Truth

 Truth and telling myself the truth. 

I am the biggest disappointment in someones life. They regret me being in their life. I've had that cloud follow me my whole life. It can tend to drag me down. I can easily find myself deep in despair. This week has been one of those weeks.
It has been a rough week at work, I am missing connecting with my friends, therefore I am also missing other people speaking into my thoughts. So I took captive my lazy thoughts and took myself for a walk. To find the beauty in life. To see and hear the truth of God's love. Here is what I came across today...

Such a beautiful day. God has not left me. I am not alone. I feel sad. but that does not mean my life is sad. I am loved by the one who created the blue sky, red berries, green trees of all shades, seasons, cycles, browns, and whites. I am part of a much bigger plan. I have significance, even when I can't see my role just yet. I have the capacity to keep on loving those who are hard to love because I am loved.

yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...

The 23rd Psalm.

This passage that is so familiar, that more often then not, people tune it out as it is read. And more often then not you hear it at funerals. 

Truth be told it was read at my father's funeral, yet it wasn't until my mom passed away that the truth of this psalm grew roots in my soul. 

The year my mom passed away was also the year our marriage was breaking apart. News came in February, my mom passed away in June, more news came in June and by the end of July I was in such a dark spot that I began to weigh out the options of checking out early. I struggled against these thoughts for 7 months. 

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil. 

My God, the God of all comfort, The Christ who knew suffering, was my rod and my staff. He never left me. He never will. If you feel alone. Even if you are alone. Let me tell you about the One who will never leave you or forsake you. Dear hurting soul. This psalm is for you. Take it wrap it around your weary soul and rest. 

Z

 is for..

The Zaftig Zitella Zizzled!

Translation : The plump curvacious young woman Sparkled! 

 

Y

 is for Yellow bellied sap sucker.

Not only is the yellow bellied sap sucker a real bird. It is also a real insult, meaning cowardly. I though tthis was an insult from shakespearian days and I was drawn immediately to the sadness of missing out on our annual trek to Stradford ( blast you COVID). But as I looked it up it has far more references to Bugs bunny and Yosemite Sam than it does anything victorian!