Pss.71:21 “Thou shalt increase my greatness, and comfort me
on every side.”
The End is Near ~ Part I
Yes, that’s right, the end of 2015 is so close I can taste
it watering in my mouth. After the tragic year I’ve had my tears have dried up
for now, I’m not sure if it is temporary or not but I’ll go with God in prayer
that He brings me out on the other end of a New Year!
My Christmas Eve was blanketed in grief and I realized how
much I missed my mother and my father. With Dad gone on to better horizons, I knew
the first Christmas would be the hardest but I had no idea my eyes had more
tears left to give.
We had gotten word that as Steven’s aunt was driving down to
Nebraska from South Dakota, she was run off the road by an eighteen-wheeler and
her car was damaged, she wasn’t, physically. He didn’t stop to render
assistance; he just kept on going. My goodness. My palm slapped my forehead,
then my hands clasped together as I thanked the Lord for the chance to hug his
aunt again.
I woke Christmas morning wanting to run to my mother and hug
her but she wasn’t here, she was back home in Baltimore. I had to go on with
this day and I knew I could make it; the one thing my father instilled in me
was strength, and I would do it for him if not for anybody else.
Christmas day I found myself surrounded by family. This was
my new family in marriage. Yes, they’ve been my family for 13 years now but
this year they became ever more important to me. Sure I’ve always known that
life can slip from our fingertips in the blink of an eye, but never more so
than this year when I was hit with three prominent deaths in my family.
The aunt that was run off the road told me how ‘young kids’
stopped to help her. Her wheel was pretty damaged but they got it running
enough for her to make it to Nebraska. I told her how I had prayed for her to
have a safe journey and asked my angels to look out for her. She thanked me,
she said “Oh they were there for sure!” At eighty years old you’d think she’d
throw in the towel and stop these long trips but not her; I know we’ll see her
again come Easter. She is one of the sweetest women I know! She reminds me of
one of the nuns I grew up with in Catholic school that have a cherubic glow
about them. That is her; she’s a Baptist, not a Catholic but she glows. Before
I left to come home she touched my arm and said to me, “Could you ask your
angels to watch me make the trip home?” She said that with such a warm gentle
smile. I told her of course I would! (But in all honesty, I think she has her
own angels surrounding her daily.)
I accepted the warm condolences of the family with watery
eyes but not a full-blown cry. The love felt so comforting. I know cards and
condolences have a special feel but a hug brings about a physical healing that
I truly needed at this time.
My Christmas was full of contentment, love, sharing and
caring! I’m not a person who brags and boasts of where I went and what I did or
what I got; I feel like God doesn’t care about those material actions, He cares
about what you FELT. Since God is LOVE, I was filled with love this Christmas
and that means I got everything I ever wanted and all that I ever needed.
While the end of the year is drawing near and I DON’T make
New Year’s resolutions, I anxiously await the calendar flip in earnest prayer!
It WILL be a better year! It may also be a year filled with death and tragedy
but I have the strength to push forward and move ahead and by God, that is just
what I’m going to do!
Praise be to God!!!
Isa. 49:13 “Sing, O heavens; and be joyful, O earth; and
break forth into singing, O mountains: for the LORD hath comforted his people,
and will have mercy upon his afflicted.”
