Wednesday was filled tying up loose ends and writing.
Unfortunately, I had some bad news Wednesday. My friend A, died. Her only son K, called me to let me know.
A had lived a very full life, until last year. Her health began to fail and had to leave her apartment, in exchange for a nursing home bed. It made me sad for her, when this happened, for A had always been an on-the-go type person. Even at 91!
The best part is that I know I'll see her again, for we had many talks about salvation through Jesus Christ. She was a believer. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!
On CTV, the old version of A Christmas Carol, with Alastair Sim as Scrooge was aired in the evening; I watched it. How could I not? It's long been a favourite of mine and Gordon's.
Every year, as we watched, Gordon would quote the lines of Jacob Marley, Scrooge's partner who died at the beginning of the story including, "I wear the chain I forged in life! I made it link by link and yard by yard! I gartered it on of my own free will and by my own free will, I wore it!"
As I mentioned last Christmas, while in school, Gordon had played the part of Jacob Marley, in the play. How I miss him, speaking the lines, along with the movie.
Thursday, I finished visiting and taking gifts to friends. Knowing that I wouldn't see my friend K, on her birthday (Christmas Eve), I made sure she received her gift.
To be honest, I was beginning to feel rather sad. Wondering how I was going to get through another Christmas, alone. Last Christmas, I was alone. God helped me through it; I was counting on Him to get me through this year, too.
Friday, was Christmas Eve.
Friday morning was my friend A's funeral, which I attended. A had wished only family and close friends to attend, so that's what happened. I said a few words in a Eulogy for A and sang. I was honoured to do this in memory of my friend. R.I.P. A; know that I will look forward to seeing you, again.
Knowing it was Christmas Eve and knowing I had much yet to do, I didn't attend the luncheon where everyone was to gather at a restaurant, after A's funeral.
Instead, I shopped for the last few things I felt I needed. While shopping, I came across some items that I didn't usually purchase for myself. God brought them to my attention. I picked them up and returned each one to the shelf where I found it.
Then, I reconsidered. In the past, God had done this to me. Placed thoughts in my head of things I should do.
For example, years ago, I can recall Him placing in my heart and mind that I should go visit a friend who was in hospital. Not thinking my friend was seriously ill, and being rather busy at the time, I put it off. Unfortunately, my friend died.
After this experience happened, I was more careful to listen to that inner voice, that sometimes placed other things on my heart and mind.
Like one time, when I was shopping for a roast, I picked up a small roast, just big enough for Gordon and I, with leftovers for sandwiches.
Then, I had this overwhelming feeling I needed to purchase a much larger roast and picked one up. As I was placing it back into the cooler, I could feel God encouraging me to not put it back, but rather to purchase the larger roast; so, I did.
The day I cooked this larger roast, we had a phone call from some friends, who didn't live in Windsor, but were going to be in town. They joined us for dinner!
Reflecting on what happened when I purchased that roast, I was glad I had listened to that still, small voice, that guided me. There was plenty of roast, even for the large eaters that joined us for dinner!
So, at the store, in the afternoon of Christmas Eve, while considering purchasing these items that I don't normally buy, and thinking about these past experiences, I decided to allow God to lead me, even if it meant I would be either pigging out later in the week, or giving these food items away.
After all, I trust Him, to lead me. I'm not perfect at doing this, but I try to listen to that still, small voice, within me that guides me.
God never lets us down, if we trust Him. He never lets me down. For this, I will always be grateful.
Until next time...
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