Oh give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good! Just returning
from an amazing time in my home state of Tennessee. I stayed at my oldest
sister house who happens to be 10 years older that myself. She cooks (fry) the
best chicken in the world and the best cook EVER! We had all the normal
cultural foods, i.e. candied yams, turkey and dressing, macaroni and cheese,
greens, cranberry sauce, chess pie and pound cake. Food was so delicious we got
up next morning for breakfast and ate more. However by dinner time the
following day we were tired of that kind of food so she fried chicken. (I don’t
fry chicken often anymore).
We had a grand ole time as we had guests, some I never met,
and one lady was sad because she was reliving experiences of her Mom and her
Mom had passed away, so she needed some alone time, but when she rejoined the
circle she enjoyed us sharing our childhood experiences, and we were laughing
so hard our sides were hurting. Some of
them returned the next day to hear more childhood stories.
Got some bad news the following morning after Thanksgivings
day that a young man that I had known since he was age 6. I have always prayed
for him and thought about him and I remembered that November was his birthday
and remembered that he turned 30. Well, that young man passed away according to
the information that I received. That hurt so badly. That was on my mind
throughout the day, as I was grief struck. I am not so super human that I think
I believe that I am NOT supposed to grieve, because the scriptures does not say
that, it does say, we don’t grieve as those who
have NO HOPE, but we grieve, and we should grieve our losses, that is
one way we won’t get stuck into that pain.
My heart goes out especially to the parents of this young
man, as it is unnatural for parents to bury their children. No, and we can’t
get accustomed to it, but we can encourage them to hold to the promises of God,
that He said He would never leave us nor forsake us, and God is a promiser
keeper, I KNOW firsthand.
This months I have had so many unexpected things to happen
to me, and will probably will be sharing about them here soon. Meanwhile, I
never realized how much JOY it is to serve. Yes, become a servant. I realized I
worked in Federal Government for 40 years and hired in 1965, we were called
Civil Servants, and we didn’t like it, yet, we gave World Class Service, well,
I did. I understand now it’s an insult to be called a servant. Therefore, I am saying it loud and clear, I
am honored to be a servant of my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and it is my
desire to honor Him in all that I do…with EXCELLENCE. Serving at Northville Christian
School with some of the most gracious/kind/patient teachers blesses my soxes
off. It is a JOY to serve there and to clean up after the children, while I am
passing thru the aisles, I am asking the Lord, what child need special
attention today? Who and what do you want me to pray for a particular child
today? Sometimes the Lord will just tell me to smile at a child or say
something kind to them. When I leave NCS I am on such a high. It’s something
about serving others that thrills me. I guess it could be, you can’t spread
sunshine without getting some of myself.
