When i first started blogging, i thought i had something to say. Then i realized i am just another whiner with a computer. I complain about work and people and my neighbors and think what kind of Christian am i? Do everything without arguing or complaining, well i failed that one. Maybe i am just getting old. I tend to take things out of context and screw up more than i can count with my fingers and toes. I am good at sabotaging relationships , and can run in my mind in a thousand directions. which way is up and aren’t relationships a two sided street. Yet me in my introversion can miss a good thing right in front of me. When I ask God for a sign, i pretty much need a couple of angels, a dream and a vision from God and four other forms of confirmation, and i still might have some doubt. Maybe i am just, gosh do i dare say it. Normal. I thought by writing a blog i was really stepping into what i thought God wanted me to do, I had fantasy s of saving the world, spreading the gospel and making a difference and i think i only spread-ed peanut butter on my English muffin.
What a weird day for the beginning of the week. i find it interesting how people like to drag you into their problems and make your problem also. I am here to help, but you must also help yourself. I need to take care of my own needs once and a while. Lord help me. At times i wonder and ask God, are we still okay? because i think i am the one who moved. I think about you often and pray once in a while, but i don’t have an excuse, i was off doing my thing and forgot. I can see the importance of being rooted and grounded but i am pulling up lame. you know i am still a little mad about the accident and the broken foot, i am still not handling that well. i think i am working through it though. Things are getting a little better at work. if you must know. I don’t feel like i need therapy as much as i used to, or maybe it was others who need therapy and i am sane, i just don’t remember.
Everyday is a new day full of adventure. you never know what is lurking behind every corner, who is plotting and who is scheming, who is for you and has your best interest in mind. We just are thankful to get up every day. life it is short, one day you are eligible for the senior discount and aarp is flooding your mailbox. You go to bed early and thankful to make it through the day. There is plenty to smile about and you feel better on days the sun is out. Aches and pains follow me every day, but it is a good sign that i am alive. We are just tired of red squirrels digging in our flower pots and dream of one day letting him know who the boss is with our Daisy Red Ryder. You know you’ll shoot your eye out with one of those things. If that is the worst battle that i have, life is pretty good. I think i create more battles in my mind that i actually engage in. Jesus came to give life and give it abundantly and that looks different to everyone. Actually for me that’s now, just being happy is life. Being happy and making others happy, isn’t that what life should be about. Putting on smiles. Being joyful, giggling and belly laughs, is laughter really the best medicine.
If you just make one person smile, i think you are winning, you are fighting the forces of evil. A smile creates a positive atmosphere,can change an attitude. anyone can be negative and degrading and a party pooper. have you ever seen a party pooper and what was the story behind that saying. You can change a whole room with just a smile. God is still in heaven and we have Jesus and two thirds of the angels. we are winning, and to be honest with you it is really not a fair fight. I have read the ending of the bible, i know who wins, actually i think Jesus won it all at the cross. Yet lines are being drawn and sides chosen in the country. left is attacking the right and we all have opinions on how things should be and what kind of world are we leaving for our kids. yet we can’t even get a long with our neighbors. As for me, I am just trusting God and I think He knows what He is doing. He has been at this a lot longer than i have been around. I am His. I forget this at times, but i am always reminded. God is so good, what can compare to Him. Things of this world may pass away, but when the dust clears, there will be the Father, sitting on His throne and grinning. Welcoming you home with open arms, and a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Bring out the fatted calf, my son has come home and we are going to feast.