People I Love

There are people I will love forever.

There are people that I will never like

But these people I still love.

There are people I will never see again

But loving them is a constant companion.

There are people I love that do not know

Because they didn’t realize their impact

And how their words or deeds uplifted me.

There are people I love that don’t love Jesus

And reject Him as their Savior

And that breaks my heart for them

For my love wants them forever in heaven.

There are people I love I consider every day

And I just pray for them because that is all I can do

I will never see or speak to them again.

There are people who love me, but not many.

Although I love deeply, I don’t present it.

I keep it inside, not for fear or any bad thing

But to keep from being overwhelmed by it all.

There are many people that I love, some deeply.

And I continue to pray. I will always pray.❤

Hello, Goodbye

Ever get back into someone’s life and then jump right back out of it again? I did that recently. It was like I didn’t realize why the friendship had paused until I hit the play button again and then realized why pausing was better. I am sure I’m not the only one who has done that. But I have decided that it is okay to hit the pause button gently and with love if the reason for hitting it remains. We are called to serve, love and worship God. Most of the time, we do this by loving, serving and forgiving others. However, we are to be responsible stewards of the gifts given us and not cast them before those who scorn it or use it only for their uses and toss it out. So anyway, on a brighter note God blessed me with time with my sweet friend, which was beautiful!❤

Well Over a Year Apart

I still miss my Daddy. Don’t get me wrong, I am celebrating that he is whole and happy and in charge of the choir or farming in heaven or something he loves. I know he is happy and carefree now and full of life and basking in the rewards he accumulated doing great things on this earth. No doubt in my mind at all. But in this shell, I still miss him. I am depressed no more, God healed me of that, but I still get very quiet now and again. He always had my back. He was one of a very few. He loved me unconditionally. I was his little girl and still am. So, I have taken on his oxe-like strength and greater humbleness and asked God to retain these reminders of him and it has been granted. I also sing better now and I think that was also a gift passed down, a blessing. I remember his eyes dancing every time I walked in the room and his enormous smile. God is my Daddy now and I am content most days and only when I am weak is it not enough. That is dumb though, because God loves me perfectly. I guess that imperfect love that is real is ok to miss sometimes too, though. It is ok. I am ok with still missing him. But I know I will see him, probably sooner than later, the way the world is pushing things along. I am ready. Be ready too.❤