In
the Autumn of my life, things hurt more, bring deeper joy, anger gives way to
the command to love my neighbor and understand that He really meant it. And everyone is my neighbor.
Where
I used to be pretty much silent when I watched friends step off precipices that
were far too dangerous, now I want to snatch them back from the edge so much
that I have found my voice. I love them
and I hate to see them suffer. At the
same time, there is grace, given to me for issues that are obviously harming
me. So hopefully, it is with that same
grace that I speak gently, no criticism intended. Never-the-less, I am finding that it is not
well-received. In the past I would have
regretted saying anything, but now I cannot.
I love them, I truly do speak in love, instead of stinging from
rejection, it just makes me sad.
I
do not know why the Lord seems to make us wait for good things. Why the 18 years before I met David, my
heart, my home, sharer of my soul? They
were lonely, painful. However, David was
very much worth the wait. I only know
when He says wait, I will. Having gone
through my first husband leaving me and all the fallout that happened, I was
not going to move until I knew it was of God.
I'm so glad I did. It's a
fairytale love, sometimes a little fractured, lol, but overall, a dream come
true. There will never be another
man for me, he touches my heart daily, loves me unconditionally, there is
safety and peace in that. All I would
have missed had I hurried the Lord.
Autumn
is upon us, my co-favorite with Winter.
There are some challenges to deal with, some health issues, and Josh's
release. But those things feel like
footnotes to a season when I am hearing the voice of the One who loves me
best. I can feel His presence daily and it
becomes more precious with time. What an
interesting time of life, you're not dead yet, lol, but priorities shift and
change with an eye on the finish line. 2
Timothy 4:7 comes to mind often. Sins
become clearer and I can't rush to Him fast enough for forgiveness, ever
receiving His loving grace and mercy.
I
find my thoughts gravitating to my grandkids more, and their mom. A sorrow resides in my heart at not being to
see them much growing up, and even now, even though our situation is better, it
still does not allow us to see them a lot.
Sweet, sweet, gentle little souls that are a delight to be around and
we're missing it!!! All I can do is lay
that at the foot of the cross and ask for help to cope with it. And their mom, we have had a strained
relationship in the past, I think it's better now, but again, when you don't
see someone, hard for that relationship to deepen and get close. It hurts my heart that it wasn't able to.
As
the days grow shorter, the temps are cooling, I find an abiding peace exists in
my heart in spite of all the disappointments and questions and I am
thankful. Eucharisteo.♥
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