CONTROL AIN"T SO GOOD

I spoke to a friend earlier this week about the same age as me. He owned a house which he put up for sale under duress of no help to pay his mortgage unless he did something like get a job and get from under his debt. He is also a diabetic (not controlled) and is under treatment for depression. Realize he quit a good job, has no skills other than driving or lifting. So basically he is a candidate for the tumultuous nature of depression and meds to treat. Yet he has chosen the control of his family and their expectations rather than to set his own goals.What's wrong with this picture. He wonders how I did it, I owned a house and own one now, I was on a night shift and still went to church. I am always positive, What;s wrong with his picture is that unless he sets his own goals he will always always always look for examples he can be rather than to know himself. The view of himself will not be his but all those who are around him.My prayer is that he has enough courage to tell his family thanks but no thanks. And may God bless all of us in our efforts to be ourselves.

LET IT SNOW!!!

Thank you God for the snow You brought. It will help control parasites that were so prevalent last year, fleas, ticks, and other flying or crawling pests that hurt both us and our pets. Thank You for being the gracious and loving Father as well as being just and righteous. So many times we take You  out of the equation, but You are always there. And I thank You Father. In Your Son's blessed Name.

Blessings in disguise

Illness makes me feel sorry for myself. Until I start getting into the moment. And rest. Which is what I did this weekend. What makes me curious, why don't I rest when I am well? Probably because there is work to be done, but more, I think I am the only one who can get anything done. Now is the time to realize the world doesn't revolve around me at all. What a burden that releases!!!

New Year's blessings

So New Years came without mom. Without Dad. Without Larry. Without? No, Physically maybe, but not as long as I have photographic images and memorabilia I still have them. Is the house empty now that mom is no longer with me, maybe. There are definitely times that I expect to see her sitting in her bed or the big chair in the living room and she's not there. But for the most part I have occupied my time with playing the piano, with doing home work-outs, and with work in general. Her time with me was good it could have been better I am sure. But my one solace was that I provided for her so that she didn't have to do what to her was unspeakable, go to a rest home. She didn't need one. She was mobile, in fact the day before we went to the ER mom was walking around and laughing with me. She was able to feed herself up until she went into the ER and CCU. No need for a home and if she went to assisted living I would have to go with her. So as long as I could care for her here she was good. New Year's for me means freedom, but it also means that mom helped make that freedom. What I thought was pushing was pushing but it taught me to take care of myself. Controlling yes but all good parents can never get away from that. Even with a gentle touch.