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Flowers Fade

This is what my neighborhood looks like right now! Blooms everywhere! I loooove spring!

But if you look closely, you see these beauties are beginning to fade.

These fading tulips inspired me to appreciate the remaining blooms that much more. To take more time walking around my neighborhood enjoying every single flower.

Inspired me to be grateful for my sight.

Inspired me to thank the One who created this buffet for the eyes. The smorgasbord of colors and textures. The sheer variety of spring blooms.

If spring in Virginia can look like a fairyland….what does spring in His Kingdom look like?

Point to ponder while you wander….
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.” Isaiah 40:8 ESV

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Crocus of Joy

As I was walking in the warm sunshine (woohoo) on my way home from work, I came across these beauties.

And my first thought after….Ahhh! YAY! Crocuses!….was crocus of joy. I always associate crocuses with rejoicing because of the beginning of Isaiah 35…

The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.

The crocuses reminded me to choose joy today. So I’m spreading their message.

Point to ponder while you wander…

Joy is a choice.

“I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.” Martha Washington

Joy is not Circumstantial 

You have shown me the way of life, and You will fill me with the joy of Your presence.” Acts 2:28 NLT

Point to ponder while you wander….Joy isn’t circumstantial. Joy is what strengthens you to get through the circumstances.

Fun Fact Friday: Happy as a Clam at High Tide

​Ever wonder what “happy as a clam” meant?  Me either.  But I found the meaning and I’m sharing it just incase you did ever wonder.  Because that’s what I do.  I answer questions that no one asks.  😉

The full expression is “Happy as a clam at high tide.” At high tide, they’re safely covered in water.  They are blissful, or the closest clams can be to happiness, I would imagine.  But at low tide, people (& critters I would suppose) go clam digging.  Then they are no longer happy & blissful clams.   
Consider your unasked question answered.  😚

Point to ponder while you wander…Joy of the Lord is strength. Joy keeps you strong even when you aren’t situationally  happy as a clam. 

Today is THE Day

​”This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24 NKJV

I’ll be honest, the past few months it has been a struggle to make it through the day without losing my temper, crying, or both. I’ve gone inward in my grief, and tried to shut out the world. 

So far, in my darkened room this month, I’ve watched the first 4 seasons of Criminal Minds on Netflix.

When you are sad and depressed, Criminal Minds is probably not the show to binge watch, FYI.

I had just begun to process life without my Dad, when my Nana was diagnosed with lung cancer in January. Then I lost both her and my Papa in March. It sucks.

I love them. I enjoyed spending time with them. They were my people.

On top of that my grandparents were my security blanket in a lot of ways. Their home was always a safety zone for me. I lived there when I was a baby, spent summers there as a child, and lived there when I was unemployed. 

It was my home base. I was there with my cousins for every holiday beginning with Papa Day (St. Patrick’s Day), ending with Christmas, and every random one in between. If life sucked I could go there and be safe. I went there on sunny summer days to play Scrabble with Nana on the Deck. I went there before blizzards to make sure they had what they needed. I went there just to hug them.

I not only lost my people, I lost my home.

Normally their house was where I went when life belted me, and now in the hardest loss I’ve ever faced, I can’t go where I’ve always gone for comfort.

I know I’m supposed to be comforted by Holy Spirit, and I am. If I didnt have Him, I wouldn’t have been capable of being there for them in their last days. I would have been weeping constantly and been of zero use to anyone. He is amazing. I still feel His presence and have the peace Jesus brings. But I still feel blah about life right now.

I don’t know how to move forward.

I don’t want to accept the new normal.

I want to sit in my darkened room and watch Criminal Minds. 

I don’t want to miss them every day. 

I don’t want to feel how much this hurts.

I don’t want to think about them not being at future events.

I don’t want my heart to hurt because it’s 4th of July weekend and there will be no cookout. There will not be hide and seek with my cousin’s kiddos in the back yard. The back yard is blooming with her flowers but she is not there. His yard has been mowed but not by him.

Death sucks. I’m so glad Jesus beat the crap out of death and was resurrected. I’m so glad Jesus is alive! Because it means I will see my people again…and they will be happy and healthy and free.

But it doesn’t change that I need to feel the feelings and deal with the waves of grief that are drowning me in sadness. Even though I don’t really know how to move forward, and I’m not sure I want to…I know I need to.

They loved me and would hate that I’m so sad that I’m wasting their favorite sunshine filled days in a darkened room.

I have no regrets. I was there with them when they left this world. That was a gift. I spent consistent time with them when I had them here. That was also a gift. 

I could go on here about how sad I am right now and how many times I broke down crying while typing this…but that isn’t the point I want to make.

The point is that I will miss them forever at every event. That will not change. 

I need to choose to feel those feelings and choose to deal with them. I need to choose continue to live my life, instead of choosing to hide out. I need to choose joy. Because the joy of the Lord is my strength. And I need that strength to get through this time.

Point to ponder while you wander…

This is the day the Lord has made; we will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24

I believe that each day is a gift. Living this belief is a choice. Being determined to declare that no matter what this day brings I WILL rejoice and be glad in it. #joyisstrength