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Friendships are gifts we give ourselves

Friendships are gifts we give ourselves.
I have many long-term friends who have been in our lives for years.
They know us, but sometimes we have many months where we don’t talk or share.
It is ok, we still care deeply, and life gets busy.
As we age, we see the hardship of an older body. We watch others navigate crisis moments.
They show us how to be strong and flexible.
Of course, we also pray fervently for them, to recover.
Life is full of moments that catch us off guard.
A heart issue, an accident, a diagnosis we didn’t want to hear about.
Then we also have the good parts of friendship where we can lift each other up.
I value friendships and because my belief is if you are in my life, I want to make it good.
Life is too short for wasted moments.
The other day I was home, and a call came in from a longtime friend who I went to high school with many years ago.
They were in our area and wanted to come visit. It was a pleasant surprise, and I valued their idea to come visit.
What a great afternoon. My husband was not home but we visited anyway.
I was in her wedding, and we actually went to junior high together then moved to the high school.
She is the social butterfly of our ‘circle’. I am not. She convinced me to go to our 25th high school reunion.
I want to say it was boring and NOT my cup of tea. I knew no one and I wanted to go home and get in my bed.
I am by nature a loner. I like solitude and quiet.
I value this friend and even though we are not alike we are alike spiritually, and we do care for each other.
When I think of Jesus and the circle of friends who he spent time with, he showed us the example of sharing with others.
I think the gift we give to each other is treasured, and sacred.
Friendships are gifts we give ourselves.

Spring is coming very soon

Spring is coming very soon, and I wait for warmer days.
I don’t mind cool ones but to walk outside in the warmth of the sun it does something to your spirit.
Soon we can plant our garden and prepare the yard for flowers and beauty.
It is a wonderful time to be alive.
I heard recently that a musician that we are all familiar with passed away.
Goodness that is such a shock and it’s sad.
Life is precious and even though sometimes we can feel discouraged, I remember this is THE day the LORD made.
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.
Alot of my friends are scattered in different places but I still can pray and send encouraging notes to them.
That is what friendship is all about.
I care for you, and you care for me. We pray for each other, and we wish the best for each of our lives and families.
I went back to my oncologist a week or so ago and all is well as far as my cancer recovery.
That is a praise.
It is a journey that is stretching and sometimes difficult.
I seemed to move past it pretty fast and recovered well.
That gives me great joy and a lot to be thankful for.
Soon we will be great grandparents. HOW exciting is that?
Oh I so remember those newborn cuddles and squeals.
Such a blessing to be a part of and to be able to leave a legacy for this ‘new’ little one.
I honestly cannot wait.
Spring is a sign of new life. Summer is a sign of warmth and vacations and new babies.
So much to be thankful for.
I ask you how has your life been? Finding things to be thankful for and then saying, “thank you”.
It is a challenge for all of us no matter what we are going through.
Spring is coming very soon, and I wait for warmer days.

A new month and a new word

A new month and a new word.
I took a one-year word test as I often do to see what my word of the year may be.
I answered all the questions and the final word that came out was CELEBRATE.
That will be a great word for this year as we will be having and experiencing our first great grandbaby.
How exciting and definitely something to celebrate.
July is the month, and we already know it’s a girl, her name is after his mom, Janly Dawn.
So shopping is fun. Planning is too, showers to plan and presents to purchase.
My daughter will be a grandma and that is something to celebrate.
We had some ‘crisis’ moments that we were able to get out of lately and that is something to be happy about.
My husband fell on the ice and ended up in a paramedic truck to the hospital.
I even road in the passenger side with them, after they ‘pushed’ me in as it was very high.
He is ok just a bit rattled for an old guy.
He turned 70 in January. That was something to celebrate.
I made a few trips to the Immediate care for asthma and also pneumonia.
After the month of February, I think I am on the mend for March.
Speaking of March, we have four birthdays in the family it’s a busy month.
Celebrate again.
I am thinking this is a good word to focus on for a while.
The Lord is protecting us and our ‘little baby’ who is coming.
All is ok at our house in spite of some pretty rough moments.
Getting old is not for the faint of heart for sure.
We age, mature, walk the walk and learn the message of what we are supposed to be doing.
Spring will be here soon, and I am very ready to get out in our trailer and head to the beach.
A new month and a new word, to begin soon.

The waiting is always hard

My husband is taking a heart stress test. The waiting is always hard.
The waiting room is filled with others waiting, for their names to be called or their loved ones who they brought.
I see a daughter with her elderly parents, he was in a wheelchair, the mom was using a walker. I thought of how it was many years ago when they were taking care of her.
I look around and observe the eyes of others, focused on the cell phones to pass the time as they wait.
The waiting is always hard.
If I had kept track of the many hours waiting for one thing or the other, it would be another part of my lifetime.
I look out the window and rain has slowed down. It is cold but not so bone cold like the last few weeks.
I sit here with my mask on, for protection from the unknown airborne germs.
It doesn’t bother me to wear a mask. I like being healthy.
When I worked in a pharmacy I came down with the mumps. Airborne germs one cannot see but they linger after a patient leaves the room.
It actually happened two times, the first time was the full force case of the mumps in my late 40’s then it returned a few weeks later.
I do my best to be careful now.
Hospitals are not my favorite places; I am not medical in any way.
When my husband had health issues it was up to me to help but believe me, I am not a nurse.
You do what needs to be done and pray for healing fast.
The pharmacy didn’t feel medical because we had a store like look with other supplies inside.
The people often were very interesting. Some very challenging some very enjoyable.
The seniors were always my favorite and the little kids.
My training as a stock clerk was by the seat of my pants, having no experience or retail background. I worked there over 8 years before I left.
Would I do it again? No, I am retired.
It was a life experience that I don’t need to repeat.
My husband will soon be out of his stress test, and we can head back to our home.
The waiting is always hard.

I just have to ask the questions

I just have to ask the questions
Part three
Luke 2:39b They returned home to Nazareth in Galilee 40 There the child grew up healthy and strong.
He was filled with wisdom, and God’s favor was on him.
2: 52 Jesus grew in wisdom and in stature and in favor with God and all the people. 
Did they go through some of the attitude’s parents get from young adult children.
Remember they lost him one time in the temple.
Luke 2:45 When they couldn’t find him, they went back to Jerusalem to search for him there. 
Three days later they finally discovered him in the Temple, sitting among the religious leaders, listening to them and asking them questions. And all who heard him were amazed at his understanding and answers. His parents didn’t know what to think.
“Son,” his mother said to him, “Why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been frantic, searching for you everywhere.” 
“But why did you need to search?” he asked. “Didn’t you know that I would be in my father’s house?”
But they didn’t understand what he meant. * key verse**
Then he returned to Nazareth with them and was obedient to them. 
And his mother stored all these things in her heart.
He had a lot of time to mature and grow.
There are many questions I have about all of this.
We often move from the manger to the ministry, and then to the cross.
But what about the middle years, when he grew and learned and trained under Joseph.
I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but the word tells us he was a baby, then a child, he had to have been a teen, then a young adult, then a young man and then he turned thirty when I believe his ministry began to take shape and form.
So many stages of a young man’s life. So many changes for a Savior.
Not only was Jesus the main character in this story.
But he was the story.
God loves us so much that HE wanted to give us a chance.
The only way that would work was to allow a Savior to come.
Remember the verse when Simeon told Mary,
Luke 2:35 “As a result, the deepest thoughts of many hearts will be revealed.
And a sword will pierce your very soul.” 
Referring to his time on the cross.
It was all for a reason. It was all for a purpose.
The deep love from the father to us given in the form of a baby.
As we move towards the closure of the Christmas story, I hope you realize, as I have said before, nothing is by accident, and nothing is without a plan.
I just have to ask the questions.