Sorting again....

Cleaning...sorting....again....

The summer has all most gone.....half of June was spent sorting through my husband's things ...I  knew this spring that I was to leave July blank, open...I didn't know why , just knew...then God filled it just like He filled three years ago with my mother. I had saved August to help her recover from a surgery...instead she died three years ago today.  So instead of helping my mother recover, I helped my father recover as well as myself from her sudden departure.....we sorted, rearranged, cooked meals for the freezer, planned some events-85th birthday, talked , reminisced ...cried....laughed...

Now three years later I am going through his things...reminiscing, crying ...chuckling...we keep the oddest of things......I was thankful my dad didn't have as much storage space as my husband did...but still a chore....and when my children go through the things I kept , they will reminisce, cry, laugh also....

I read a book and  the quote--"she had avoided this room on purpose,,because changing this room, cleaning it, meant ----? -----was really gone....

Her heart broke in a million pieces standing there. Right now, she was tired of being strong, weary of being brave, and drained by having so much wrenched out of her life....

'Come unto me, all who are weary, and find rest for your soul....'

She could do this...it was time..."

This was fitting...for these last three years....but God was there all the time...thank you

Psalm 27. Of David.

1 The Lord is my light and my salvation—

    whom shall I fear?

The Lord is the stronghold of my life—

    of whom shall I be afraid?

2 When the wicked advance against me

    to devour[a] me,

it is my enemies and my foes

    who will stumble and fall.

3 Though an army besiege me,

    my heart will not fear;

though war break out against me,

    even then I will be confident.

4 One thing I ask from the Lord,

    this only do I seek:

that I may dwell in the house of the Lord

    all the days of my life,

to gaze on the beauty of the Lord

    and to seek him in his temple.

5 For in the day of trouble

    he will keep me safe in his dwelling;

he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent

    and set me high upon a rock.

6 Then my head will be exalted

    above the enemies who surround me;

at his sacred tent I will sacrifice with shouts of joy;

    I will sing and make music to the Lord.

7 Hear my voice when I call, Lord;

    be merciful to me and answer me.

8 My heart says of you, “Seek his face!”

    Your face, Lord, I will seek.

9 Do not hide your face from me,

    do not turn your servant away in anger;

    you have been my helper.

Do not reject me or forsake me,

    God my Savior.

10 Though my father and mother forsake me,

    the Lord will receive me.

11 Teach me your way, Lord;

    lead me in a straight path

    because of my oppressors.

12 Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes,

    for false witnesses rise up against me,

    spouting malicious accusations.

13 I remain confident of this:

    I will see the goodness of the Lord

    in the land of the living.

14 Wait for the Lord;

    be strong and take heart

    and wait for the Lord.