I received one of those very special email messages yesterday that truly touched me and brought reassurance that the path I am on is the path I was made to travel. Sometimes I seriously question my path…is it enough, is it too bumpy or too smooth, is it going in the right direction?…It is then a tiny shaft of light (from a church friend/ a blog reader) shines down upon me by the words of another to keep me walking the line. Thank you Michele Robertson!
It always amazes me when someone sees something in us we don’t see or even acknowledge to ourselves. So when we are told that our stories are affecting others lives positively…it makes the soul soar. What is the Mother Theresa saying…“If you can’t feed a hundred people, just feed one.”
Once I committed to writing one blog a day back in 2010…I made a secret pact with myself…I would keep writing until the day I had no viewers…if I even had one…then I would write for that one person out there in cyberspace. (The person perhaps who needed to hear the story I wrote on just that one particular day. And then that would be enough.) * I believe my thoughts echoed this poem below.
Not In Vain – Emily Dickinson
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain:
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
How many times have I given God credit for all the growing plants in my garden and yard…yet never really fathomed the depth of that statement. Man can plant the seed, water, add dirt and fertilizer, pray for sun….but after that…only God can make it grow. The miracle of life.
I watch its miracle every time I see the grandchildren…and even after only days apart, I marvel at just how much they have grown. It is the most magical “God” act of all.
And for me the most magical thing of all is the spiritual growth that evolved out of a bad scenario (a treatable but not curable breast cancer diagnosis) with an unexpected gift of time allowed to delve deeper daily into this ever expanding frontier of God’s. (And Michele, this is my hope and prayer for your young co-worker!!!)
Yesterday I got to watch another miracle…Eloise. And is she ever growing…it is hard to keep her filled up…my new name for her is Peppa Piggie. She loves to stretch on the changing table so I always let her stay and play…while just watching her discover a little more of the world around her. This time it was the carved crabs and surfboard beside her…she was feeling texture and was so curious. The wonder and awe of life in small moments.
Yesterday our “Ya” Jackson ‘went under the knife’ again…because she “knee’ed” to! Sorry Jackson for the pun…just couldn’t resist. Actually Jackson had her second knee replacement surgery. She emailed to let us know it was over and that they had already started her on physical therapy. (That is one thing these days about modern medicine…no rest for the weary…physical therapy starts when they wheel you out of the operating room. *Next time pretend to be asleep longer!)
Seriously…so proud of you Jackson…you take everything in stride…just do it and move on…and that is what we hope and pray for you…that soon you will be, not only “moving on” but moving fast…with your two new “superhero” knees….ready to spring into action in a moment’s notice. So glad it is over and now you can talk about both procedures in the past and it will become a distant memory. Love you girl! Welcome back home today!
I thought this photo was too cute! It looks like “Big Red” the geranium has a halo…and in fact I think it does! Go Big Red!