Monday, October 22, 2012


This entry was originally written and posted in Life with Lynnie (LwL) on, rather than here on, due to the problems I had posting any entry, here. Now that blogger has this site working properly again, I thought I would copy and repost here, to save you from having to back and forth between sites.


Anyone who knows me well, or has read Life with Lynnie (LwL) for a long time, knows that I am usually a busy person.

Having to sit at home every minute of every day, is beginning to take its toll on me.

I’m getting cabin fever! Laugh if you like, but I’m feeling rather imprisoned, even though I am here at home.

All last week, I tried to decide if I should or should not attend the fundraiser for the Windsor-Essex Literacy Leadership program that was sponsoring Readers Grow Into Leaders… pasta night. It was scheduled for Sunday, between 4 – 7 p.m.

As a local author, I was supposed to attend, bringing copies of my book Love Never Fails along with me, to sell to those who were supporting the fundraising cause. In the end, I decided to not do this.

Firstly, because I cannot sit that long in a regular chair. Standing, as I would have to do, wouldn’t help the situation, either. But, there was more that bothered me.

What if I picked up germs and/or bacteria that could harm my still partly-opened and infected incision? Or, what if someone in attendance was sick or coming down with a virus, etc.?

Remember, I didn’t even celebrate Thanksgiving this year. Not at home, and not with my family, as many were sick.
I made the decision to not attend the fundraiser.

A friend and fellow author who lives in my apartment building had offered to drive me, since she was attending. I let her know I would not attend, even if it was probably the best opportunity to promote my book.

Instead, she picked up my ticket, took it with her and brought me home a plate of salad and pasta, with a bun. I enjoyed half (1/2) of it last night for supper, and the rest today. Thank you J, for doing this for me.

There are other things I needed to do and had to either cancel or reschedule, but none as important as that. Of course, my plans aren’t necessarily God’s plans.

Isaiah 55:8 tells us, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord.”

While I was sad about not being able to attend the fundraiser, I was glad that my funds went to supporting it. After all, literacy is very important.

Not as important as eternal life, though.

Life may seem long, but in reality, compared to eternity, it is very short. The most important thing is to know where your soul will be going once your body dies.

I know where I’m going. Do you? If not, or if you aren’t sure, please know that indeed, you can be sure.

God promised us that all who believe on the Lord, Jesus Christ, will not perish, but have eternal life… with Him, in heaven. Hopefully, I’ll see you, there.

Until next time…

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