I strolled around campus lake last Christmas Eve…and nothing would satisfy me more…than to do so, again, today!
I continue to be amazed at the speed that time travels. It seems like yesterday that I was walking the campus lake trail and pondering what the new year of 2018 would bring?
I thought of our new chancellor, Dr. Montemagno, and had high hopes for what he would bring to our campus.
I thought of President Trump…and prayed that the New Year…would be a good year!
I hoped that Mary Jane would have relief from her back pain and that the physical therapy would do the trick!
I was determined to stay dedicated to writing…and hopefully every day in 2018!
I knew that a Caribbean cruise was upcoming in April, 2018, and I was looking forward to it.
I reflected on how fond I had become of our Pastor, Janice West, and her dedication regarding speaking out on issues of humanity and compassion for all!
I thought about the fact that I had been retired for almost seven years.
I reveled in how much I have enjoyed retirement…and that there are not enough hours in the day for me to accomplish all that I want to do!
I reflected on the university that has been my second family and the department, Building Services, that I spent my entire career in.
I worried about Building Services and the precious people that are dedicated to excellence each day!
I considered what I could do to help the homeless…and those who have no voice.
During 2018 I discovered that there are many fellow church members that love our family and who have come forward to help us during Mary Jane’s back surgery. I have been a church member for fifty years…and I have never experienced the, demonstrated love and concern, that I have witnessed and felt, during the past month!
I have thought, many times daily, of my friend who had a significant health challenge…and her, wonderful family, who have been my friends for over twenty years.
Brody, our fourteen + year old Boston Terrier, has made it to another Christmas…and this is something that we did not think possible…last Christmas!
When I consider God’s blessings I accepted another nomination to the Session, which is the Board of Elders in the local Presbyterian Church. When I look around me, at the church, and see all of he hard working and dedicated members, I must try to give back…in some manner!
The woods is a comfort and a, secure, sign of the permanence of God!
We humans lives are as swift as a weaver’s shuttle.
‘ The Master Weaver’
‘Our lives are but fine weavings,
that God and we prepare,
each life becomes a fabric planned,
and fashioned in his care…
We may not always see,
just how the weavings intertwine,
but we must trust the Master’s hand,
and follow his design.
For he can view the pattern,
upon the upper side,
while we must look from underneath,
and trust in him to guide.
Sometimes a strand of sorrow,
is added to his plan,
and though it’s difficult for us,
we still must understand.
That it is he who flies the shuttle,
it’s He who knows what best,
so we must weave in patience,
and leave to him the rest…
Not till the loom is silent,
and the shuttles cease to fly,
shall God unroll the canvas,
and explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needed,
in the Weaver’s skillful hand,
as the threads of gold and silver,
in the pattern He has planned.’