to put down her beloved dog.

    Half-heartedly, on Friday she went to a conference previously committed to that she had missed the first day of.

    The first panel she attended was titled, “From Grief to Serenity”!

    On Joy and Sorrow
    Kahlil Gibran
    Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
    And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
    And how else can it be?
    The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • XM Radio

    Sacred Stories

    She had had a song in her head but all she had was the melody so she could not Google any of the lyrics.

    While she was changing stations on XM radio, the song came on!

    “Only the Young” by Journey….

    Chorus
    Only the young can say
    They’re free to fly away
    Sharing the same desires
    Burnin’ like wildfire

    They’re seein’ through the promises
    And all the lies they dare to tell
    Is it heaven or hell?
    They know very well

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Fireworks!

    Sacred Stories

    They were at the 4th of July Fireworks, and she was sharing with a friend what was happening with her dad’s passing just a year ago.

    Suddenly, the display was first a heart, and then a smiley face.

    “Those were just for us!” she breathed.

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Tri-fold Photo Frame

    Sacred Stories

    They were dealing with the loss of their infant daughter differently. He was living with his other two children. She was living with all three.

    He purchased a bi-fold picture frame and put a picture of the two children in it.

    Her first thought was, “Where’s our other daughter?” but she didn’t say that.

    A couple of weeks later, she asked him if he would mind if she got a tri-fold frame to replace the one he had purchased. He said, “Sure, I’ll find something else to put in that. What do you want to put in it?”

    She told him, “I want to add a picture of Ella,” and as she said Ella’s name, the box fan next to them turned on by itself.

    He said, “I didn’t touch that. I did NOT touch that.”

    She responded, “Ella wants her picture in there too.”

    He answered,”Obviously!”

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Crossroads

    Sacred Stories

    When she got into her car “Crossroads” was playing on the radio. It was one of her son’s favorite songs.

    See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
    So you won’t be lonely
    See you at the crossroads, crossroads, crossroads
    So you won’t be lonely
    See you at the crossroads, crossroads
    So you won’t be lonely
    See you at the crossroads, crossroads

    It was the day before what would have been his 39th birthday….

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.

  • Three Little Birds

    Sacred Stories

    After her daughter lived three-and-one-half days, she founded a soap making business to honor her daughter. It was the first “market” where Ella’s Soapbox was set up.

    Bob Marley’s “Three Little Birds” began to play.

    This was a very special song, and the message was clear:

    Saying’, (this is my message to you)
    Singing’ don’t worry ’bout a thing
    ‘Cause every little thing gonna be alright
    Three Little Birds lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

    Tears of gratitude and recognition. Ella was there with her!

    These are sacred stories. Pay attention to happenings in your life. Do you have a story to share? Send email to debra@scs-matters.com.