All our days should be "joy-filled" yay days! But....that's not always the way it is.
If not yay words, there are words to help the seniors keep focused, especially when days have a way of running together---unfocused.
Yesterday's Thankful Thursday, for me, was one filled with pain. Lots of pain. Physical and emotional. I would have been dismayed had I not seen the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. (Psalm 27:13) My attitude of gratitude was challenged to the nth degree. But God....in His love and mercy, once again used friends in the faith, who knew nothing of my forlornness, to intervene.
First, high school chum, Doola's "long" text, in response to my "long" text with thx for her "winter 💖" card. Doola can lift my spirit with her art and words in an Illinois' second! *
Next a card from "northern" friend, Pat sent some smiles my way.
Then came a call from my 93 yr. old vibrant friend, Janice. Chats with her are always a treat! Her wisdom keeps me grounded.
Today began as "Frantic Friday until I was intentionally still! (Psalm 46:10).
Then it became Fri-Yay as I took a "hike" with 3 yr. old Jack, dug in the dirt with sticks, and I sang "Jesus Loves Jack" to him.
BTW, the poinsettia, a gift from "Master Gardener" neighbor Lynda, has graced my mornings at my kitchen window since December!
