Sunday, November 12, 2017

A few thoughts

I can't believe I haven't blogged since February.  What happened? I guess life happened.  It's just easier to post pictures and I'm not sure anyone reads this blog anyway.  But I do like getting my thoughts out of my head so here we go.  

Does anyone else think this year went way too fast?  I mean this was crazy. 

I am struggling with a few things I guess because I'm getting older but I see too many wrinkles lately.  And there is a mid section of my body that is not going flat.  I can't remember things I want to say and I don't like crowds anymore.  HELP!!  

Speaking of crowds, I was traveling on Independence Blvd yesterday to get to my daughters house for my grandson's birthday celebration and the line of traffic for the Southern Christmas Show was miles long. When I finally got to pass by the stopped traffic waiting to get in and park I saw that the lots were already full.  This was around 10:15 am.  Where were all those people gonna park?  And even worse would there be any room to even enjoy the event once inside the Merchandise Mart?  Years ago I did love to go to the show, but I felt it was always the same stuff and SO crowded at times.  It took my holiday spirit away rather than encourage it. (Except for the Strussel) I have no desire to partake of that crowded mess anymore.  Bah!  

I am finding out that I am a lot like my dad.  He is a wonderful man and I love him.  But he can at times be demanding and kind of bossy.  I get frustrated with him when I go home to visit. and I don't want to but we just clash often.  And then it struck me, our personalities are very similar.  Oh NO, I am just like him! I am really going to pray about that!!  I love you Dad!  :(

My husband Tom is in Ecuador as I write this.  He is getting ready to head up to the village of Natawha about 16,000 feet up in the Andes mountains, and preach to the people of the village church.  I have been there before and absolutely loved that place.  So different from anywhere I've been.  Literally up in the clouds.  I am so proud of Tom.  I wish I could be with him this time.  

I have eight grand kids and am amazed at how fast they are growing and how my relationship is changing with the older ones.  It's sad but also very interesting to see them growing into their personalities and interests that God put in them.  They aren't all into me as they were when they were little ones but they do love to share stories, play ball and be silly with me.  I wouldn't change a single moment.  I look forward to watching them grow and become adults and see whatever the future holds for them.  

As for my daughters, I couldn't be prouder of each one.  They are amazing women, wives, moms and friends.  I see them doing what God has called them to do. I see Him working in each of their lives so wonderfully.  I am amazed that in spite of my mothering and the many mistakes I made with them, God has redeemed those errors on my part and turned them into blessings for me and for my girls.  I love you Sheila, Alisha and Emily.  Thanks for being you and loving me.  

Life changes as you get older.  It's not easy but there is a joy in it too.  I want to live in thankfulness. Attitude truly changes everything.  

Just remember as my pastor said this morning..."Every time you pray something happens. "  Your prayers are not in vain.  I hope you are trusting in Jesus!  

5 comments:

  1. This might be the very first time I have read your blog. I can really identify with the loss of the waist line, in spite of watching every morsel that I eat!! Oh well, we are not alone!!! I encourage you to continue, very inspiring and touching!! I especially love the little birdie on the branch! But then why would I?? Love you my dear friend, Linda Kuebler

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  2. Nice, Sharon. Enjoyed the read.
    Brian D. Boone

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  3. Thanks for sharing Sharon! Isn't the journey of life interesting? It's one where we realize more and more how blessed we are to let go and let God! Praise God from whom all blessings flow. Kathy W.

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