It was my birthday, seems like just the other day...but it was in August; I had the best day, visiting with family and
friends from every corner of my small world...each one a gift...the sweetest day. My
children made all the plans and had more in store for me though out the next few days;
each one was a gift, as are my children and their children. I have
many blessings, all a measure of God’s amazing grace.
I just had surgery, seems like a life time ago...but it was the beginning of September; now I am nearly recovered, I was so well loved and cared for by my children and so many friends; all of them true gifts of comfort and all a measure of God's loving care.
October 1st was the first anniversary of my Dad's passing, he was a good man with a heart of gold, he was strong and honest, faithful and wise in so many ways...I miss him...he was a good measure of God's compassion and strength.
Soon... tomorrow, I am heading off to Ontario to enjoy a change of scenery, a change of pace and a change of habits...but mostly to enjoy my little family there, to see how much they have all grown and changed...to share a Thanksgiving meal and to give thanks for all my blessings; to take long walks with; to chat and to laugh. All of this a measure of God's never ending love.
Today, I am making a re-post of an old one; just over two years ago to be exact, because these are words I needed to hear again;
taking a proper measure of God's good gifts...
It was my
birthday today, I received notes from friends, old and new, words of blessing,
words of wisdom, love and encouragement...all gifts of the heart. I received a gift or two as well and maybe
one more...gifts of the heart and soul, in themselves gifts of God.
Years ago my
Dad gave me a gift of words, he told me once, when I was just a girl...I
was stepping out into the world and he said, ‘One step at a time Judy, first you
crawl, then you walk and then you can run...one step at a time.”
always loved that he told me that, that I have those words to fall back on, to
slow down and measure my pace.
Life is a maze of stepping stones, taking you in a
direction you should go. The trick is to
step on the right stones. When we first moved into this home, John made a
sidewalk all around the house; embedded
in the walkway are red stepping stones placed a certain distance apart... it is
hard to walk at a normal pace if you want to step on each one, each step has to
said to me the other day, be like a scale...balance everything, measure what is
but in order to measure something you need to have something to measure
against...hopefully it is something good.
Sometimes, I find that God gives you something, it is not
yours to keep, it is given in order to see what is possible, to see a glimpse
of what He has in store for you. It is
given as a means of measure, to measure all things against, to taste and see
and know and wait for it to come for keeps...for you. It is a gift.
Life is that kind of gift...wait
for it...God gives his children good gifts...I love that.
I will be measuring all things against that
gift...something good...a gift from God.
where I stand right now, I am on the road to enjoying life, stepping out and stepping
on stones...one step at a time, balancing and measuring good gifts.
and perfect gift is from above” James