"I'm not sure what I'll write about tonight," I told Mom. "Maybe that's a good thing."
It's been a good day, a day when we rested and revived in the Lord.
We had a blessed time of fellowship and worship at church this morning. So many people wanted to talk; we were among the last to leave. A pleasant dinner at our favorite after-church restaurant, a good nap, even some writing on my book that's due in May.
I must be doing better. Writing is my lifeblood, but all I've written recently has been related to Jolene's death. It felt good to work on my story.
My cousin called from Kentucky. My son's former creative writing teacher called; she expressed her sympathy, then we talked about our common passion. Tonight I started working on a notebook of cards and notes we've received. So many people have expressed their support in so many ways.
I'm still tired; I owe a large sleep debt from the past few weeks. And tomorrow I may feel lousy again.
But for now, I give thanks God for a good day.
Mom brought me the following hymn which I'll share with you. It's from Hymns of the Christian Life, the hymnbook of my childhood. William Cowper wrote the words.
Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises with healing in His wings.
When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.
4 comments:
Hey lady. I'm sorry I didn't comment over the weekend. I read up on all your posts that I missed. The words from the hymn that you posted are just lovely. And to read that you're being able to do a little writing again...that's very good news. I certainly have no excuse not to write! I hope each day that passes will get a little "lighter" and that in time you'll be able to smile again. God bless.
Hi, Darlene. Read your interview on Chris Wells Blog today.
http://www.chriswellnovelist.blogspot.com/
God bless you.
Dear Darlene, I just caught up on your posts, and my heart is breaking. Jolene's treasures now include your tears, little pearls of wisdom and love.
In spite of your own pain right now, please know how much you are helping me a tough time. How glad I am to have met you in Blogville.
Hugs and prayers to our good and generous Lord,
Tanya
Tanya, thanks for stopping by and lifting me up in the midst of your own trials. God bless you, sister.
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