I woke up, again, afraid of the day - and what it would hold - how much pain - how much sorrow - what surprises would shake me - rock me without warning today.
I finished my "morning routine (maybe should be mourning routine??), fielded a horrible phone call that turned out to be a scam, and Richard called on his way out of town.
As always, the sound of his voice, calmed the wreck of me that was recovering from the phone call. We talked about his trip - what time he would get there - how long it would take. He told me he got his oil changed and was on his way to pick up Mike - then they would be on their way.
The "normal" things stick out like parts of a relief map. They seem awkward but welcome. Will I ever have a conversation that doesn't include Greg - or death - or sorrow?
As I tried to escape the day (at least I can recognize it for what it is now), I turned on the television to watch a recorded episode of Oprah's Super Soul Sunday, which I sometimes like.
As soon as I turned it on, the man who was the guest was explaining to Oprah that he had learned that "Sufficient to the day is the grace thereof" - that God promises us grace for today - only.
I remembered Matthew 6:34: Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
I am hoping for grace - for today. I cannot think beyond,
Perfect love casts out fear I John 4:18
I'm so far from that, but I'm surprised at my minute-by-minute understanding of that verse.
God is good
I finished my "morning routine (maybe should be mourning routine??), fielded a horrible phone call that turned out to be a scam, and Richard called on his way out of town.
As always, the sound of his voice, calmed the wreck of me that was recovering from the phone call. We talked about his trip - what time he would get there - how long it would take. He told me he got his oil changed and was on his way to pick up Mike - then they would be on their way.
The "normal" things stick out like parts of a relief map. They seem awkward but welcome. Will I ever have a conversation that doesn't include Greg - or death - or sorrow?
As I tried to escape the day (at least I can recognize it for what it is now), I turned on the television to watch a recorded episode of Oprah's Super Soul Sunday, which I sometimes like.
As soon as I turned it on, the man who was the guest was explaining to Oprah that he had learned that "Sufficient to the day is the grace thereof" - that God promises us grace for today - only.
I remembered Matthew 6:34: Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
I am hoping for grace - for today. I cannot think beyond,
Perfect love casts out fear I John 4:18
I'm so far from that, but I'm surprised at my minute-by-minute understanding of that verse.
God is good
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