My Happy Heart

It is never too late to be who you might have been. ~George Eliot

Saturday, August 8, 2020

Grief Is So Lonely

I am learning things about grief.
We all grieve alone. All alone.

I am grieving for my lamb that is alive but ever so lost.

Nobody, but nobody knows MY grief and sorrow. Others love him, but their grief is theirs and mine is mine and mine alone. All alone.


Monday, April 20, 2020

He Gave to Me

April 20, 2014
Humbled by yesterday's encounter:
Homeless man: "Any spare change? I'm almost to a hamburger"
Me: (who usually says no thank you but thinks in other terms  ) "Hmmm....let's see" (while reaching in wallet and finding $2) "Oh, look, we got lucky!" (handing him the money.)
Homeless man: "Oh! Thank you! God Bless you! I will pray for you tomorrow..." (Easter)
Me: "Why don't you pray for me today?"
Homeless man: "Ok, then! I will pray for you today!"
Me: "Thanks..."
Me: (ineffective afterthought....and probably out of earshot) "God bless you."
Matthew something in the Bible says.... "Give a cool cup of water to someone who is thirsty, for instance. The smallest act of giving or receiving makes you a true apprentice. You won’t lose out on a thing.”
Yeah....but he gave to me.