Even though you know death is approaching, nothing ever can prepare you for when it comes. I am thankful for the peace and love of God during these times.
On August 7, we lost a great matriarch of our family, Verna Lee Edwards, my granny. I have always known that I come from a strong line of women, and these past two weeks have proven it to me in an even greater way. If you read Proverbs 31:10-31, you will see a glimpse of what kind of woman my granny was like. She was all of that, and so much more to me. There is nothing I could write that could describe how I am feeling right now, and how much she will be missed by all of us. It gives me great comfort knowing that she is gazing upon the beauty of the Lord right now and feeling no pain, and enjoying her eternal life with Papa, in the Kingdom of God.
You have left a great legacy in our family, Granny. I can hear our Father say, "Well done, good and faithful servant," as He places a crown upon your head. I love you forever and always.
"God has you in His arms, I have you in my heart."
This morning as I lay in bed trying so hard to go back to sleep, (because I know I need it) all I could feel was the pain in my stomach. All I could see in my mind was a big ball of yarn in multiple colors that was knotted together with no end, and no beginning. These knots represent so many questions that are going through my mind right now. Continue reading
I often do not know how to start out any post I write, and this one is no different. Well, actually, it is different. It is different because it is about my granny. My grandmother, or "granny," as we call her, has been given days to live Continue reading
I originally posted this to my Weight Watchers group, but I decided to go ahead and post it here too. After all, it is about my journey.
I have to admit, this weight loss journey has been a never-ending journey for me. Sometimes I get so mad when I don’t see the results that I want and it makes me want to give up. Why bother, right? Well, guess what? I’m not quitting. I am not a quitter. The number on the scale may not be moving downward, even though I’m steadily tracking now, and trying to be extra careful during this outage (working evenings is hard) I’m not going to give up. I’m old enough to realize now that this particular journey of my life will be an ongoing one and if it takes me more time to get to to the weight I was created to be at, then so be it. I am on a journey and I will see the destination that I going to. I am not defined by a number on the scale and it’s not going to beat me down. I am active and I’m eating better each and every day. I am proud of myself and that’s good enough for me.
Sorry for the long post. No, actually. I’m not. I needed to put this out there.
The other day as I was contemplating my struggle with choosing the right things to eat, and eating way too much sugar, I started talking to God about it…again. Only this time when I was complaining about myself to Him again, I heard something way down deep inside of me, and I decided to really listen. My conversation kinda went like this…well…. I say kinda, because I can’t promise that I remember everything word-for-word, but I do remember the most important things that were said to me.
Yesterday I went mountain biking and I made a big mistake! Now that the park is closing earlier, we were not able to park where we sometimes do at the trail head. We only had an hour to ride, so we decided to park at the bottom and take the connector trail up to the main trails that we wanted to ride.
Lately, I have been thinking about a time when I saw this flower that had been uprooted out of the ground, but yet it was still blooming. As I looked at the flower, I began wondering how it still looked alive, but yet had no way to grow and continue in life. I remember that I asked a friend in church what it could possibly mean if we looked at it in a spiritual way. I will never forget what she told me. She said, “Not everything has to have a spiritual meaning. It’s just a flower.” Continue reading