This is the 21st day since finding ourselves in ICU with the diagnosis of heart/ lung involvement. We sometimes use the word surreal without even knowing the definition. I found these definitions worked for me as I remember the episode which I call “walking in the shadows of death.” It was a “weird dreamlike” situation that we have been able to step through these last 21 days. On this day of new mercies we have declared as in Psalm 73:2, “But as for me, my feet had almost stumbled; my steps had nearly slipped. Our Real God Reality!
via Daily Prompt: Sympathy
I am at the close of this September day. My family and friends have been very kind to call to offer sympathy because this is my GirlMic’s date of birth. She died two years ago on September 1, 2015 and they have called to encourage me and share pictures of the beautiful life she lived for fifty one years. I know offering sympathy is one of those times in life where words are never enough so I share this family picture to offer my sympathy to the many people who will find themselves sitting on the front pew.
There is a chime of rhyme as I am looking back in time. I would like to make these words rhyme as I look back at the past two years. My writing is used to help me move forward while also remembering some special precious moments. I approach these words, chime, rhyme and time by pulling out the last two letters, me. When I think of what blesses me, I use this visual of a painting by my grandgirl Patrice which hangs above my computer with the scripture from Proverbs 3:6. This message speaks to me and it sets me free.
I visited Redemption Life Church because it is close to my home and I have known the Pastor and the Church family for many years. I was impressed with his Title and Text so it is my focus for my 100 words. I am a caregiver and I attend church based on how my husband needs care so I am blessed to have the opportunity to fellowship. The Title, “Paint The Town Red” and scripture from Joshua 6: 20-23 gave me insight on how God positions us to be in place for prayer and praise. We must be ready “when the trumpet sounds”
When I get with survivors and hear their awesome stories, there is a dignified and delightful atmosphere. I heard truth telling as I sat in the University of Memphis Holiday Inn listening to women and men discuss how their purpose was born out of their experiences in the cancer community. We received beautiful gifts at the end of this wonderful Komen Survivor luncheon. We were blessed and I am glad I was able to encourage and cheer these dignified survivors who shared their victories. One of the highlights was meeting my table mates and seeing the smiles.
When God gives me a picture blackout to remind me of His Majesty and Splendor through Scripture, sun and moon, I must pay attention. It is with Inspired Gratitude that I complete this 100 words. When I wake each morning, God lays out my apparel of purpose and He makes it as simple as I need it to be to complete tasks which include the Fruit of the Spirit. Today I completed my Joy Book that I received from my protege, Deener. I always must acknowledge that when she chose me to be her mentor, she helped me learn to fly.
I have to admit that I am distracted easily by how people react and respond in places where I find myself frequently. I have been praying for restoration and revival to start with my own soul and spirit. I was driving recently and asking the Lord to help me go in the right direction. I must say that I attended several churches in one weekend and when I looked at the prompt word lurch, the first word I thought of was church. I now pray daily for all connected churches , leaders and members to keep us free from church lurch.