This was the title of our Pastor’s sermon last Sunday. His closing remark was, “Let’s pray that we might be surprised by God once again. Amen.
I almost always close my morning devotion time with an added prayer that God will send me a pleasant surprise that day. Upon occasion the prayer is answered.
Recently, I wanted to give a friend a book I remembered reading a long time ago, “Become a Better You” by Joel Osteen, Pastor and author. My friend has enjoyed watching Joel’s TV ministry, and I knew the book would make her feel better about some problems she is facing at this time.
In the retirement residence where I live we often get book donations for our library. It is my pleasure to help arrange the books on shelves at these times.
Before I could get out to buy “Become a Better You” for my friend, it came my way via donation. You can imagine my surprise to find this book in my hands without having to take a step out of the building, or a penny out of my pocket.
Pastor Duncan’s sermon last Sunday reminded me of how much I love being surprised by God.
Ecclesiastes 3:5…a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
Hugging is one of my favorite things to do, and Covid has really put the kibosh on this life-enhancing activity.
A friend sent me a newspaper article, “Embracing the Virtual Hug” wherein the writer described all the different ways and means of the hug. It made me long for one even more; but that’s not going to happen anytime soon. Now I’m wondering how many others are missing their hugs.
That is why I’m sending out this virtual hug. Happy Sunday.
Hi Friends. Let’s catch up. It’s been over two years since we sat down to coffee together; I know…a couple of you prefer tea. It’s all good.
As usual, my question to you is what’s new and interesting in your life? Oh my goodness, you moved from the USA to Aberdeen, Scotland and had a baby girl shortly afterwards? How wonderful!
And you, my friend, sipping on your cuppa tea there; you had serious surgery on your back a few months ago and have been sidelined from your normal life? I do hope that complete healing is just around the corner for you.
You just celebrated your ninetieth birthday? Wow! And your husband celebrated his ninety-ninth? Double Wow!! Congratulations to both of you.
And you there, young lady, you’re telling me you started your own home decor and staging business? Good for you! You’ll be amazing at it.
Yes, I know this Corona Virus has the world turned upside down but Easter has passed, reminding us that miracles do happen. Until next time, let’s expect one shall we? Happy Tuesday.
I’m hoping everyone is coping as well as can be expected with isolation and social distancing. As for me, I’m in severe hug withdrawal, so am sending hugs to all my friends and family including the blogging world. Happy Saturday.
Although the world looks dark at the moment with all the closures, social distancing, dying, frustration, anxiety, etc., when I think of my family and friends and the closeness we can still share via social media it brings a smile to my face and hope to my heart. This little image is for all of you who light up my life.
Batting a thousand is basically a term in baseball where a player will hit the ball every time he/she comes to bat. It may also mean success in an endeavor when a goal is reached.
When blogging became my hobby in 2014 it was a means of promoting my soon-to-be-published book, My Precious Life. It was not my intention to continue blogging once the book was launched. However, I seemed to be ensconced in this writing habit and when the number of posts began creeping past the eight-hundred mark, it became my goal to reach a thousand.
This is it…my one-thousandth post on My Precious Life, the Blog.
It has been a fun journey and I have met many blogging friends along the way. Is there another thousand posts in me? Only time will tell, but now I know what it feels like to bat a thousand.
A few weeks ago a friend was diagnosed with stage four cancer. She was devastated to hear this news and became sad and depressed.
After many more tests and appointments, she began to hope that with the right treatment, perhaps it wouldn’t be as bad as it sounded.
And then the other shoe dropped. Terminal. The prognosis is a few weeks, perhaps months.
This lady picked up the pieces of what life she has left and began preparing to die. Her affairs are in order and her family, while being heartbroken, is comfortingly close and supportive.
In conversation with her, I am overwhelmed by a sense of respect, admiration, and inspiration.
Her family, friends and church family are praying earnestly for a miracle.
As she faces her second chemo treatment today, which will hopefully prolong her life beyond the prognosis, I am praying for her, and hope whoever reads this, wherever in the world, will also offer prayer for this courageous lady.
Sometimes it’s the little things that can put a smile on your face. For me it was seeing my first robin of the Spring on Thursday, and right on his tail, appeared my favorite feathered friends…the cardinal and his mate.
Whatever it is that puts a smile on your face, have a happy Saturday.