It was late when I drifted off, but no later than last night. The best part is waking up, without the alarm ringing in my ears. Yes, my alarm was set, but I was already awake when I heard it. Isn't that a wonderful feeling? Slowly regaining consciousness, opening one or both eyes slightly, realizing it's morning. Then turning over, to drift off once again, whether it be for a few moments or longer. It doesn't matter. It's so-o relaxing to wake up this way!
This relaxed feeling stayed with me throughout the day. Since it's Sonday, I did my usual thing, got ready and went to worship my Lord. On the way, I prayed God would provide me with a parking space close to my church. Our parking lot is always full. Yes, we have an agreement to park across the street at what used to be a Legion Hall, but now is an English as a Second Language (ESL) school. If you can get a spot in the front lot, it's okay, but if you can't, it's quite a distance to walk to my church.
There it was! A spot, right in front of my church, on the street. Lord, thank You. You always provide for me, with the smallest of needs. Because of this, I am constantly reminded: Why not Gordon? Why not healing for him? I'm sure about now, you would just remind me it just wasn't God's will. I know it. Better than anyone.
After our worship service, I visited with my friend who is hosting the couple who got married last Tuesday and their family. You'll remember that I sang at their wedding. Knowing they would be leaving Windsor soon, I thought I'd see them once more.
Later, I did some shopping. Then, on my way to the cemetary, I dropped by my daughter P's for a few minutes. P told me about the wedding they attended, yesterday. Actually, she almost had me babysit, because she thought her babysitter was going to back out, but in the end, she didn't need me. Shucks! I would have enjoyed being with my grandsons; so, I was disappointed about this, yesterday.
Since I carry a lawn chair in my van, I spent a short time sitting at Gordon's grave. Just doing the usual. Talking to him and the Lord. Crying. Trying to make sense of it all.
After unpacking my groceries, I made something to eat and relaxed on Facebook, for a while. That feeling of relaxation I told you about was still with me and I grew tired, so I went and had a nap! This time, I set my alarm for one half hour, to make sure I didn't oversleep (I'd like to sleep, tonight), but when the alarm went off, I could hardly wake up and kept resetting the snooze alarm. What would we do without a snooze alarm?!
Eventually, I got up. For almost two hours, my friend J and I spoke on the telephone. She had been away in Toronto and we hadn't spoken to get caught up, yet. lol The only reason we hung up, was because her phone was dying! :-))
Thank you, to all who prayed for Lisa, last night. Later, I heard she was alright. However, if it is not too much trouble, please continue praying for her. She is obviously distressed. It truly matters not what her problems are. She is a believer, who has been overwhelmed with tragedy.
Sort of like me. Maybe you, too. Surely, at some point in your life, you may have felt overwhelmed with what life dished out to you. It's only my opinion, but since God said WHEN we receive trials, and not IF, I believe that anyone trusting in Jesus, is going to burdened at some point in their life. Especially, if the person is walking with Jesus, doing God's work. After all, satan doesn't have to hurt those who belong to him; his fiery darts seem to affect God's children, as he makes his effort to be able to say to God that we are worthless, etc.
When I feel overwhelmed, with this grief, I have to constantly remind myself that God made promises to me, like He'd never leave me, nor forsake me. That He'd be with me always, even to the end of the age. That He has a plan for my life and that He would never allow me to receive more than I can handle. There's more, but that will suffice for now.
While this makes it easier for me to deal with the pain or sorrow of life's trial, I do have to remind myself. What about those who haven't memorized scripture, to be able to claim it and trust in it, when in need? What about those, who are so overwhelmed that they cannot claim those promises?
What if life becomes too difficult to deal with? One of Gordon's friends committed suicide. A Facebook friend admitted to me that her Dad committed suicide after his second wife died. Yes, even Christians do this.
It's at times like this when I recall that whether it be regarding despair, or sin in the lives of those we know, love or even have not yet met, we are to love the sinner...and hate the sin.
Until next time...
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