I loved yesterday. It to me it was the perfect end of the summer day, sunshine, cool, with the wind blowing choppy waters at the Cottage by the Sea.
What a difference a day makes. Sunday as I was leaving, “Don’t you just love a bargain?” a monsoon hit. My friend brought the car to the door and in that three yard sprint I thought I had jumped into a cold pool. Literally soaked from head to foot. When we got back to the Cottage turning on TV presented more problems as the forecast was for more storms including watching the sky for possible tornados.
For some unknown reason, Saturday night I did not sleep well so coupled with the weather I decided to head for my house feeling safer there. As is so true with stormy days, the sunset was astounding as I watched it from my home. No storms, just a wonderful sleep filled night. In the morning I returned to my Cottage by the Sea with a sense of renewal.
The sense of renewal caused me to ponder a sentence which had been running through my mind all weekend --- Bad things happen to Good people. Not particularly profound but more that I had several calls and visits on Friday each containing some profit of doom. It was just one of those days.
An update on a man, I still think of as a kid as he spent many hours at my home in his teen years. A guy with a great sense of humor, silly and fun to be around. A good baseball player with his life in front of him, he suffered a stroke in January and now is almost a vegetable with family hanging on every movement hoping for improvement. There is little.
Next a mentally retarded, now woman, whose quality of life has never been anything, has breast cancer. Her father, alone in the world, was told by the Doctor, a mastectomy might give her a “quality of life” to which he replied, “She has never had a quality life, but I cannot let her die.”
My neighbor came in for coffee to announce the Doctor’s can do no more for her brother who is dying with the big C. He is in his fifties. Needles to say she is heartbroken.
Later in the day a friend stopped telling me about her niece in rehab and another family member abusing drugs, then on to a friend who is suffering the effects of chemo. Trying to kick the mode of the day, I went shopping only to run into a friend who just bought her husband home from open heart surgery. Ok enough already I thought as I drove home.
It was then that the sentence instilled in my head, playing over and over and over. Bad things happen to Good people!!!! My heart aching for each.
There was a common thread among each as I finished talking with them, “Pray for them, please” or “Add them to your prayer list.” I have and I do and I will.
How does this tie into my “sense of renewal?” I began to think of all the discussions about religion….. All the opinions about Christianity…..and all too clearly I saw that God cannot stop what happens to each of us, but he is here to pick us up, hold us close, and to soothe our souls.
Suddenly as I prayed for each of my friends and for all (and we all are) going through some trauma, give them peace and strength to go through whatever lies ahead…. I felt extremely sorry for the non-believers. I will take my “something” to “nothing” any day.
Just musin from my Cottage by the Sea where another glorious day has arrived.
© 2011 Musings by Marilyn - 8/23/11
