Thursday, February 18, 2010

Perfect Love!

Wow! I can hardly believe I just got home! It's after 11:00 pm. Talk about a busy day.

Today, I had a lot of computer work to do and e-mails to send. Some for work; some personal. Working from home has it's priviledges!

Actually, it really is nice working from home. As I've previously mentioned, I am able to do other things, while working. Today, was one of those days. It was a true cooking day for me. Phew! A lot of work, but worth it.

My neighbour/friend across the hall K, is recovering from having knee-replacement surgery; the same kind of surgery that I need to have done and have been putting off. All week, I've been doing what I can for her, to assist her and feed her.

In addition, an elderly church-sister, recently lost her daughter; she is grieving. While there isn't a lot I can do to help with her grieving, I can let her know I love her. She has other children, but since her daughter was her only child who lived in Windsor and used to care for her, I realized that she could probably use some lifting up. This is where all my cooking came into the picture, today. Need I say more?

Actually, I hate telling people about when I do things for others, for I know I am forfeiting my reward in heaven. But, this is a blog about what I do daily, so I feel compelled to write about what I do for others, sometimes; and, not just about when others do things for me. Rest assured, I do more than I talk about. God knows; that's all that matters.

I left early to attend my grief counselling group and stopped by my friend J's. She showed me her computer and we shared some fellowship time. Also, she helped me load into my van, some boxes of women's clothing, that I will be delivering tomorrow to a needy person.

When I arrived at Parkwood for the class, I realized how much I had really missed the class last week, when I instead, attended the memorial service for Gordon and other people who had died at Hotel Dieu-Grace Hospital in the last quarter of 2009. Pastor C made a point to let me know I was missed. What a good Christian heart she has. I'm blessed.

At the end of our class, my friend W convinced Pastor C that I should sing for the group; so, I did. Then, it was off for coffee. Instead of going to the Timmie's we usually go to, we drove to Walker Rd. and went into Jovan's Station Restaurant. My real estate broker owns the restaurant. I think she was shocked when W, C, M and I walked in at that time of night, but M, C and W were hungry. I just had tea.

We had a fun time of fellowship. I'm so grateful that God has blessed me with good church family and Christian friends. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!

M said that she didn't know what to do with herself when the programme finishes and suggested we meet on Thursdays. I commented that I could not do that. You see, normally on Thursday at 6:30 pm, I attend prayer time; then, Bible study begins at 7:00 pm. So, while I've been attending grief counselling, I've been missing my regular church participation. I was thrilled when M said that she thinks she will come and meet me at my church. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!

You see, nothing is more important to me, than Jesus. When we were first married, Gordon was rather jealous of Jesus, even though he was a believer. Eventually, he accepted the fact that God came first, then him and my family. Some people find this hard to understand. Anyone who truly loves God, understands. He comes first. Everything else, comes after.

No, I'm not perfect; I try to be what God would have me be. But, I'm forgiven. I know I am a sinner, who was in need of a Saviour; Jesus, is my Saviour. He loves me with an everlasting love. Unlike human love, His love is perfect and will never die. He forgave me for all my sin, paid the price at Calvary on a wooden cross, died and was resurrected, so I can know that I will only die a human death, but will live on in Heaven, later. There's more to say, but that's enough for tonight, except for the fact that you can be forgiven and saved from an eternity in hell. Just believe/trust in Jesus.


Until next time...