LIFE IN THE SLOW LANE

TODAY I WAS IN THAT LANE.  I managed to bathe, fold some towels to put away, have a very serious and very long conversation with my hubby, visit with daughter, and two grands.  I did some paperwork, took a nap, washed some dishes and researched on the internet. The TV never came on.  I took my dear sweet time on everything.  I was officially in the slow lane. No hurry.  I didn't get in the car at all.  No day trips.  Peace at HOME.

In the evening I fell asleep in my recliner.  Hubby kissed my forehead and said good night.  I woke later, washed some dirty dishes and couldn't fall back to sleep.  This will hopefully happen in a few hours.  Shall see.  

I have some Father's Day cards to address.  I can do that and read.  Working on the computer makes me sleepy like a nap cap.   

Making plans for the week-end already.  Father's Day and a son's 49th birthday are coming.  Not sure what I will do for Father's Day for my Hubby.  

My earthly dad and father-in-law are in heaven.  I miss them.  In my head I can hear their voices with bits and pieces of conversations we had years ago.  One person can make a difference in this world.  I look at my husband knowing he is my children's dad.  The years of when they were little is long gone.  I am looking at a daddy that is getting close to 70 years of age.  His beard is nearly all white.  The hair he does have on the top of his head is salt and pepper colored.  He has a stoop these days and walks with a limp.  We are getting older by the minute.  We best make the best of it.

FATHER's DAY.  I have purchased my HUBBY a new belt and a really neat coffee cup with his initial on it.  Think I'll fill it with sugar-free candy. I have a nice greeting card for him.  Probably take him out to eat.  He'll like that.

What does a person do if they do not have happy and healthy memories of a earthly father?  A thought shift can take place.  Rejoice in a Heavenly Father that cares for you and desires good things for you.  I have to do this even today as I need encouragement to carry on.  

I don't have memories of me climbing up into my daddy's lap as a child or being held by him.  I don't recall being told I had value and worth.  I was never told that I was pretty or looked nice.  I didn't hear that my dad loved me until I was about 34 years of age.  That verbal sound that resinated in my soul took a while to reach me.  I don't recall Dad telling me about God or Jesus or the Holy Spirit.  How to get born again.  That I was a someone worth saving.  I do my best to focus on the good things as best I can that did take place.  Think on the good qualities that my dad had.  If a father fails to give godly instructions, it's a tragic thing that may have eternal consequences.  I believe this contributed to being starved for attention and wanting to be noticed.

There are times I grieve of what I didn't have, but have to focus on what I did.  When those words of godly instruction were not spoken over you or to you what should one do?  Grab hold of what Heavenly Father has to offer with HIS PROMISES.  Amen.  

I'm thankful for being able to have a LIFE in the slow lane these days.  Even if you're able to be in the fast lane taking time to pause and focus on God's instructions will be a blessing.  Take a deep breath and travel on.  Embrace the moment.

~d