Today I found myself considering life. Now that's a leading kind of statement, huh? I'm betting you are waiting for some huge philosophical lesson in this post. I will go ahead and apologize for disappointing you.
Lately I have thought much about people. Not just any people but people who have crossed my path at various times in my life and made a difference to me in my past years.
Sure, there are those who I've known for what seems like forever and still are very close and dear and near. Was it a song or a poem or just a saying that once said, "Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver, the other gold." My mind remembers that from somewhere...from where, I can't say. Bet no one is surprised at my lack of remembering, huh?
I was reminded of the blessing just today of those who I have "met" in my work life. There are those whom we have had serving us as a company for years and years and years and my work would be very hard to change any of these folks who have become friends....accountants, insurance people, you get the idea. They are "my" folks now and I appreciate them and think of how my life is better, not only in my work, but in the way they have become personal friends. Friends who care and whom I care about in return. And that might never have happened if our paths hadn't crossed.
I think of school friends who I never see anymore but who stay in my memory--okay, admittedly maybe their faces more than their names now. Paths meander in different directions as life comes and goes and folks that we may never see again still impact our lives.
There are teachers, parents of The Girl's friends, lifelong friends from activities done together, church folks, and just simply strangers who passed my way.
Just this past weekend, The Sister, The Mother, The Daddy, and I visited a funeral home for a family of a loved one who had meant so much to us years ago. I can remember visiting their home with their three girls and having such fun. I was reminded that I got the very worst blistering of the soles of my feet at their house on a hot day. They lived in a subdivision which in my world was big time stuff so visiting them and spending the night was a true treat. They would go barefoot. Everywhere while playing. And they played hard. My feet were tender. Really tender but I didn't want to be the wimp so I went barefoot too. Did I say it was one of the hottest days of the year? We walked barefoot on that subdivision road for a very long time so that by night, I had blisters on the soles of my tender feet. OUCH! Shoes hurt after that. Yes I remember that well but I also remember that when I visited their house, I always felt their love for each other and for me. I was delighted to see them all but sad of the passing of the sweet mother. Such a dear one. My life was better for knowing them.
There have been people I have met one time that I was encouraged by or cheered and they had no idea.
The list could go on and on. Many or all of you reading this blog can be assured that somehow you have most likely touched my life and made it better. Has all of life been warm and fuzzy? Shucks, no, I think not. Life is life and offers the good with the bad. I like to think, though, that the big God above dictates all that and I know He has life in His hands.
I, of course, am reminded of one of my favorite verses that gives me assurance....Romans 8:28....and you know probably that it goes like this but bears repeating often:
"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."
So yes, I am counting the blessings today. Blessings of you...and you...and you....and you....."my" people. :)
:)
Lately I have thought much about people. Not just any people but people who have crossed my path at various times in my life and made a difference to me in my past years.
Sure, there are those who I've known for what seems like forever and still are very close and dear and near. Was it a song or a poem or just a saying that once said, "Make new friends but keep the old, one is silver, the other gold." My mind remembers that from somewhere...from where, I can't say. Bet no one is surprised at my lack of remembering, huh?
I was reminded of the blessing just today of those who I have "met" in my work life. There are those whom we have had serving us as a company for years and years and years and my work would be very hard to change any of these folks who have become friends....accountants, insurance people, you get the idea. They are "my" folks now and I appreciate them and think of how my life is better, not only in my work, but in the way they have become personal friends. Friends who care and whom I care about in return. And that might never have happened if our paths hadn't crossed.
I think of school friends who I never see anymore but who stay in my memory--okay, admittedly maybe their faces more than their names now. Paths meander in different directions as life comes and goes and folks that we may never see again still impact our lives.
There are teachers, parents of The Girl's friends, lifelong friends from activities done together, church folks, and just simply strangers who passed my way.
Just this past weekend, The Sister, The Mother, The Daddy, and I visited a funeral home for a family of a loved one who had meant so much to us years ago. I can remember visiting their home with their three girls and having such fun. I was reminded that I got the very worst blistering of the soles of my feet at their house on a hot day. They lived in a subdivision which in my world was big time stuff so visiting them and spending the night was a true treat. They would go barefoot. Everywhere while playing. And they played hard. My feet were tender. Really tender but I didn't want to be the wimp so I went barefoot too. Did I say it was one of the hottest days of the year? We walked barefoot on that subdivision road for a very long time so that by night, I had blisters on the soles of my tender feet. OUCH! Shoes hurt after that. Yes I remember that well but I also remember that when I visited their house, I always felt their love for each other and for me. I was delighted to see them all but sad of the passing of the sweet mother. Such a dear one. My life was better for knowing them.
There have been people I have met one time that I was encouraged by or cheered and they had no idea.
The list could go on and on. Many or all of you reading this blog can be assured that somehow you have most likely touched my life and made it better. Has all of life been warm and fuzzy? Shucks, no, I think not. Life is life and offers the good with the bad. I like to think, though, that the big God above dictates all that and I know He has life in His hands.
I, of course, am reminded of one of my favorite verses that gives me assurance....Romans 8:28....and you know probably that it goes like this but bears repeating often:
"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose."
So yes, I am counting the blessings today. Blessings of you...and you...and you....and you....."my" people. :)
:)
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