Author: lillmi

Blessings

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Today I asked my friend how she was doing.  She said, “I’m Blessed”.  I’m accustomed to hearing the usual… “fine, thanks”… “great, how are you”, and plain ‘ole “ok”. I can almost tell you who will respond in which manner because they are my friends and co-workers and we begin everyday in this manner.  With coffee in hand, we make our way to our offices and chit chat about the evening before or share the latest gossip… always beginning with “morning… how are you”.  And, responding… “great, how are you”.  The sentences never just end with talk about oneself, but express genuine  interest in the other person.  

Lately, more and more people have decided they need to tell me that they are “blessed”.   And not “I’m blessed, how are you?”… or “blessed… are you ok today”?   Just “blessed”.  Rather self centered, don’t you think? 

Do they do that to make me know that they have more money, a bigger house, or fancier car than me? Or do they say that to demonstrate that  they are closer to God than me… or, maybe, it’s  to make me feel like I’m behind in the newest lingo?

I always thought being blessed was when God looked down with favor. I guess I didn’t learn to tell everyone about it.  I was taught that it was rude to brag about our possessions or good fortune.  Maybe, if they answered that they were Blessed, but then expressed a little bit of interest in me…  I’d be blessed by their attention!

Happy Sunday Afternoon!

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Happy Sunday!

Sunday’s are hard for me.  The traditional side of me feels ever-so-guilty for not getting up early, donning a pair of hose and heels with any dress, “dolling up”, and making my way to church.

This empty-nester-mom, school employee and member of several organizations… is HAPPY it’s Sunday, so we can stay home in our pajamas!

Now, don’t think that I’m not excited to be with friends at church and enjoy the designated time of worship and praise… I just want to spend some good quiet time at home, where I can worship and praise… and sleep!

Who says I have to do that at Church?  Mom and Dad did… and I taught my children to go. I encourage my grandchildren to go… and my friends know that I feel it’s VERY important to be there… on time!

My week is filled with work (a lot of overtime), a retired husband, grandchildren, children, and lots of friends. I spend hours at meetings … working on projects that help those in need and raising funds for college scholarships.  Seldom do I spend time making jewelry, scrapbooks, or painting anymore.  Long baths with candles are few and far between, pedicures are only twice a year! Goodness… time seems to be scarce.

Spending time, at home with my love, enjoying God’s gifts of nature and the quiet is how I refresh and renew for the coming week.  It is my worship.

So, Mom and Dad…  I’ll keep feeling guilty on Sunday mornings. I think I’ll continue my private worship and be thankful that I have the freedom to do just that.

Hello world!

| lillmi

Hmmm… it’s raining out and it’s a delightful color of green.  The flowers are drooping with the weight of the rain – cat napping, if you will. Waiting for the sun to beckon their attention.

The cat is enjoying the rainwater from the bowl of flowers on the coffee table. I’m not sure why she prefers this water over the water in her own little bowl, but she does.  She’s been with me almost as long as my children.  She has her own place at the foot of the bed and on the end of the couch.

Today, she is sleeping most of the time… at the other end of the couch. And, I’m joining her in sleep… on my end of the same couch.  The rain is tapping on the skylights and we’re just cat-napping the day away.

Come to think of it… we match this day!