If we were having coffee today, I’d welcome you into my messy house and probably tell you to excuse the dust and cat hair. I’d tell you how grateful I am that the sun is shining today after too many rainy and gray days.
If we were having coffee today, I’d tell you I’m tired. Tired of doctors and specialists and procedures. And there’s more yet to come. Tired of neck pain. Tired of coughing. Tired of not getting any answers.
If we were having coffee today, I’d probably tell you that my youngest son is starting a new job Monday and he is very happy and excited as he will be doing more of what he wants to do and feels this job will be a much better fit for him (and one in which he feels he will be using his engineering degree more than he was at his last position). I’m so happy for him. I’d probably ask for prayers for him as he starts this new job and as he moves today because as you know, moving can be so stressful.
If we were having coffee today, I’d ask you if you’ve read any good books lately. I’d tell you that I’m still reading through Marianne Williamson’s book, A Course In Weight Loss: 21 Spiritual Lessons For Surrendering Your Weight Forever. I’ve also started reading Grace for the Good Girl: letting go of the try-hard life by Emily Freeman and A Dog’s Purpose by W. Bruce Cameron. I’d tell you I drive my own self crazy by having too many books going at the same time but that’s just how I am and I’ve always done it this way.
If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I’m struggling— struggling spiritually, emotionally, and physically. I’d tell you that I’ve started visiting churches and I’m way out of my comfort zone doing this. It’s very difficult for this introvert. I’ve attended the same church for 50+ years (since I was a child). I’d tell you there’s grief in trying to make a decision about leaving a church one has attended for that long— grief like I never would have imagined. So walking into other denominations that are well, so different than what I’m accustomed to is just hard. I’d tell you that I’ve grown up with and dearly love wooden pews and altars, church organs and traditional church hymns and I love liturgy and ritual and partaking in Holy Communion every week. So to walk into a building and see a live band with drums and electric guitars and singers up on a stage with all kinds of Broadway-type lighting and flashing colors, chairs instead of pews, and live-stream cameras in the back makes me feel like I’m fixing to watch a Broadway production instead of attending a church service. It feels irreverent to me. I don’t mean to offend anyone by saying that…. I’m just being honest here as it’s all so new and strange to me.
If we were having coffee today, I’d tell you that I’ve been doing
good great on sticking to my regimen of healthier eating—eating more fruits, veggies and whole grains and knocking out sweets and snacking, drinking lots more water, and cutting way down on portion sizes. I’m walking/exercising almost every day. I’d also have to tell you that the weight is not coming off like I think it should and I’m frustrated. And I’d be honest in telling you that sometimes I wonder why I bother and I feel like just going out and getting a big ole Shoney’s Hot Fudge Cake and stuffing it in my face. But I’d gain 5 lbs. from doing that so I don’t.
If we were having coffee today I’d tell you it absolutely made my day recently to meet in person my new favorite author, Robert J. Morgan. I purchased a copy of his new book, Reclaiming the Lost Art of Biblical Meditation: Find True Peace in Jesus, and he signed it for me. He was every bit as nice as I knew he would be. I’d share with you that I’m still slowly reading his book 100 Bible Verses Everyone Should Know by Heart but I’m not doing too good in the memorization part and it’s very slow going for me. I’d tell you that I’ve started a study of The Gospel of John and I pray for wisdom, knowledge and understanding every single night when I sit down to study John’s Gospel.
If we were having coffee today, I’d invite you outside to look at what’s left of my blooming irises, peonies and Clematis. I’d more than likely show you my mother’s old Fiddler on the Roof bird house (that’s what I call it- it has a story with it) and how excited I am that new bird tenants have moved into it and are raising a family. I’ve only had one other bird family move into it and lay eggs but a big ole chicken snake got both of them and their eggs. Hopefully, this little family will make it.
I guess that’s all for now as I really must get back to housecleaning. Thanks for having virtual coffee with me and I hope the rest of your weekend is great! Happy Mother’s Day!