Everyday
There is a miracle everyday
In some big or little way.
Every day full of sun or rain,
Full of health or pain,
And things that might annoy
God is there to show you joy.
No matter all the thunder
There is always God's wonder.
We have to look around us
To see through all the fuss,
And find the miracle of the day,
The glory of God's way.
It takes a good eye to see
The miracle of you and me,
The true treasure we are,
Each one a beautiful star.
There is a miracle everyday
In some big or little way.
24 Jan 2009 Suzanne Halliday
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About Me
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- Mayer, Arizona
- My name is Suzanne Osborne Halliday. I am a mother of five sons: Michael, Edward, Stephen, Bruce and Daniel. I have a beloved step daughter: Lisa. I am the grandmother of seven grandsons: Anthony, Joshua, Aaron, Tyler, Mattie, Sydney, Zachary, and three grand daughters: Bella, Gali and Alycia. I was born in Wichita, Kansas in 1942 to Harvey Osborne and Joyce White. When I was nine years old my parents moved to Peridot, Arizona, a village on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation where my father had bought a trading post. It was not long after this that I was first introduced to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. A family down the road invited me to attend Primary. It was held in the back of the Weech's Trading Post in San Carlos. This was where I learned that I because of Jesus Christ I could return to live with my Heavenly Father again one day. Three years later my heart was touched by a Joseph Smith pamphlet I found in my brother Stevie's lunch pail. I joined the church 13 May 1961 when I was 19 years old. This decision has greatly changed my life.
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