I was thinking tonight of all the things, travel, opportunities and people God has blessed me with every day of my life. There are more than I can name or even remember. I am so very grateful. It shows me unquestionably how unfathomably good God is. There are so many blessings. Every one of them was precious and purposed into my life, even the pain. I do not wish for a different past, a different upbringing, more of anything. I am so very thankful. And it hit me that God is perfect and good and loves me so much. He orchestrated my life like a poet in love, masterfully and exquisitely. He designed my days and provided restful sleep for my nights. He painted incredible scenes when He knew I needed them and allowed just the right encouragement at critical times. How precious is our Savior! How amazing is our God!!!😄❤
Since my husband’s surgery and for a week’s duration, I am his transportation. As such, we went to his dentist appointment today and I had an unintended vacation. Something simple became longer and I, in the luxury of a doctor’s waiting room, with free Columbian coffee in hand and a very good book, bathed in luxurious calm of an unintended vacation, with I must say greater calm than any family (the only kind I achieve) vacation since my children have been born, 14 years hence. So, thank you, Lord, for the vacation to enjoy two of my favorite things- coffee and reading- in a safe, quiet place for a couple precious hours. Perfection. God be praised!!😄❤
So, we are all still so grateful that God answered prayer and flicked Hurricane Dorian out to sea instead of bringing it to us as they originally thought and told us. And my gratefulness to God (and our two days off due to said storm prediction God changed) cased me to want to fix up tell hallway to the bathroom kids’ rooms. This hadn’t been loved on since we moved in and I initially painted it. So, I removed the n popcorn from the ceiling and painted it white, painted the trim (door frames and baseboards) white, and am building an art project with my daughter to hang up that will brighten the space and clean it up. And now it is a bright, clean, cheerful hallway rather than a junky, creepy one. And all this was from renewed energy stemming from my gratefulness to God for not giving us another hurricane.
And I realized that gratefulness promotes good stewardship of what God blessed us with. When we are grateful for what God has given us we want to take care of those treasures and blessings. It is a beautiful thing.❤
Now, since my Daddy died two years ago, I have not.been able to help but cry if someone is crying- real life or on tv/movies. It is just a new thing now where I can empathize with people’s heartache. That is honestly new to me since these last two years. I felt the deepest pain of my life and I now feel other people’s pain. Even if I had felt it before I never cried. I can probably count on one hand how many times I cried growing up. Just not a crier before. So it is a new thing when I see other’s heartache.
Now, for me, I do not cry, not since I came out of the sobbing wet depression a year ago. After Daddy died, I cried for a year straight about and was depressed and really selfish. I know I had a family to look after and did so mechanically but wounded my children in the process and am still rebuilding that. But selfishly, I was stuck for a year in rich grief. Grief n is normal but letting it take over my life was selfish of me, in my case.
Since I snapped out of the depression with God’s help, I have worked hard on rebuilding (God’s specialty) and have only cried since then when I have seen someone cry, but not for me, just for them and their sake and pain, to help. I get it. I understand their pain. I lived it.
I believe sometimes for other people, you can help them more.by crying with them than any amount of advice or well wishes. But as far as we go, we focus on the wrong thing personally when crying. God comforts those who mourn but also rewards those who obey. Now hear me in love… Awfully hard to serve God and others when constantly thinking of what we lost. We do better at our eternal work when we are grateful for what we have left. Re-read that and you will be glad you did. Prayer and pleasing God in obedience is the option. 😄❤
God yet again answered my prayers and thank you to those who prayed with me. All went well and with joy and peace with babysitting our grandbaby. I had asked for prayer because we had seen him only twice in his life and never for long, so we knew it would be quite a shock to him and adjustment for us. He is a very busy little man but we had happy moments and even an ever so brief nap. All is well and God remains constantly and perfectly good!❤❤❤
My son grew an inch overnight. Seriously. And don’t get me started on his shoe size. I should have invested in Nike- shoes, cleats, ugh!
I realize my son is becoming a man. He sounds like a frog when he talks. I will only hear the voice I knew as my son’s from recordings I had taken. He pays attention to his appearance. He has girls interested in him. He is growing up.
But I am not sad that I am losing my little boy who I wanted my whole life since high school graduation. I am hopeful that I have a young man who will be and is a good man, a good friend, a good husband, a good father, a good American and most of all a good Christian. This was always my goal, not to keep him forever but to give him to God to become a man God loves and blesses. And after many conversations with my son, we are definitely headed the right direction. I am so thankful!!❤