Thursday, May 4, 2017

National Widows day

Whoops. Somehow this got saved instead of posting yesterday.  So anyways, yesterday was national widow's day, not today.

Today is national widow's day. Isn't that lovely! Who makes a day for widows?! Who wants a day for widows?! I don't want one that is for sure. I don't even like the word widow. All I can think of is a black widow spider. Ewww and Yuck! And yet, as I shared my consernation with friends they managed to make the day one filled with joy instead of angst. I came home from work to a home filled with delicious cupcakes, my favorite strawberries, a BEAUTIFUL blue hydrangea, and all kinds of delightful gifts. The card was my favorite, filled with love and encouragement. Thank you ladies! You made a day that started with sadness be filled with joy and thankfulness instead.

I watched a video today about Psalm 23. It talked about what green pastures were like in Israel. How the 23rd Psalms descriptions of green pastures were actually little tufts of grass along rocks that the sheep had to walk to get every few steps. He described God not providing a lush meadow full of grass where you could stay in one place and eat forever, but instead a meadow where there was grass just enough for that day. I liked that. Jesus, Our Shepherd,  wants us to depend on him, walk along with him, and be satisfied with just what he provides for this day. He will worry about tomorrow and the needs of that day. For today he asks us to trust him and walk with him.

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths for his name's sake.
Psalm 23: 1-3


2 comments:

  1. I really like learning about the Bible background stuff. Thank you for sharing. So true, He gives us what we need when we need it day by day!

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  2. Honestly... why does there even need to be a word for a specific population of individuals in grief??? And a day to celebrate it? Who knew? So weird.

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