Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Well That's a "Fine Kettle Of Fish"

 On my way to  church Sunday morning I started to not feel well. I didn't stay for church but came back home and slept off and on until late this afternoon. 
As I was sitting in my chair I remembered seeing some wild flowers along the road from where I live. I need to start getting my strength back so I walked down the driveway and across the road and picked these wild daisies.
I love where I live. A 17 acre nursery  where Japanese Lace Leaf Maples and Dogwoods are the specialty. And this time of year everything is in bloom.
And every where are Rhododendrons of every color.
So I want to finish what I started at the beginning of the Memorial Day Weekend. I had said the weekend could potential be a hard one for me. But it wasn't. I went up to Willamette National Cemetery. Sad and somber but also It was beautiful. Saturday Joe's Horseshoe Club was having a tournament in Oregon City. It was so nice to see friends I haven't seen in a long time. That's two "Joy's"..... Sunday, I was looking forward to Sunday School and Church. I was disappointed that I had to come home, but it didn't take my joy away...because my Joy doesn't depend on what kind of day I'm  having or how I may feel. My Joy comes from with in. You may think "well where was her Joy when Joe died, when every time you saw her she was in tears?" The same answer. Jesus was right there beside me, he was my comforter, my strength my peace and my Joy.