My brother bought a camping trailer a while ago as he wanted to head south for the winter. Unfortunately, he has been hanging around here longer than expected for various reasons. A few days ago, he towed the camper up to my parent’s cabin in the mountains to try things out and pack it for the trip. Again unfortunately, it snowed while he was there. When it came time for him to take off, my brother found himself unable to drive his truck out of the steep, slippery gravel driveway. After another day the snow did melt down some, but he was still leery of trying to pull the camper up the winding snow packed dirt road. He and my dad called one of the neighbors who lives there all year and has a lot of experience in winter travelling. The neighbor gathered up some others and they met my brother at the cabin. After some discussion, they decided that the truck and camper probably could in fact make it out. My brother was able to get up out of the driveway and hitch up the camper. The neighbors then drove before and after him as he made his way carefully to a main road. He was very happy that he had the suggestions and support from people who have been in similar situations. He is now at my parents with his camper safely close by. It stared snowing – a lot – today. We were all very grateful that my brother was able to get out of the mountains before he got completely snowed in.
I Found God today in very helpful neighbors.
Helpful Neighbors
Faith Stronger Than Fear
During the past few days, the events around the world – particularly in France – have left many again in fear, wondering where and when the next terrorist attack is going to be. Today at church, the scripture readings were very relevant for what we – the world – are experiencing. The readings from Daniel 12:1-3 and Mark 13:24-32 both talk about signs pointing to the “end times”. It is easy to look around and think that we are all headed for a fall – that things can’t get much worse than they are. It is easy to lose hope. The pastor explained that when both scriptures were written, many groups of people were persecuted and oppressed. The readings were meant to bring hope and reassurance that the life we live right now is temporary. Jesus Christ Himself said to be watchful of terrible things happening, but that the angels will gather up those who follow Him. The pastor mentioned the attacks in Paris, but also the other that happen in Syria, Baghdad, etc. Some people face fear every day in very close proximity. He also talked about the fear we have in our lives here with illnesses or other struggles. He ended with the line, “Let your faith be bigger than your fear.”
I Found God today in a reminder to continue to trust in God, grow in faith, and not be afraid.
Meaningful Song
Today my sisters came for a visit and we went out to lunch. I have a habit of praying before a meal, even at a restaurant. My sister told us a story about a time when she went out to eat several years ago. A large family was there and before the meal, they all held hands and prayed. After a bit, one of the little girls started to loudly sing, “God Bless America”. Other patrons spontaneously joined in. Then some of the waitstaff lined up in front of the large fireplace and sang along too, some of them with their hand over their heart. My sister’s voice broke and she was very emotional as she told the story. It made such a huge impact on her that she is still moved by recounting the event. My other sister and I had tears in our eyes as well. Later I thought about one of the video snips I saw from the terrible events in Paris last night. As people were exiting the soccer stadium, they were singing their national anthem. It is amazing how a meaningful song can bring large groups of people together. It affects them and those around them and can unite people in a unique way.
I Found God today in the realization of the meaningfulness of songs.
Many Well Wishers
So, I turned another year older today. The well wishes started last night when my son, who is in a time zone 2 hours ahead, called at 12:01 his time as it was officially my birthday. That was clever. The morning my mom and dad sang “Happy Birthday” to me. I thanked them for making me and told them they were pretty smart in doing so. As the day progressed, I received phone calls, cards, texts, and messages. It made me very happy that others would take the time to connect. Later in the day, my parents and I watched the movie, “The Way” with Martin Sheen. I had seen it before, but bought it recently and wanted to see it again. The movie is about a man who traveled the The “Camino” – the Way of St. James. It is a route from France through Spain ending at the Cathedral of St. James. I was glad my parents enjoyed it, even though it is pretty emotional. All in all, it was a pretty great day.
I Found God today in celebrating the way many people reached out to wish me a happy birthday.
Support and Encouragement
I was happy to talk to 2 good friends today. I really should make a better effort to connect with them more often.
Today was a friend’s birthday, so we got on the phone and talked up a storm. She lives quite far away, but I saw her briefly over the summer when she was attending a conference in a city nearby. We haven’t talked since then, so we had a lot of catching up to do. I told her about the adventures with my parents and how happy we are that they both are doing well at this time. Her mother was treated for cancer a few months ago and was recently told that the cancer is gone, so they are celebrating as well. We talked about siblings, mutual friends, work, struggles, and spiritual awareness. Somehow she is always able to help me think of things in a different light.
I also talked to another friend who moved away about the same time as I did. I was pleased to hear that she is doing well and is very happy where she is. She is able to spend time with old friends and family. She is even helping to take care of 2 young children who bring her tons of joy. Recently, she volunteered to be a lector at her church. I am grateful to talk with her about helping to take care of my parents, as she did the same for many years. She always has encouraging words for me.
I Found God today in supportive and encouraging friends.
Veteran’s Day
Today is Veteran’s Day, of course. I looked at all the tributes people shared recognizing their loved ones. I read a couple of prayers that were shared to honor all those who served and still serve our country in the Armed Forces. There were pictures of friends and family in uniform, sentiments from some who visited memorials, experiences of those who participated in reunions. One quote that stood out for me was, “Real heroes don’t wear capes, they wear dog tags.” As I thought about all the people I know who serve or served in the military, I realized that they are a group of the most selfless, caring people I know. The majority are still humble servants who continue to do what they can to help their fellow human being. Coming from a military family, it was part of the lifestyle to move often and not always know where my dad was. But we experienced a broader sense of the world and community. My dad put his life plans on hold to serve in the Air Force. My mom certainly did not anticipate all that is expected from being a military wife. But through that, I learned the meaning of discipline, commitment, and perseverance. I am grateful for all I received and continue to be blessed with due to the contribution of my dad and all who serve to keep the rest of us safe.
I Found God today in remembering, honoring, and praying for those who sacrifice for the greater good.
Birthday Box
Yesterday I received a birthday package in the mail from my son and his family. I wanted to open it with them, so I waited and we were all able to video chat tonight. My grandsons each made me a birthday card with their cute unique little touches. But they both made sure to include my age – that was important. I opened the gifts – framed school pictures of the very handsome two boys and an adorable picture of my baby granddaughter. As always, it was great to be able to interact with them all via video chat. The baby was even genuinely interested. We got to see all the shenanigans from the boys, talk football, and see and hear the baby “talking” to her mommy. They got to see my parents – my son’s grandparents and the kids’ great-grandparents. It brought joy to us all.
I Found God today in connecting with far away family.
Stray Dog
Tonight as I was flipping through channels on the TV, I came across the PBS Independent Lens series. It was called, “Stray Dog”, and the first scene was a man sitting on his front porch grooming a small black poodle. Thinking it was a story about animals – perhaps this person rescues dogs – I kept it on. Much to my surprise, the “Stray Dog” was the man himself. He was a Vietnam Veteran and the hour and a half show was a snippet of his life. Of course I have heard about PTSD, the brotherhood of vets, and the plight of the vets at this time in history. But watching this one person’s life gave me a whole new appreciation and empathy for them. This man struggled desperately with guilt, anger, and rejection. But at some time, he got help and continues to work through. Not only that, he works to encourage other vets to find the help they need. There were also several times when he would participate at funerals and veteran events, even if it just meant showing up. At one point he and a couple of his friends tracked down the mother of a woman service member whose funeral they had attended. She was surprised and overwhelmed by their efforts. She shared that she had a grandson who also recently lost his life in military action. The men prayed with her and directed her to a group she could connect into. The “Stray Dog” was a large man who rode in motorcycle clubs wearing his heavy leather vest that was strewn with patches and medals. But inside he had a heart of gold. If I saw him on the street I would wonder what kind of life he lead and likely come to a snap judgment. Watching the show helped me to try to change my thinking and to try to honor our veterans – especially this Veterans Day.
I Found God today in learning more about the struggles of our veterans and seeing how 1 person can affect many.
Visit to the Craft Fair
My mom’s sister’s birthday is coming up. My mother has been browsing catalogs and the internet for that just right perfect gift. She (and I) like visiting craft fairs, but it has become very difficult for her as she cannot walk a long distance. I had been perusing the craft fairs during the weekend and found one that looked promising. A friend has a wheelchair and said that we could use it at any time, so we called her up to arrange the pick up. I loaded it up in the car and off we went on a new adventure. We got to the fair to find a rocky gravel parking lot. The 2 handicap spots were taken, so I asked the man who was working the fair if it was ok to drop my mom off at the entrance and then parked the car. He said of course and came over to give us a hand. He helped my mom out of the car while I unloaded the wheelchair. He must have had experience, as he knew just what to do. I parked the car and met my mom at the entrance. The fair was in the community center of the small town. We used the handicapped entrance into the building, around the corner, and through the doorway. We were met with tons of people, crafts, and tables filling the small space. Most of the “aisles” had enough room for the wheelchair and one small person to pass through. I told my mom to just look at the items for sale and not to worry about maneuvering around the people – I would look out for that. It was challenging to say the least. We were not able to see the entire fair, as some places were so small and packed that we could not even get in. But the majority of the people were very nice, patient, and considerate. My mom did find a nice gift that she thinks my aunt will enjoy. As we checked out, one of the ladies thanked me for bringing my mom in. They realized the difficulty we had, but appreciated the visit. We spent only about 1/2 hour at the fair, but that was enough. My mom was exhausted from the venture by the time we got home and I was weary as well. All in all, it was a pretty enjoyable new undertaking. We got my mom out and about, saw some interesting items, managed to make it through all the obstacles and I think it was good experience.
I Found God today in being able to get my mom out and in all the considerate people we met along the way.
Gardens and Gratitude
My sister loves plants. At one point she even considered going into horticulture as a career. Not surprisingly, she recently became a member of the Botanical Gardens. They had a special tour set up for new members today and she invited me to go, but I have been hesitant to leave my parents alone for the day considering all that has gone on. My sister has also been going through a difficult time and been very stressed. Yesterday, her husband called and suggested that he and my brother come for the day and do some things around the house while I go to the Botanical Gardens with my sister. It sounded like it would work out for everyone, so we made it happen. This morning, I headed to my sister’s, and my brother and brother-in-law headed to my parent’s. My sister and I had a wonderful day. The sky was a clear beautiful blue, the air was chilly, but the sun was warm. Many plants had frozen already, but there were a couple of buildings that housed those from warmer climates so there were still some flowers to look at and smell. Back outside we found several different types of gardens, some with water falls, and trails that went every which way. It was very serene – just what we both needed. Back at my parent’s, my brother and brother-in-law installed some railings along the 2 steps leading from the garage into the house. They also helped my dad install a grab bar in the shower. Everyone was glad to make the home little safer and grateful that everything actually did work out very well.
I Found God today in the thoughtfulness of my brother-in-law, the consideration and work from he and my brother, the beautiful day enjoyed with my sister, and grateful that everything worked out nicely.
Still Finding God 