When I say I slept like a log last night, I mean like a log! In fact, I slept so soundly that I don't recall stirring, even once, until morning. A whole six (6) hours! Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!
Today, was a very busy day for me, regarding work. It seemed like I never stopped, right into the evening. I didn't count on this. In fact, I was hoping to get some housework done, today. Oh well, it will just have to wait. After all, it's not going anywhere and it won't clean itself, so I don't have to worry. It'll be there when I'm able to do it.
The only break I had today, was in early afternoon. After my real estate partner/friend C helped me install a For Sale sign, we went to lunch, together. Actually, I am truly grateful he was with me today, for I would not have been able to have installed that sign myself, for the ground was so-o hard (even though it was raining), that C even had trouble putting the sign on the lawn. Thank you C. Hopefully, being treated to lunch was reward enough, along with my thanks!
Around suppertime, I had a call from the people who almost made an offer on my home this week. They have an out-of-town friend visiting and was hoping I would show them the home. I did.
Time will tell. Wish me luck! Realistically, it's not luck I need. I just need God to will that a buyer will make an offer on the property. In His time...
For me, the worst part of having to go over to the house, is that I cannot stop seeing Gordon, when I'm there. Lord, please stop this cruel, hurtfulness. Provide for me, please. I'm trusting You.
It wasn't until mid evening, when I finally got home and found time to do my stretching exercise and pool exercise. Combined, I spend approximately 1 1/4 - 1 1/2 hours per day, six (6) days per week, exercising. I should be a skinny-mini by now, but I'm not! Lord! Help!
While I was in the pool, that terrible sadness came over me, once again. Well, this was the first time I had been in the pool in the evening, since Gordon died. In fact, before he died, it was usually evening when I had pool time, not like I've been doing this year. His corner was empty. It made me miss him, terribly.
You know what I need? I need either the Lord to take me home, to be with him in heaven, or I need a new life. As long as I keep missing Gordon, seeing him everywhere I go, I'll just keep feeling like I'm dying inside, without really dying.
Talking about a new life... Early last evening (Friday), I met my friend J and her brother J at my church parking lot. Every third (3rd) Friday of every month, J's Dad and/or her two brothers travel to Detroit. They help out at New Life Rescue Mission in Detroit, by providing a short worship service, before guests are fed a meal.
Last evening was no different, except that J and I were with her brother. J played the piano, we opened in prayer and then we sang a hymn. Then J's brother introduced me and I sang (acapella) for the group of men. Afterwards, J's brother gave a short sermon and gospel message. We closed in prayer.
As we left, the (between 30 - 40) men were lined up to receive their food. They must have been hungry, for they seemed to be in a hurry. May God bless each one.
It makes me sad, to see this. Especially knowing that these men have very little in this life. In fact, these men won't just eat their meal at the mission, but will sleep there, overnight. If they cannot claim space on one of the pews that fill the old, decrepit grocery store so badly in need of repair, then they sleep on the floor. Most had all their worldly goods with them.
This was not the first time I had been there. Gordon and I, plus Gordon's friend B, my friend J and her family did a similar service one Christmas night.
As per normal for me, when I thought of the fact that this was my first time there, without Gordon, it brought back memories and I was saddened. I praise God, He granted me my prayer request, that I would not cry and make a fool of myself, while there. Thank You, Lord.
Afterwards, the three of us went to dinner, together. While we didn't go to my favourite Mexican restaurant, we went to a favourite place of J's brother: Mexican Village restaurant. The food was good, as was the fellowship time we enjoyed! Thank you and may God bless you J, for treating us to dinner! Next time, it's my turn.
So, you see, I realize that I am not alone in this world, for I have God with me. Those poor men at the mission, don't have anyone or they wouldn't be in the position they find themselves in, daily...or should I say, nightly.
Please pray for them. Pray for homeless people, everywhere. Pray for all who need to come to know Jesus. May you be blessed for it.
Until next time...
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