I headed for the library tonight with an armful of books when I saw a UPS (United Parcel Service) slim package stuck in the door jamb. I’ve been setting a box outside for UPS because I think the little store that accepted UPS in our town went out of business.

After many days of seeing the box on our porch, my husband asked the legitimate question, “How long are you going to leave that box outside?”

I placed it inside the doorway a few days ago, tucked out of the way. The UPS guy always rings the doorbell; I’ll catch him when he drops something off, I thought.

We get the church parcels at our house if no one is there and they seem to get more deliveries from UPS.UPS Drivers Never Turn Left, and Neither Should You | Travel + LeisurePhoto from: http://www.goodsearch.com/search-web?utf8=%E2%9C%93&keywords=free+family-friendly+images+of+a+UPS+truck

I’ve been looking outside whenever I hear a heavy truck go by. We tend to receive items from the USPS (United States Postal Service) – some even delivered by UPS to them first.

The man with the big brown truck either didn’t ring the doorbell or I was in a noisy room and didn’t hear the rumble of his engine or the chimes.

I got instantly angry. Got in my car and drove slowly down to an intersection and the cutest child waved and smiled. I waved and smiled back and the anger lifted.

Earlier today I misunderstood my husband when he said something and I admit it, I snapped at him. I apologized immediately and he said, ”That’s okay. I know you’re in pain.”

I softened like a marshmallow about to be added to a gooey crisped rice cereal treat.

My husband is easier-going than I am. There are times when I’ll tell him what a great guy he is and he’ll tell me, “Yeah, until you’re mad at me again.”

What can I say to that? 🙂

I notice my emotions stay on a more even keel when I get to bed at a decent hour, eat as healthy as possible, read the Bible and pray earlier in the day, get my work done, exercise and see people.

We have a bakery in town and once I bought a bagel and a cup of tea. I told the lady I actually came in just for some human contact.  Photo from: http://images.search.yahoo.com/yhs/search;_ylt=A0LEV70_9H9ZNX8AlOdjmolQ;_ylu=X3oDMTBsa3ZzMnBvBHNlYwNzYwRjb2xvA2JmMQR2dGlkAw–?_adv_prop=image&fr=goodsearch-yhsif&va=free+family-friendly+images+of+a+bagel+and+cup+of+tea

A disadvantage of writing is that it’s a solitary pursuit.

The baker stopped mid-stride to the back room and chatted for just a minute, which suited me fine. People can be so kind.

I hope you’re doing well. I go back to Physical Therapy tomorrow for aches and pains. My heart goes out to folks with chronic pain. A friend of mine deals with that and she prays and uses humor to cope.

May God bless you.


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  1. I know my mom wrote a journal a lot when waiting during her chemo. After she passed on last year to be with Father, my aunt took all the journals. I was not able to get back to Texas, so once again, Father has taught me to let go of even the sentimental things in this world. Most of the rest of things (babies books, pictures, etc.) were all dumped or sold to a second hand store when the estate company handled things. I felt those momentary feelings of anger and loss, but I heard a voice in my mind say…”Do you really need those things? Let it all go and just focus on me because you won’t need any of those things here with me.” I processed it over several months and hope that my aunt reads the wonderful things mom wrote. Maybe mom’s sister will yet be saved. It’s not easy walking through the tempering of some emotions especially when in emotional or physical pain. But Father does make is less difficult if we just embrace his way and let go. I remind myself all the time…be as cheerful a spirit as I can, praise and thank him as many times a day as I can. I want to enter into his gates like King David…with praise and thanksgiving, even when it feels hard sometimes. Blessings and healing to you my sister in Christ. I do pray every day for all of us in the body. I will not cease my petitions.

    • Thank you for your prayers. I’m glad you were able to work out the loss of the journals and other memory holding items. That’s a hard thing to deal with.

      God is good to us and able to help us in so many ways. I was reading a notebook I keep with words from the Father, hoping they’re from God. When I go back, sometimes I know I heard him clearly and other times I realize I missed it. Anyway, last month I began to have a pity party and I felt as it the Father, sternly yet lovingly said, “Enough.”
      I stopped immediately and thanked Him. A pity party is not a fun place to be. lol
      God bless you, sister-in-

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