I showed it to you in January. Loved the look, the thought, the feel of the thing. Turns out, I’m not the only one who liked this kind of thing. (Big surprise. Snort)
Turns out, they’re subway signs. I had no idea, until #4 texted me about them this morning. (I had to look it up to be sure what she was talking about.)
From what I read, the original ones were used in subways and have the names of stops.
Then someone started manufacturing them and we can all afford them. And they decided to have something besides the names of stops on them.
Some are prayers, others scriptures.
The picture above some of that art, which is for sale in Celebrations. (A wonderful gift/flower/clothes shop in our Small Town World.)
#4 mentioned one she’d seen on a blog she really liked. It said–
Money can’t buy happiness
but it can buy marshmallows
which is kinda the same thing.
I don’t know if you read comments or not, but Sister Debbie offered to help me make one of these. I’m thinking I’ll have to take her up on it.
What to say? How about–
Don’t hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
(From the poem, Everything I Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten.)
Or one for the bathroom?
Put down the seat when you’re through.
Wash your hands.
Hang up the towel.
Or what I wanted back in January.
I believe in pink. And even better, I believe in RED! I definitely believe in red.
I believe that God, the Father of lights, is the giver of all good and perfects gifts.
I believe that laughter is the best calorie burner, and that joy in those around is us what brings on that laughter.
I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. And happy kids are the prettiest kids. And that happy guys are the best looking guys.
I believe that all babies are beautiful.
I believe TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY.
I believe that reading is the best way to spend a long, lazy day. Or knitting. Or watching movies with my man.
I believe in hugging. I believe in hugging a lot.
I believe in being strong when everything around you is going wrong, because in truth, there’s no other choice. You must either step up or check out.
I believe in miracles–and I have just the sister to prove it.
I believe in Christ as my Savior. My Father. My brother. My Friend.
Of course, it might take an entire wall to post all that. LOL! (There’s nobody as long-winded as a woman who writes novels.)
What do you want yours to say?