As you know, we
have experienced so many changes and new opportunities in Fort Wayne. Sometimes when I awaken, I get up and just
look out my window in unbelief. The
newly planted hydrangeas are in full bloom.
A visiting hummingbird is outside my window hovering over a hanging
basket of pink geraniums. My cement guardian
angel sits in the middle of my shadow garden just as she did in Muncie. She brings peace to my soul as she did
there. I enjoy my backyard stuffed with hostas, coral bells, and pink astilbes tucked under the cedars. A gray and white glider sits in the shade of two giant burning
bushes beginning to glow. I enjoy the girls’
fairy garden embellished with their special rocks and shells they have added. Just looking at the fairies riding a frog and a snail remind me of the girls' cherub like resemblance. Hybrid lilies and recently planted perennials
begin their new life with me.
I awaken early
here. It is quiet and I ponder and
pray. I ask God to stay close and hold
Denny in his arms. I pray for a
supernatural favor and healing. I look
at Denny with new eyes. I feel a hard
knot in my stomach and wonder if our future will even be more different than
our new home, new church, new neighbors, and new friends.
This summer has
been constant changes of patterns, people, roads, groceries, doctors, homes, and
walking paths. However, I am walking
this journey with Denny. We are happy
finding our way around new streets, restaurants, theaters, and shops. With Denny's recent diagnosis of a tumor and infection, I wonder, what would
I do without him? How would I find my
way across this big city alone? It
creates a deeper need to cling to Jesus.
I am trying to gain insights to His plan; His message in all this change.
We sold our house in a day, bought another
near our son and daughter-in-law and granddaughters in two days. We purged, packed, and moved from our home of
45 years in 47 days. He gave us energy
and direction in all of these steps. I
know He is with us here and now. I am
learning to just live today. I thought I
knew how to do that, but now I just embrace each day intentionally. Some
mornings, life seems surreal; yet, I am sure God is here.
My walks in Foster
Park bring such pleasure as I pass people of different nationalities and hear
the bells playing familiar hymns. I
marvel at God’s beauty as giant trees shade me.
I walk through a path of yellow, white, purple luscious flowers and
become one with them. The path follows a
river that glides through the forest nurturing and watering the
vegetation. Ducks and birds of every
kind fly above. Rays of sunshine and
soft breezes remind me, “God loves me and all is well with my soul.” Selah
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