Sadness and happiness live pretty closely, side by side. Life can change in an instant. Joy can turn to sorrow. And vice versa. It happens every day to people. Life is not promised and we may not see tomorrow here on earth. I have been thinking a lot about death lately only because I know so many people who have died in the last few months. When you get to be my age, you start to lose friends and family at a regular rate, it seems. My church family has been hit pretty hard lately. Today I just found out a friend’s husband has died. I grieve for her although she had a pretty hard life with him at times. She is a very strong woman, though, and will come out on the other side of this stronger than ever.
The weather has not helped my emotions. We are stuck in cloudy, gloomy weather right now. Generally, the weather doesn’t bother me. In fact, I look at bad weather as a good time to hunker down with a good book or go out into my shop and make something bright and pretty. I have done both of those lately, but I still have felt a little melancholy. I know this, too, shall pass, for I really am, for the most part, an optimistic, happy person who looks at life as one big adventure to be lived looking at everything as a miracle. Because it really is. You reading this are a miracle. Is my life perfect? Heck, no. Am I sad sometimes. Of course. But I do feel I was placed here for a purpose. You were placed here on this earth for a purpose. Some of us find our purpose late in life while some children already know theirs. I read a blog the other day about a family who had a little baby who was not well and died very shortly afterward and yet, that baby served a purpose. Thousands of people who read the blog were touched. People who had lost babies themselves were touched. It made me think. How am I touching people’s lives? I get up every day and ask God, “Let me be a blessing to someone today.” I don’t know if I accomplish it most days, but I try when I can. I hope in some small way I am a blessing to those who read this blog.
I find my relationship with Jesus Christ has helped me immensely in this walk on earth. I met Him at a young age in my small church one night at a revival. He’s been by my side since then. He was always at my side, I had just not acknowledged Him before. He’s by your side right now. I have been reading some of my diaries from when I was a young girl and I see how my walk with Jesus has affected my life in so many ways. I have found comfort in Him when times have been tough. Joy when times have been happy. I married a Christian man and that has made my life easier. Do not be unevenly yoked, the Bible tells us. In other words, don’t marry someone who does not believe as you do or does not like how you believe. I think that is true. At least it’s worked for David and me.
I didn’t mean to get all philosophical here or push my faith on anyone, it’s just who I am. It’s what I have been thinking the last few days. I have been blessed beyond measure. If I were to die tomorrow, I have lived a blest life. I was blest to be brought up in a Christian home, although my daddy did not become a Christian until later in life. I saw a transformation in him like nothing I had seen before when he accepted Christ as his savior. I can vouch for the fact that Christ does change people. My daddy stopped cursing and smoking cigarettes from that moment on and I never heard him say a curse word or see him smoke a cigarette ever again. And Mother never had to beg him to go to church. He went gladly.
I was going to post a whole lot of pictures on here of things I have purchased at a new antique store we found, of my chicken quilt I wrote about in my last post, of the strange people populating my shop right now, but since this has become a “things on my mind” kind of blog, I will save them for another day.
I hope and pray you are having a wonderful day, that the sun is shining on you and that peace reigns wherever you live. Bye.