Tuesday, March 24, 2015
I can't say good morning, because somehow I let the day get a head start on me. Before I knew it, it was already past noon.I'm hoping that wherever you are there is music, either coming from your radio or a record player, or maybe like me, you're a whistler and a hummer.
My Johnny always threatened to change my name to humming bird, because I hum as I
do things. Always have, ever since I was a kid. I whistle too, though not as well as when I was a little girl, but doing it still makes me happy, still has the ability to lift my spirits.
I was thinking, earlier today, how sometimes we don't realize just how rich we really are. Money can't touch a heart like being loved can. And a fancy car can't hold a candle to knowing somebody passed up something important so they could be with you. Things like that stand out, don't you think?
I find that the older I get, the more I notice things that I overlooked when younger. When we're growing up, almost all of our thoughts are on ourselves. We're kids. We eat, sleep, play, cry when hurt, get hugged when we fall (hopefully). We want things: toys, CD's the latest, most expensive shoes, cars, clothes, money and anything else that suits our fancy.We're busy finding our own way, discovering things about ourselves, dreaming about our future, and wondering about adult things. We ran non-stop through life; never running out of energy. And most of us back then, got tired of being told what to do. We said "It's my life, my body, my future.
Time passed, and hopefully we're wiser now; have learned things that not only help us live better, but help us to be more patient, more kind, slower to anger and quicker to forgive. I have learned so much by listening and reading; by taking long walks alone; by star gazing on a really clear night, and by truly taking time to smell the roses.
Our world has become such a hectic, chaotic, fearful place. It's hard, sometimes to find that quiet place we need. But it pays to search until we find it, because it's in
the quietness of life; in listening to the birds sing, and the grass grow, that we find the peace we believed to be elusive.
I am doing reasonably well. Like all of you I have things I struggle with. But so far, by God's grace, I'm managing. I think about each of you every day, remember you in my daily prayers; always asking the Lord to bless you for your kindness to me; for the awesome love and support you've given me throughout the years.
My gosh...when I say years, I realize we've really been blogging that long, haven't we? Some of you, stay on top of it far better than I do now. I miss being able to blog as often as I once did, but have to be realistic about my health and limitations. Don't always like it. But it is what it is.
Mostly, I am extremely happy. Truly! I have a GOD who loves me, and who never breaks a promise. If I have him I am truly blessed. He wipes my tears, gives me strength, guides my words and actions, and somehow, enables me to not only keep my sense of humor, but to view the world as a small child would. I think being able to do that, is what enables me to be content.
Thank you, dear ones, for always being in my corner, for your good wishes, emails, support on my blogs, and especially for your prayers.
I wish you strength, good health, love, laughter and peace.
Love you much.