My day has not exactly
been exciting, but I did make it to the Center for lunch. After a
quick trip to the grocery store I came home, and have done nothing
since. The past few days I haven't even been going out in my yard
because the mosquitoes tackle me the second I walk out. I'm not sure
why, but while I worked out in Chuck's yard not one of those little
devils bit me. He lives about a quarter of a mile from me. All of my
neighbors are complaining about the mosquitoes. I don't even go to
the alley to empty my trash without putting on long sleeves and,
spraying repellent on my face and hair. I might be ready for Fall to
arrive more than I thought after these evil little demons have made
me an anemia. That's about all I can think of to complain about
today. I have far more things to be thankful for than to complain
about. “Forgive me Lord.” At least I am not having to leave my
home because of hurricanes. What a terrible time some people are
having to go through in North Carolina. My heart goes out to them.
Already some have lost their lives, and the storm is not over yet.
How dare I complain about a little mosquito.
I think that more than
reality things, my worse enemy is imagination. With all the free time
I have anymore, and the old age to go with it, I am constantly trying
to understand the God that created it all. When I was a new born
Christian many years ago, the Holy Spirit spoke to me through God's
Word telling me “It was not meant for people to understand the
mysteries of God.” I have stood on that teaching all through the
years, but in a slower pace of life it becomes harder to dismiss all
the questions that come to my mind. I can, and I will by the grace of
God. The second most important teaching the Holy Spirit gave me is
“Trust Me, Trust Me.” That trumps all others. How about, “Love
thy neighbor as thyself,” “Abstain from the very appearance of
evil.” “Seek, and ye shall find.” Just a few of the first
teachings I was given when first becoming a child of God. Now I have
the time on hand to imagine a lot, and I am thankful that I have that
talent. I believe it is healthy to think deeply, and even put some of
our thoughts on the debate table, but not to the point of arguing.
It's called creative thinking, and sometimes it makes for a good
laugh. Something none of us can have too much of. I also think that
before Jesus there were no laughs, but after He came and died for our
sins, our life became more like pleasure than sacrifice. Let us never
forget that great sacrifice He made for us. I believe if we will try
to find more time to visit, and laugh together, our pain will become
less real.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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