A sign that spring is back. The crocus plants are about to bloom. 3-1-2019 Perryton, TX
These crocus plants helped my stomach flu more than anything this morning. I know that Spring is just a breath away. Cold winds, and freezing rain will soon be gone for a long time. Lots of work has to be done, but I think I can handle that if the sun is shinning. The birds were having a party in my back yard, but I chose to post the crocus plants instead of the bird party. This 55 degree weather without any wind is enough for anyone's party. However, I'm not rushing my time for being out doors. Been sick too long. I had to miss the funeral service of a good friend this morning because of my constant coughing. My heart was there, but my body stayed home. Perryton said good bye to another one of it's best. The memories will live on.
I'm thinking about the short life people have on this earth. One hundred years is short when one reaches the age of 85, yet not many live to be a hundred. Why are we here in the first place? Why did trouble, and pain, worry, fear, insecurity, heartbreak, plus many more painful pitfalls have to follow us all the years we spent on earth? Why after all of that we still do not want to give up our lives, nor do we want to give up our loved ones? These are some of the mysteries of God that the bible tells us we are not suppose to know. That still doesn't stop us from wondering. It is a daily fight for most of us to keep some of these awful things off our minds. Without God I could not handle some of these unbearable sorrows. Why then do we struggle with keeping our bodies healthy, and keep making plans for the future time here on earth? Mentally I spend a lot of time with my deceased loved ones, and then I have to cry my heart out when I leave them. Yet I am not ready to join them. “Oh! Merciful God, how great you are to comfort me when I am grieving so badly.” I will trust you even when I am sick, and cannot pray long prayers for others. I will make them short, because I know you judge our hearts, not our works or our failure to manifest in our normal way.
I do not want to be one of those whom the minor prophet, Amos, mentioned in his writing to the children of Israel. Amos 4:11-13. I have overthrown some of you, as God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah, and ye were as a firebrand plucked out of the burning: yet have ye not returned unto me, saith the Lord. Therefore thus will I do unto thee, O Israel: and because I will do this unto thee, prepare to meet thy God, O Israel. For, lo, he that formeth the mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, The Lord, The God of hosts, is his name.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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