Mondays. I love Mondays. Of course, I try really hard not to dread any day at all..they are all good! It's sort of like weather. I try really hard not to let my mood be affected by the weather...it's just well, weather. It changes all the time, usually quickly, so I figure, why waste time being upset by it. Plus, it's a great way to observe colors and textures of the clouds...or the colors cast on buildings, or rocks, or streets. Great opportunities to appreciate a different palette of colors and unusual sounds. It is a lie that Satan uses much of the time for us to believe that we have to always have 'sunny days' to be 'happy'--so, don't 'fall for that one, again'!
OK, back to today! As I've shared before, one of the things I get to do on Monday's is visit with a few ladies at a local assisted living place and talk about a book of the Bible. Right now, we're looking at the book of Revelation! (these are women that love God's word, and they love to talk about Him!)
When I arrived today, two of the ladies were updating each other on the general health condition of their mutual friends; some recovering from this 'fall' or others facing uncertain days with a new 'diagnosis'...both of them genuinely concerned over their friends' well-being.
One lady is probably around 90 was sharing about checking in on this one, or calling that one. It was inspiring, really...because she actually looks for ways to stay busy and help those around her that she can help! She also related that she sometimes gets scolded for 'helping too much'.
Then, she said something so great, she said: "I don't believe that you can spoil babies OR old people! You need to take care of both of them, so they know you love them. Because a baby is just sweet, but an old person will soon die."
Profound, isn't it? Just think what a different place our world would be, if people would just practice the things that matter most. Sharing love with those around us, by listening to them, or just being there.
And so, it was with this in mind, that I returned my grandma's phone call this evening...thinking that I'd talk to her for a few minutes, til she started repeating herself (!)...but then, I remembered what my friend had said, and just stayed on the line...and listened and talked for another 40 minutes--and laughed and laughed and laughed...Such a blessing. Such a blessing, indeed!
And, tomorrow, because of this profound advice, I'm planning to take some chocolate to my friend who fell a few days ago and broke her hip...
just because girls of all ages LOVE chocolate: it's good for the soul!
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