July always is bittersweet for me. I thank God for another year of life on the 2nd and remember my moms death on the 9th. It's been 33 years since she's been gone but the details are still very clear in my head.
Despite my efforts to move about happily throughout this month, I have a veil of sadness.
Through my faith I start to remember all the blessings my life has endure not all the disappointments. My remarriage to Cord, my children and the kindness they share, the grand children, reconnections with family members, times with close friends, and new birth.
When I really sit quietly before my heavenly Father, my daddy, I can make a list way too long for this space, of all the wonderful things my life has been. (I need to do this more often!)
Don't misunderstand me, I've had lots of disappointments too, but what good purpose is there in dwelling on them? As I told a grand child the other day, I have to ask Jesus daily to fill my mind and heart with things that will make Him happy. I'm a work in progress even at 56!
Faith is a Big thing!
