Interestingly enough, I wrote this post one year ago today...and as I re-read it today I was struck by how similar things are right now in my life. I haven't been doing much current writing because we have a guest with us this week from out of state...a woman who lost her husband very unexpectedly due to a heart attack a couple of years ago...a different woman than the one mentioned in my post written last year, but with very similar needs and sorrow. It seems as we age, we very sadly can expect this to happen to more and more of our dear friends. May the Lord continue to give us wisdom and compassion as we give counsel and comfort to those who are grieving.
Original Post 9/20/2015
It's Sunday afternoon and I haven't written anything new lately. Sitting here wondering about what to write...I need some new inspiration I guess. I'll be back later. Going to go take walk-about outside. Maybe I'll get some ideas. If I do, you'll see it here later. If I don't...this won't get published. Bye for now.
Okay, I'm back. Went outside...took a little walk with my hubby, tried to talk about "life" in general while we had a few minutes to ourselves away from the folks inside the house...but it was too hot to stay out for long...so he went back inside to watch football, and I sat on the front porch for a few minutes and decided to take a picture of the first thing that struck my fancy. Here it is:
What do YOU see in these pictures? Same view, just two different perspectives.
I'll tell you what I was thinking while I was looking at this view. Recently I was visiting with a friend who lost her husband to cancer a little over a year ago. It's been a difficult year for her in many ways. I won't go into any details or betray any confidences...but I thought to myself that I wouldn't want to trade places with her for anything. I looked at these trees and thought that the dead tree in the background is how my friend must feel...stripped bare, broken, and alone. Exposed to the elements without any shade to cover and shelter her from the storms of life.
The tall pine in the foreground is how I feel having my life-mate still with me. Alive and
strong, able to withstand the tempests that come and go, knowing that I do not have to face those storms alone...and so thankful to the Lord that that is the case.
In the second photograph you might notice the Sycamore leaves in the foreground. They are starting to change color with the upcoming autumn. Soon they will fade into a golden hue and then turn brown and blow away.
This coming week I will have a birthday...my sixty-fifth! (new note in 2016---that was last year. Gonna be a year older this year! Old age is creeping up on me). I don't mind telling you because it is a significant age. I am thankful to have reached this "great age" and still have my health...and my husband. I don't say this boastfully, but thankfully. So many of our friends our age have already lost a mate and are having to enter their "golden years" alone...something they never thought they'd have to do.
I didn't intend for this post to be depressing or sorrowful. But it is facing a reality of life. Our golden years are already upon us...and it is only a matter of time (and/or unexpected illness) that we, like those Sycamore leaves, will begin to fade, dry up and blow away.
Even the Bible tells us about this in Isaiah 40:6-8: