Saturday, May 25, 2013

When Bad Things Happen


Growing up, my mama took me to the little church in Penfield Ga. every Sunday and let me sit on the piano bench while she played (by ear) the old hymns such as, “Love Lifted Me”, “Softly and Tenderly, Jesus is Calling”, and “The Old Rugged Cross”. It was there that I was taught to believe in God. To believe that GOD IS GOOD. That God is a loving God.

That “Jesus Loves Me”.

I was also taught in early childhood to say my prayers before I went to sleep. Who doesn’t know the old childhood prayer..“Now I lay me to down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep..If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord, my soul to take.” I would say this every night as a child and then ask God to bless an ever growing list of family and friends! I did this faithfully, every night.

I was still saying it after I had grown up, gotten married and left home.

It was probably when I was in my mid-twenties that little seeds of doubt started creeping into my mind about God.  Those seeds of doubt continued to grow and plague me to the point that I was beginning to doubt what I believed in...

The very existence of God.

I love little children. If you want to get on my bad side, just be mean to a little child in front of me. Well, back in my younger days,  it seemed like every time you turned the TV on, there would be someone begging for donations and showing a picture of a little starving child in Africa…usually crying pitifully with flies buzzing around them. Then, the news would be about a little child being hurt or abused, and that would bother me so bad. Eventually my mind began questioning how, if God was indeed a GOOD AND LOVING GOD, and a MERCIFUL GOD…How could HE let a child starve to death or let one be harmed or even killed??

Why, even I, a mere mortal, and huge sinner, would never let a child go hungry or be harmed. This bothered me to no end. Instead of repeating my childhood bedtime prayer,  I began praying and begging God to just tell me, let me know why HE would let these things go on.

And then it happened .

It was after one such night of praying, that when I finally did go to sleep, I dreamed I was outside a sort of palace or Temple, walking down through a stone walk way lined with huge tall columns to the left of me. To the right of me was Jesus and He was answering all my questions! After listening to Him, it was like a huge jigsaw puzzle had finally came together in my mind. It all made perfect sense, and I had never felt such peace in my life. When He finished explaining everything to me, we stopped walking and I woke up.

For the life of me, I couldn’t recall what Jesus had told me. I did, however, remember parts of the dream. I also remembered that somehow life here on earth was all like a gigantic jigsaw puzzle that had all it’s pieces scattered on the floor, and until all the pieces fit back together, you couldn’t know what the whole picture was.

Now, this may have been just a dream, but I was left with a feeling of peace deep within my heart from knowing, even though I can’t remember exactly what it is that I know!

Crazy huh?

Oh, I still shake my head and cry right along with everyone else anytime there is a tragedy. or something sad comes up. 

The Bible tells us we can’t understand everything, “ because our minds are not like God’s mind”

 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.” 1 Corinthians 13:12

Remember the old gospel song, “Farther Along”?

“ Farther along, we’ll know all about it…Farther along, we’ll understand why…Cheer up my brothers and live in the sunshine…we’ll understand it all by and by.”

Though we may not be able to understand all that happens in this old world, I am sure that God is still with us.

He never leaves us.


Sunday, May 5, 2013



                                   My cherry tree

I have spent this day doing relatively nothing…and it was a good feeling!

I did walk the pups every time I could, when it wasn’t raining. Oh, and I did write out checks for the monthly bills. It is a chore that I hate to do, and yet I am so grateful that I have enough money to at least pay my monthly bills. I praise God for that and give HIM all the glory.

It rained all night here…heavy down pouring rain. I kept praying that my trees (that are right here beside the house) would stay firmly rooted to the ground!  Other than that, I love hearing the rain hit this old tin roof on my little house. Thank God I didn’t discover any new leaks today. More rain is suppose to be on the way, but the sun came out for a while this afternoon and it sure was nice. Funny thing is, I dreamed Friday night that Danny kept trying to get me in a little john boat at the river. It was one of those dreams that seem to last all night long and I was trying to tell him during the whole dream that I didn’t want to, but he kept on and on about it! HA! Maybe he was trying to warn me like God warned Noah before the flood!

I burned my hand this week from grabbing the lawn mower muffler and it blistered up pretty bad. (It also hurt like the blue dickens!) Today, I looked at it and all the blisters have dried up. Now if they will just go ahead and disappear, it will be okay.

You know, I fully believe that God forgives us of our sins when we are saved…but I have the worst time forgiving myself when I do wrong or make mistakes. I think I could lay out all the mistakes I ever did in this life of mine, and not forget a one of them…and everyone of them still are a pain in my heart. I have tried to learn from most of them though. Maybe that is why we try our best to give advice (needed or not) to our children and loved ones, because we have all walked down the wrong path a few times in our lives and can’t bare to see them do the same, because we know the hurt that it will cause them in the long run.

You know I have got to put some pictures of my grandbabies up here…


My little Willie was swinging with me the other day! He looks so much like his Pawpaw Danny when he was a little boy!


Wyatt and my pup Hallie. (You can ask Hallie if she has a headache and she will rub her little head!!!) You know, as much as little Willie looks like his Pawpaw Danny, Wyatt acts just like him!


My little Kenzie! Can’t wait to see what kind of personality this child has!!!