Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Okay, so much for wordless. How about a Wordy Wednesday? My 84 year old mom had to have emergency surgery a couple of Saturdays ago. My husband and I left SC to drive the three hours to get to the hospital in NC. The doctor prepped my dad and mom that anything could happen in surgery. Let's just say several of us in the family were scared.

Mom was already in surgery before we got to the hospital. The surgery was to take a couple of hours. We had talked to daddy who reported they had found the problem. We breathed a sigh of relief. But she still wasn't done with surgery. We pulled into the hospital parking lot and started walking across it. A hawk flew directly over us. Its huge shadow made me look up to follow it. Straight into the sun. As I shielded my eyes from the direct sun to keep watching the bird, I saw a rainbow around the sun. There was only a haze and I was floored. Of course, I had my camera in hand and took this shot.

But, oh the peace I had. I knew mom would be okay. And an hour later, she emerged from surgery, ready to start her recovery!

That rainbow was a reminder of God's love. And now I share it with you.

In Honor of My Dad's 87th Birthday

Today I have the distinct honor of sharing with you a message my mom Carolyn wrote about my dad Jim for his 87th birthday. May you be blessed by this as much as I have been. Mary

In Honor of Jim’s 87^th Birthday

By Carolyn Freeman

Jim never brought me diamonds, rubies, and pearls. Instead he brought the priceless jewels of integrity, wisdom, loyalty, steadfastness, faithfulness, stability, and faith.

Jim never carried me to a spa/resort. Instead he bathed me in his love, he soothed me with his comfort, and he massaged away the hurts and pains of my life.

Jim never encouraged me to adorn myself with fine clothes and the latest in beauty products. Instead he clothed me with acceptance and encouragement and sought my inner beauty.

Jim never bought me a luxurious car to preen in. Instead he looked for safety and dependability.

Jim never built me a fine mansion with fine furnishings. Instead he surrounded me with the solid walls of simplicity and freedom from pride.

Jim never used flowery words and fancy phrases to express his love.  Instead he conveyed the essence of true love by his whole existence.

Jim never sought recognition for a life of quiet devotion and quiet service. Instead he kept his eyes on the needs of others and gave himself to meeting them.

God brought blessings to me, his family, and many by providing us the gift of a Godly man to head our family.  We are eternally grateful.

Mom and Dad watching a sunset.

Eating North Carolina BBQ and listening to live Blue Grass.