Well, I turned 59 yesterday. Funny, I don't feel any different than I did the day before. Some people dread birthdays but not me. I love them and want to have as many as the Lord will allow me to have. I had a very pleasant, enjoyable day in the company of my husband. It was great to hear from each of my children--all three on the same day! I'm a blessed woman and grateful for each and every precious day I get to be here.
I have to confess though that I spent a good many days thinking of my mother leading up to this birthday. You see, she was just one month past her 59th birthday when God called her home. I wasn't there to see her off and have regretted that to this very day. There will be a great day of reunion someday though-- with me and my Momma-- and that thought makes me very happy! There will be other reunions but I especially look forward with great anticipation to that one!
Life is so full of joy and pain--love and loss. I cannot comprehend how one lives a life without an anchor. The Anchor. I speak of Jesus. My Rock and my refuge. It is only in Him that I find balance to the days that my life consist of. To God be the glory!
Dear friend, if you happen to find yourself in need of an an anchor, a refuge, a rock, a hiding place, I ask you to consider Jesus.
Blessings of peace & all that is good,
"The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold."Psalm 18:2