BUTTERFLY AWARENESS DAY

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On a September afternoon long ago, I was made aware of butterflies.  I knew that God sent miracles on request because He loves us.  Today is BUTTERFLY AWARENESS DAY!!!  Thank You, God, for butterflies and the joy they bring.

In those moments where I’ve thought, ‘I need a sign,’ a butterfly appears, whether it’s a real one, an image on a T-shirt or a tattoo on a waiter’s neck.  – Roma Downey

I spent a week with my mom in the hospital.  On high doses of morphine for pain, she was blissfully unaware of anything, sleeping.  I sat and thought, “This is it.  I have to say goodbye now.”  I put Vaseline on her lips once in a while and tried to focus on a book.  I think I read each page about ten times.  I couldn’t think about what I was reading.  My mama was dying, and my life was about to change in so many ways.

Prayer:  The world’s greatest wireless connection.  – @JesusGraces on Twitter

You know, those phone calls you get at 3 am?  Those phone calls are never the Publisher’s Clearing House letting you know you won.  They are never good news.  No – and if someone passes in the night, what good does it really do to wake the family while they are sleeping and fortunately unaware of what has transpired?  Can this news not wait until the next morning?  At any rate, the phone call came.  My mother went home.

Her home going celebration was simple, as she wanted.  She was never one for fancy doings.  I knew what to do because she told me many times.  What dress she wanted to be buried in and what kind of flowers to order.  It was as if I was just carrying out the orders she’d given me.  I did it without much effort because I was so numb.  I tried not to think about the fact that I’d never get to have a talk over tea with her again on this earth.  I couldn’t think about that.  There would be time to grieve later.  Right now – details.  I have to attend to the details.  It must be right.  I had to make her proud.

At the viewing, friends and family were kind.  I just kept thinking I wanted to jump in that casket with her.  Dive right in there and go with her.  They frown on that though – turns out those caskets are made for one.  They don’t do twofer funerals.  So I moved on to plan B.  Wait…  what was plan B?  Oh…  well – prayer.  I prayed.  I prayed for a sign.

Dear God,

I am so sad today.  Would you mind just sending me a small sign to let me know that You are here and that you still love me – and that mama’s ok?  Thank You!  In Jesus’ name, Amen.

God answered that little prayer.  I looked up from praying and saw some turquoise blue butterflies right around the bouquet of turquoise blue hydrangeas I arranged in a large vase beside the casket.  I’ve never seen turquoise blue butterflies in Kansas before – and I have not seen them since that day.  It’s my very special sign from God that everything is alright – with me – and with my mom.

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Oh – did I mention that the dress my mom wanted to be buried in was a turquoise blue dress?  Did I also mention that turquoise blue was her favorite color?  And – all of my family and friends honored that sweet woman by wearing turquoise blue to her graveside service.  Yes – God made sure those butterflies were the perfect color.  Don’t even try to persuade me that there is no God – and that He does not care deeply for His children.  I know better.  🙂

 

 

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THANKS LIVING DAY 2

 

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PRAYER OF THANKS

I hit a brick wall today – or I thought I did. I’ve tried to get this new laptop all figured out – and in the process I got locked out of facebook and out of my blog! It’s devastating to a blogger when you can view a blog but not able to post anything! My frustration level was at an all-time high!

A couple of other little incidents just almost put me over the edge. I was honestly ready to throw up my hands and give up. Well, that’s basically where I had to be in order for God to help me. As long as I was stomping around and mad, He could not reach me. I had to be still and know that HE is God – HE would help me – HE would make a way!

What a beautiful way HE made! I have not lost a thing – but in fact I have gained yet another promising avenue of ministry in the process. Ah… I’ve prayed the prayer of Jabez over this ministry – and my territory has grown! Why does it amaze me so much when God keeps His promises? Why am I surprised albeit grateful, when God does what He says He will do?

I know you’ve heard this before, but I just have to say it one more time… God is GOOD… ALL the time!!! ❤

DAY TRIPPIN’ AROUND KANSAS

DAY TRIPPIN' AROUND KANSAS

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I see fewer windmills around Kansas as I get older. The new wind turbines are taking over. Sad.

 

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I see fewer windmills around Kansas as I get older. The new wind turbines are taking over. Sad.

 

Did you have a good Labor Day weekend? I hope you got the opportunity to do something fun and relaxing. We took a very nice road trip out West on Highway 54. There is not much to see out that way, but if you enjoy the wide open prairie with a bit of serendipity, the trip becomes more of an adventure. I like old windmills and decided to count them so I would not fall asleep in the truck. I only saw two which disappointed me to some extent. On the bright side, the wildflowers growing along the highway and the railroad tracks are beautiful! I especially like the little yellow sunflowers with brown centers.

We decided to stop at Greensburg to see the world’s largest hand-dug well. Yes, it’s their claim to fame. It was dug in 1887, completed in 1888 and was the main source of water for the city until 1932. The well is 32 feet in diameter and 109 feet deep. Having said that, imagine walking down the stairs to get into the cavern of it. Yes – stairs! No elevator – (you’ve been warned).

My husband works out every day at the gym and he was struggling on the stairs a bit. Well, I’d love to say I work out and go for “leg day” at the gym, but I would be grossly misrepresenting myself – um… it would be a lie. To be honest, at one point I thought I was dying, folks! All I had to do was listen to myself breathe to realize – I am out of condition big time! Going down was not so bad, but climbing back up was a real bear!!! I thought I’d have to set up residence at the bottom of that well! Can you imagine filling out a “change of address” card for the U.S. Post Office??? Location: Bottom of world’s largest hand-dug well in Greensburg, Kansas! Oh, Nice!

The good news is that I was able to navigate the stairs! I am still having almost no pain from sciatica and not using my cane! This is just wonderful and I don’t question it and I certainly don’t complain – I just rejoice from the bottom of my heart for this gift!!! Thank You, Lord!!! He’s so good to me!!!