Smoke Signals

I hope you had a sunshine happy, stop to enjoy the wildflowers, Spring day Sunday.   I had a very productive work day around the house and staying busy helps to get thru the day.  Sundays are particularly kinda hard on me. I tend to reflect and over think things.  This week nostalgic memories and reminiscing crazy fun teenage years with friends I can no longer reach via my IPhone, no updates on facebook.  A few gone for some years with new tears shed for recent losses.  Just a part of time passing I suppose.  

Fast forward a few hours.  Oh horrors, I was late to work this morning.  It is a manic Monday!  Hope your sky is blue but your mood is not,  happy thoughts. This is the day the Lord has made.  I think I will make it a point to call, Gmail, Facebook, send smoke signals-if that is legal?!  Time is passing!  kisses

Long Day

So in about 10 min a new calendar day begins, camel hump, middle of the week day and the one day that is listed on my birth certificate as my birthday.  Today 2 of my Flour Bluff friends, high school sweethearts and happily married all this time were finally found. Victims of a mud slide, well the whole side of a mountain just sort of fell off, in Washington state several weeks ago.  I am so sad to hear  this and sitting here thinking instead of in my bed sleeping,  what a sweet wonderful priviledge it was to have known Steve & Theresa Harris. I guess it just gives me a sense of awe and wonder along with the sadness and feelings of loss, to have grown up with a couple so connected that they actually die on the same day.  Romantic books and tear jerker movies are made of such although when the story is non-fiction and memories are not from a script the 'real' sets in like running into a brick wall even though I am sitting still on my brown sofa. Lots to think about, gotta work in a few hours.  I think it is gonna be a long day. I am 53, happy birthday to me. Farewell my friends,  Theresa & Steve. Life is so very precious.

Resurrection Sunday

Easter Sunday is the day those of us who believe Jesus is the Son of God, was crucified, earthly body placed in a tomb for three days, celebrate His resurrection.   Life and times are full of change as decades turn to centuries or so it would seem to some.  My Bible however tells the same story over and over and ever amazing to me is that God reveals something new each time I read it.  I have noticied a common theme over the last few years incorporated more and more in political satire, stand up comedy, scripted into prime time television shows, so much so, that the inevidable changes to be expected as time marches on, has broken ranks in what I observe seems to be an all out attempt to discredit God and his Word to us, the Bible.  I question things around me all the time, including what I read in the leather bound preachers Bible that belonged to my Dad.  You see, God only reveals Himself, His wisdom to those seeking Him. I have to remember that cause it bites when a popular celebrity to get a laugh or shock value blurts out  "So 'Noah and the Ark' is really just a story about a Dad drowning his children in a huge bathtub?"   There are a few verses in Luke that help explain why non-believers just 'don't get it'.  Luke 24 is about the events after Jesus resurrection and reading the entire chapter helps keep it in  context.   Verse 16 describes men talking with Jesus but were unable to recognize Him. They actually could not 'get it' till verse 31.  Explains a lot if you think about it and helps me to not be judgmental or hurt by abrasive comments from those unble to understand. Jesus lives! kisses

John 8:47

Christy

The sun lifted her spirits , the breeze blew away her troubles, gentle Gulf waters roll waves of peace and she smiled-knowing her blessings numbered as the beach sand between her toes.

This is how I feel about growing up by the beach. I think most of us Bluff Rats (as the 'town kids ' in Corpus Christi called us) return now and then to re-live, re-group and re-center.  Hope you get to feel some beach sand between your toes this Summer. kisses

Exit Stage Right

It is late Saturday night and the next hour and a half cannot tick tock past, fast enough for me.  Last week was a rollar coaster full of emotions caused by that all too familiar 'man made', Merry Go Round.  I know if something seems too good to be true it probably is and he seemed to be straight from my dreams.  Dreams are better off left for slumber.    I do not mind being called naive because I expect truth and good intentions.  Only God knows our heart.    I am daily working to accept there are just  some things I will never understand. But I can be taught!!  I actually recognized red flag behaviors right away this time. My passive, non confrontational , make peace not war, no man is allowed to be reckless with my heart, no one steals my happy, personality  realized he was gonna ride that Merry Go Round without me.  You see, his tickets are printed with disappearing ink just like his promises. He will never be much more than a fair weather friend if that and next time a man starts up a conversation with 'I do not want any drama' that is my que to exit Stage Right!   Have a super duper sunshine Sunday. kisses