No matter what we do or where we go, He is there.
I’m reminded of the words from a popular song a few years ago:
You can spend your whole life building something from nothing
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway
God is great, but sometimes life ain’t good.
When I pray it doesn’t always turn out like I think it should,
But I do it anyway…
Do it anyway.
I wrote about the time my family took off without me. That experience was over eight years ago and since that time I’ve had hundreds of similar stories to tell. But, in the telling, please understand, I do not feel they should’ve stayed behind. That would have been detrimental for them. They needed to move forward. As Wordsworth said, “Come forth, into the light of things. Let Nature be your guide.” That’s been my educational philosophy since training to become a teacher. And, as a teacher, I could not squelch their opportunities to learn because I was unable to “tag along.”
I thank God their father had (has) the energy to keep up with them.
Yet, at the same time, I would’ve liked to not be left alone.
(Can anyone say, conundrum?)
I spent quite a bit of time devouring books, watching inane television, and snipping fuzzballs.
Yes. Snipping fuzzballs.
Somedays it’s too hard to move, but my hands need something to do. I’m just made that way. I need to keep busy. But, when my body won’t cooperate and needs rest to, hopefully, move the next day, I must choose an activity that won’t burn up too much energy. I started with the afghans and then moved on to some sweaters. It does allow for a feeling of accomplishment to see a pile of fuzzballs on the nightstand and a sweater that appears almost new, at the end of the day. 😕
It’s not much.
But, it’s something.
I’ve kept myself “busy” to have some sense of accomplishment.
Even something as silly as snipping fuzzballs.
It won’t make much of a difference in anyone’s life.
And it may be eccentrically OCD…
But, I do it anyway.
God is great.
He remains close beside me.
Even when others must move on…