Monday, February 15, 2016

My Portion...

Today, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I'm going to tell you about yesterday.

You're probably thinking about whether or not I went to worship, yesterday.  I did!

On my way to worship with my church family, I stopped and picked up my granddaughter, A!

A seemed to have a bit of trouble coughing and breathing.  At first, I wasn't happy about her joining me.  Especially, since she'd be spending time with other children, her age.

However, she only seemed to be that way for a few minutes.  After that, she seemed to be much better.  So, I presumed it may have been that she hadn't been awake very long.  :)

We both worshipped the way we normally do.

Afterwards, we spent time with all our church family.  You see, we were having a pot-luck luncheon!

A and I went to obtain our food.  Then, we sat together, just as we do whenever we have time together, for meals.

A lady, M... who was quite a bit older than me, sat with us. 

In the past, we chatted together.  I knew she lived nearby.

During our conversation, she let me know that due to it being so cold, our pastor had picked her up.

Knowing I could easily drop her off, I offered to do so.  She agreed.

Then, she let me know her address.

It turned out, she has lived across the street from where my deceased husband Gordon's step-grandparents lived.  It was shocking to hear that M knew his step-grandmother... for years!  In fact, they had been friends...

Wow!  This was surprising.  Not just to me, but also to her.

I dropped M off at her home. At that time, we both looked across the street at the house where Gordon's family members had lived.

It touched my heart.  I recalled spending time there, on many, many occasions.

Although I didn't cry immediately.  I did, shortly after I dropped off my granddaughter, A.

Just thinking about my deceased husband Gordon, and how he truly loved me, touched my heart.  Especially, when I thought about how we celebrated and enjoyed Valentine's Day, together when he was alive.

Those tears didn't last long. 

I looked to God.  He always provides for me.  And, did so again, yesterday.

Thinking about that, brought to mind Psalm 73:26, "My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever."

Just as we read in today's Bible verse, my flesh and my heart faileth; but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion forever.

Grief, isn't easy.  And, I truly don't believe it ever ends.

But, God is always there for us who have lost family and friends whose lives ended.

For this, I am truly grateful.  And, always will be.

After all, life has to continue on, here on earth.

And, He loves us always!

Until next time...

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