Monday, April 8, 2019

What if our blessings come through raindrops.

Dear Family,
            Rain, so much rain.  I want to complain, but rain is what makes things grow, rain makes life beautiful.  Seth loves the rain – it means he doesn’t have to mow the lawn.  I should love the rain, I know it’s a blessing.  Isn’t that how life is?  Sometimes dreary, hard, annoying things are good.
            I’ll admit I cried on church this Sunday.  Life got me down.  Someone had been mean to me.  I dreamed my cats Ripley and Jonesy came back and were getting along with Skyra.  I woke up to find that was not the case.  Also, I had to take this, “Real Age” test for work.  It was about as fun as having a 30th birthday.  The question that got me the most was, “In the past 12 months have you been recognized for helping the community?”  Rude!  It should be rephrased, “Have you helped the community?”  We don’t need recognition, we shouldn’t have to be recognized.  Ugh, although people do say, “Thank you,” so maybe I should have answered yes.  Another question was, “Do you like where you live?”  I do like Salem, this house, on the other hand, has that horrible garden.  Let’s just say I hate evaluating my life with impersonal questions.  Anyway – Sunday morning was hard EVEN though it was a most amazing, wonderful service.  I enjoyed the lovely testimonies.  I loved the songs and the sermon was fabulous.  I just cried the whole time.  So embarrassing.  Yet, friends, thank you for coming over and comforting me.  I feel loved.  I have a community here and I am so blessed!
            Bobby cooked two yummy meals this week.  He enjoys creating and is glad to do it, how fun!  Bobby also thanked me for helping out at youth group.  It was a wonderful time and even had my favorite – comedy gold!  In youth group, a youth announced that there was candy behind Bobby.  He said, “It’s Riches candy”.  Someone shouted out with longing in her voice, “I want Rich”. That brought a reaction. 
            I enjoyed walking with Bobby to find creatures I had been desiring.  Bobby knew where there was abundance! I loved sighting and catching those Pokémon ;-).
            Seth wanted me to remind him about a certain homework item.  I like that he was asking for accountability.  Seth is also OK with driving me everywhere we go now.  I am done with the hour to train.  I have taught him for 25 hours.  He will drive me to Seattle sometime this summer and he will have drivers Ed.  How exciting J Another driver in the family soon.  Seth also cleaned the bathrooms.  My parents had me do chores when I was young.  It’s only fair that I have my kids do the same ones.
            Adriel had a good Birthday.  She enjoyed your calls and cards.  She also didn’t move out.  Adriel has new rules that give more freedom.  She loves this.  Adriel did attack hug me the other day.  She ran away saying, “That’s my hug for the day – you can’t have anymore.”  It was playful and adorable.  I never imagined that I would miss my kids while they still lived with me.  A mother of teens told me this once when I had little ones.  She missed her kids and I thought that was ridiculous – she could just go hug them if they still lived with her.  Sigh – nope.
            Adriel was glad to get a scholarship interview.  She is doing things right.  Also, we had a meeting with our financial advisor – Kelly Denney is fabulous.  Even more fun, Adriel agreed to meet with her and discuss her financial future.  Yay for being willing to listen to good advice!
            I am editing a book about answered prayers for our church.  It is a blessing to record what God has done.  Psalm 78:4 says,
We will not hide them from their descendants;
    we will tell the next generation
the praiseworthy deeds of the Lord,
    his power, and the wonders he has done.” 
I am glad to do this, it highlights God’s work in our lives.
            May you also find that God’s work in your life is precious.  May you rejoice and be glad that he is powerful, alive and at work all around us.  May the beautiful flowers remind us of new life and that our pain is temporary.
Much love,


Cristy
           

            

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