I am grateful for May 2018. I was at a God’s Girls retreat in Holbrook the last of April. While walking casually with some new friends I stumbled. The outcome was a broken nose, broken wrist and some bruised ribs. My dear friend Connie drove me back to Mesa (3-hour trip) into the arms of Norm. What a blessing to have him in my life for forty-three years. He took me to the ER and a cast was placed on my right wrist. My writing hand!
Thus, begins my May journey. Unable to write, but I could rest. I nourished my soul by reading my Bible, Guideposts and other spiritual books. I spent more time reflecting and praying for those I love. This May I discovered, I need to continue to read, meditate and pray more. An unexpected gift I received from Sue was my birthmothers Bible that her parents gave her for her eighth birthday. It touched my heart.
When I started deleting activities off my calendar, I came to the realization that there is a lot of busy work I don’t need in my life. I discovered I could wash my hair with one hand and let it air dry-doesn’t look bad!
I had time to wonder around the yard with Norm. We watched hummingbirds and enjoyed each other, the beautiful blooms of his desert rose, the hibiscus and occasionally a surprise bloom from a cactus.
My dear friend Boni, of 70 years was diagnosed with cancer and started chemo this month. That means she is spending the next six months in Arizona. She became my prayer project. I type weekly with my left hand, prayers for her and post them on her Facebook site. It has blessed her, me and the friends that are following her on this cancer journey.
I turned seventy and realized how I have been blessed with friends over the years. I have met new friends that feel like a new spring blossom. The Gardener knew when we friends needed to be in each other’s lives. On my birthday, there were the grandkids that ‘face timed’ me and sang a new version of happy birthday. What a joy. I wish I could reach out and touch them.
I discovered the days I journaled gratitude’s, I would be surprised by a blessing, like a wildfire that springs up when you least expect it. I enjoyed the blessings of May. It was a good time to rest, heal my broken body and be dazzled by God’s love and grace.
This blog was motivated by Jean Wise http://healthyspirituality.org.