Today

Its a nice day today here. I have been working on the house, I baked a turkey and just finished the gravy. Cooking gravy my way is a long hot process, but oh man... it is so rich and thick!
This is an old post of how it was done.
Kids just shut off the t.v. and the Daddy man will be home soon.
I Love him so much. I have been thinking a lot the last couple of days about what a great friend I have in him. We are such a team in life. The feeling and experience of privilege that comes with being a team with him is so secure and safe. We have worked a lifetime together. Looking forward to our continued partnership is so dear to me. I am touched by the reality that we have this great love between us. Even with all the challenges and trial we have known we are for each other. I am so in love with this man. My friend and partner. We are working hard together to make life work out.
I was reading in the book of James today...He is a good man. How many suffer with men who shame them and disgrace the family. How awful it would be to live like that. I found myself all but crying at the thought of it. So many hurt do deeply.

Two days ago I had a time of loving prayer, and I was reminded of an event that happened many many years ago. It was the day before the death of an amazing woman of God. I was told to visit her and I did. At that visit I was involved in a lengthly discussion with a man who had had a stroke. It was such a joy and I was naive and in my joy I told his wife of our talk where upon she raged in my face. It was a hard lesson learned.
It was what that man said to me that flashed in vision before my face.
He said..."Who will come when you leave?"
I remembered the event and the wonder of Grandma passing that night knowing she was going home to her Lord.
I dozed back off to sleep and dreamed of visiting a nursing home and placing my hand on the cheek of a face with oxygen on her nose. then I awoke.
I told the Lord Here I am...
Today I called a woman in missions at church and told her.
She gave me the number of a daughter of a 102 year old woman who she knew would love a visitor.
I called the daughter telling her of this.
I will attend a visit to dear 102 year old Emilie tomorrow at 1 p.m.
I will see what is before me as I walk into what I am to do.
It is the widow and the orphan who cry alone.
The worse thing I have ever known in my life is that utter aloneness.
It is a prison of isolation that deprives one of the truth of their existence.
This is a prison that we can set free those who have need for a simple reminder that they do exist. That their existence does matter.
Their breath is not a void but a gift.
My heart reaches out to the widow, widower and orphan.