Dear friends,
You'll never hear me complain about the heat. I reserve the right to moan and groan about the cold, so I figure at least I can be quiet (regarding the weather only!) in the summertime. The Northeastern winters are so long, and the summers so brief. When I open my door and it feels like walking into a pizzeria, I don't mind. It won't last. Before I know it the AC will be coming out of the windows and the electric blanket will go back on the bed. Time hurtles by. I'm in no rush to speed it up. Except in February. Good grief, that is one long month.
Now to the subject of the day. Before the events that brought this blog into existence I did not write every day. I really believed (and continue to), that the Great One wants me to keep pecking away on this keyboard every day until November 8, 2010. Now hearing God right can be a bit sticky. Goodness knows folks of much greater faith than me have gotten it wrong when trying to discern the will of God. Hearing God's voice takes time, faith and quiet. I mean, it's not a big voice from the sky, booming and unmistakable. I've never heard God talk in an audible voice. But the One and Only is a communicator, and at times we have to sort out what He means for us to do as best we can, and trust Him to clear away the obstacles, most of which come from within us. Fear, pride, distraction - and many other boulders can block the way. I'm still figuring this thing out as I go, so there are no great words of wisdom here. Only encouragement to say if we really are sincere in our efforts to do what we believe God wants, He'll take us there, step by step. And of course we do have the Map... a written guide that helps tremendously when the Holy Spirit is in the driver's seat. Anyway, I write every nite, and am so overjoyed by the people who still read these ramblings. But I say at the risk of sounding ungrateful (which I am not!), that I will continue to write until November 8th, whether anyone reads or not. This blog is a testament not to me or my family, but to God, and to all of you, who continue to be our dear companions through the hardest thing I have ever faced. That the Great One considers this story worth putting on paper is enough for me. And like I've said before, it's way cheaper than therapy!
All of you have something to tell. Some write it, some sing it, some build it, some say it: there are a gazillion stories worth expressing. We all need to muddle through and find what God has for each of us to communicate, whether we preach it in a sermon, or shine it with a rag, or bake it in a cake. There are a world of people who need our little light to help find their own way. And there's no getting too proud about it, because "every good and perfect gift comes from the Father...".
Every evening when I sit down to write to you, I ask God to help me. Some nights I have no idea what I'm going to say. But that's the great thing about doing what you think He wants you to do - He'll never leave you in the lurch. Like I've said, I'm not looking for a Pulitzer Prize. I only want to tell the truth.
The Smith's continue to heal and grow. November's chill has given way to July's balm. In more ways than one.
Your friend on the pilgrim road,
Loriann
Monday, July 5, 2010
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2 comments:
I look forward to reading you every morning. Frankly I hope you dont stop after the year is up!! I have two blogs I read and you are both like night and day. Both Christians but your out looks appear to be so different. With the other she finds the negative,and if something is going to go wrong it will definetly happen to her. She is also good with words so you hear her describe it well. I read her first to remember that God is in everything and that I do not want to become a complaining pessimist who relies on God. I then read you . and am encouraged. yes not all is well and you are honest with that but the overall attitude is God is in this and I have joy and hope in that. You helped me keep perspective when my husband was in a little cast for 4 weeks and our stove (just the oven) died the day before Easter and maintenance never got around to fixing it(not a priority) to yes get a replacement but only a scratch and dented one because they are cheaper. I prayed hard with that one and ended up with a new no dents or cratches(ON June 11!) but you helped me keep my whits when I wasnt feeling worthy only scratched and dented.
wow sorry for the rambling . Thank you for your everyday wisdom. Please consider writing still maybe not everday after the Nov. 8.
Praying for all of you.
Denise P.
Dear Denise,
Talk about encouraging, that's you! The everyday troubles of life seem to do a better job of "sanding us down" than the big traumas. Even though we experienced a whopper, I still get aggravated over the broken toaster oven... Thank you for your kind words. I'm so grateful the Lord of All put me on the "everyday" writing road. I've got a little project to do for one of the Stop DWI folks, and as usual, I'm dragging my pen... But I'm finding the writing is part of who I am. So how it will play out after November 8 I'm not sure. But I've got some thinking to do:)
Blessings to you and yours, sweet friend!
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