Sunday Soul Search

Even to your old age I will be the same, And even to your graying years I will carry you! I have done it, I will bear you; And I will carry you and I will save you. Isaiah 46:4

Sunday Soul Search

February 27th

This morning I awoke to snow and to the new age of 68. A portion of a devotional from Charles Spurgeon spoke to my heart. It read The Christian knows no change with regard to God. He may be rich today and poor to-morrow; he may sickly today and well to-morrow; he may be in happiness today, to-morrow he may be distressed- but there is no change with regard to his relationship to God. If he loved me yesterday, he loves me today. My unmoving mansion of rest is my blessed Lord. Let prospects be blighted; let hopes be blasted; let joy be withered; let mildews destroy everything; I have lost nothing of what I have in God. HE is my strong habitation whereunto I can continually resort. I am a pilgrim in the world, but at home my in my God. In earth I wander, but in God I dwell in quiet habitation. 

Thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation.

Psalm 91:9

This boggles my mind. How a guy we watched, back up his car, do this, I don’t know. But I receive this simple gift from my maker, as a reminder of His love.

This scenic place is not far from where we live. It is called Our Lady of Guadalupe Trappist Abbey. Monks reside here and they use it for retreats and it’s open to visitors to hike a few different trails. They also have a nice little bookstore.  Since we finally got a decent snowfall two days ago, we ventured out and away from our cozy home, so I could get snow photos.

 

Short and Sweet

Yes, that’s me..but I am referring to February. The month of my birth… as of yesterday, 23,360 days youngish at heart. Today I am savoring the sweet day I had, blessings that came my way. Thankful to embrace the days of my life.

1951 Was A Very Good Year

birthday dreams

frozen in time

youth….

is but a memory

those days are behind

my journey not over

so much more

to explore

all the avenues

so many doors

to open…

new territory

to roam

more time to delve

to far off places

where words tumble

and toss

like pebbles in a brook

where the sun meets with the clouds

and paintball the sky

and the moon greets the stars

and shine together

like glitter

in the night

and I will take

what comes my way

with gratitude

for each and every day..

                                    Roberta: February 27, 2014