Throughout my years, I have met many people. Maybe not as many, as others have. I tend to be on the quiet side, until a burst of inspiration comes my way, which seems to be far and few between. This morning, I have been thinking, about a few, that I have had the privilege of meeting. They blessed me with friendship. But what stands out, is that they were gentle messengers, extending kindness and love. Today, I ponder, and think about these people. Some were in my life for just a season, perhaps for the purpose of sharing their wisdom with me. The sweetness they exhibited, was like the fragrance of a flower, or the fresh smell of the earth, after a downpour of rain. With heartfelt gratitude, I am thankful for all.. I think most importantly, is the fact that we all need prayer and that there are always opportunities to extend kindness and encouragement.
Strength and honor are her clothing;
She shall rejoice in time to come.
She opens her mouth with wisdom,
And on her tongue is the law of kindness.
She watches over the ways of her household,
And does not eat the bread of idleness.
Her children rise up and call her blessed;
Her husband also, he praises her:
Many daughters have done well,
But you excel them all.
Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing,
But a woman who fears the Lord,
she shall be praised.
Give her of the fruit of her hands,
And let her own works praise her in the gates..
Then I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on. Yes, says the spirit, that they may rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.
Revelation 14: 13
This frosty morning as I went out to check up on my favorite cat, I discovered that Riley had a bird pinned down in the clutches of her paws. I immediately went into, “ok”, this is not going to happen mode and told her to drop the bird. Well, not quite in that manner, I may have looked like a wild-eyed woman who was not going to see a bird die. I was able to distract her, probably caused Riley to fear for her life and was more than ready to run inside the house. As the little bird sat on the cement patio, I observed a rapid heart-beat. I bent down to stroke its little head and it continued to sit there paralyzed by fear. I was not sure what was going on. I decided to move it onto a big flat rock and grabbed one of my husbands worn out cotton gloves for it to sit on. When I picked it up there was a little blood and instead of causing it anymore fear I laid it on top of the glove. I prayed for the bird and spoke words of kindness to it and left it alone in hopes of seeing it fly away. When I went back out to check up on it, it remained on the rock and I told it to go, you are strong and it flew towards our fence.
It sat there for a few minutes and again I coaxed it and said you can fly, you are strong, and at that moment it flew off and away. I don’t know the outcome, but I tried my best to protect and make it feel loved and secure.
Sometimes in life, all we need are words like honey, sweet kind words to remind us that we will get through the muck and the turmoil and that we really can fly..
seasons come and go
we wish for them to end
and move on..
anxiously waiting for coolness, for warmth,
for color, for change
are we ever content?
life, new life, death, new death, lives forever changed
we are seasonal beings,
we get tested
we get irritable
we want and we want and we want, What?
season’s will groom us, prepare us for change
embrace change, embrace the season’s…of life…
The change of season’s can bring out the best in us or not. Today I look at it as the season’s of our lives. Youth and aging. I want to embrace what comes my way with gratitude.Do I always..no, but I strive for a better outlook. This free write spurns from hearing about the passing of two young men.. It happens each and every day. Their season on earth is complete but not gone in our hearts. There is an appointed time for every event under heaven.. Ecclesiastes
the ebb and flow
it comes and goes
and for some old age
innocence and trusting
life is not everlasting
time moves swiftly
the body slows
but are shackled
that keep them bound
as they slowly die…inside
facing older age
may be short
but I rejoice in each day
and goes beyond
what comes my way
not without pain..or sorrow
but laughter and joy will follow
in the circle of life…
Joining Kellie Elmore and others for Free Write Friday..