Monday, October 20, 2014

Changes in me

In the past several months, I have had at handful of people comment on how different I've been lately--how much happier--full of joy--I've been compared to a year ago--even compared to six months ago.  I have to admit that on the one hand, it's good to know that people notice me.  On the other hand, it's sad that my depression was so very obvious.  And here I thought my mask was so effective.

That's almost funny.  

I asked a couple of the folks who have noticed the change in me if they know what has made the difference in my life and each person has answered--without hesitation--that it is JOY.  I have been reading and studying everything on JOY that I can get my hands on.  I spend my days focusing on what gives me JOY in life.  I read and re-read and memorize scriptures on JOY.  I talk about JOY and the JOY of the Lord in my Life.  And that is making all the difference in the world.

If you've been reading my blog over the past two months, you have an idea of the tragedies that have entered my life and that continue to be a part of my life.  It has been a long, difficult road of struggles wherein I am not so sure I traveled with any level of confidence or safety.  But in recent months, I have found myself driving a new, bright, shiny, PINK (because I love pink) car and it feels GREAT.

I have a long way to go in my journey to complete healing and a life full of COMPLETE Joy--a life where Joy fills my heart soul completely rather than mostly, but at least I know I am ON that journey and that I am on the right road.  I will probably still hit a few bumps along the way, but I have the tools to stay the course.  I can change my flat tires by praising the Lord as I work.  I can fill an empty gas tank as I dance with Joy.  I can get to my journey's end filled with Joy the Lord.  I can do this!

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

There is no Word

Don't you find it interesting how in the world of words, there are words for just about everything?  Including the pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.  Or a librocubicularist, one who reads in bed.
We have widow or widower for a woman or man whose spouse has died.

Orphan is for a child whose parents have died.  One doesn't even have to be a child to be an orphan.  One can be called an orphan even well into adulthood.

As a writer, I certainly love words and the power they hold.  I am fascinated by the fact that words can bring one to tears while those same words can bring one to laughter, depending on the presentation of those words.  

Anyone who doubts the incredible power of words has never given words serious thought and consideration.  It is simple truth that words hold power.

My point in writing the words to this blog is simply this:  if there are so many words for so many things that really don't matter in the grand scheme of things, why isn't there a word for a woman--a mommy--who has lost a child (children)?  Or for a child who is not an only child but yet the only living child?  Or for a man--a daddy--who has lost a child (children)?  Or for the grandparents who have had to watch their precious child suffer the loss of his/her own child--the grandparents' grandchild?  Or for the aunts and uncles???

Do you find that as odd as I do?????