Walk With Me Jesus!

Ever hear the old saying 'some days you get the bear and some days the bear gets you'?  In my recent past I had experienced the part about the bear getting me (and getting me a lot!).....and I felt I was beginning to spiral down into another one of my 'famous' depressions.  I didn't want to go down that deep well again, but sometimes things happen and you find yourself in the midst of darkness....

During this strange, dark time I still said my prayers and I thanked God for all that I did have as well as the lessons I was learning.  I don't know if I prayed anything differently one night or maybe God had a little more time to listen to me, but I had the most wonderful dream.  I dreamed that I was in a very beautiful land with palm trees and beautiful blue skies and I was walking with Jesus.  Yes, you read it right.....I was walking with Jesus and I remember saying to Him it must have been awesome to hear Him talk to the masses when He walked this earth.

And here is the kicker.....He replied that, yeah it was pretty cool back then...and when I turned to look at Him, there were 2 very bright suns shining down.....I guess it was the Father and the Holy Spirit. Anyway, when I woke up the heaviness of my impending depression was gone and I felt truly, truly happy....happier than I have been in years.....

So now I hold onto that dream... it is a beacon guiding me every step I make and every breath I take every day....

A friend once told me that when you dream of Jesus it is not a dream, but a vision.....and you know it was so real I like to think that I really did take that walk.....

The Long and Winding Road

O.K.  So now it's time for some nostalgia......I recently attended the wedding of the son of a long time girlfriend and former neighbor.  It was one of those garden weddings where absolutely everything was perfect: perfect weather, perfect flowers, perfect hair.  All members of the wedding party looked like they could have been part of a portrait by Norman Rockwell, you know like the ones that graced the covers of the Saturday Evening Post magazine.

I remembered this groom as a small child toddling around the Court (Rock Spring Court, that is....great neighborhood to raise kids) and wondered just where did the time go....

But that is life....children grow, marry and then have children of their own.  Within the blink of an eye, we're all suddenly looking at faces in the mirror and wondering who is staring back at us.  When did we become our mothers/fathers?  When did our hair begin to turn gray and when did the crow's feet appear around our eyes?  Ah, such is life!

Strains from the song 'Sunrise/Sunset' rang thru my head as I listened to the bride and groom recite their vows to one another....yes quickly fly the years....

Time, won't you slow down a bit....not for very long, but for just a moment....please?

Toes in the Water...Ass in the Sand!

What is it about spending time at the beach that really re-charges your batteries?  Is it the laid back atmosphere; is it the reduced stress level or is it the time you can spend with yourself?  I have to admit I experienced all of these last week when me, BFF and BFF's granddaughter had 7 wonderful nights and 6 glorious days at Panama City Beach in Florida.

Although our time began during a torrential rain storm with rain the next couple of days, it was the 'getting away' part that excited me the most.  As many of you know getting to a beach from Louisville, Kentucky is not a quick trip (12 hours in the car!) but once you see God's magnificent ocean it is well worth the 'windshield' time spent.

What did we enjoy most?  Well, our first night there (in between rainstorms) we watched a magnificent fireworks display over the beach from our balcony while sipping Margaritas... or it could have been the $60.00 in cash found laying next to my car when we decided to go out and grab a quick bite or  maybe the early morning coffee on the balcony while watching the sun rise....so many good times crammed into those 6 days.  Our last nite was spent drinking a bottle of sparkling Asti wine on the balcony while recounting everything that had happened.  We laughed and laughed until we cried, broke more than a couple of moving violations (we were out-of-towners after all) and totally left all of our cares, stresses and worries 642 miles away....

So many thanks BFF and little BFF for helping to make wonderful memories to help keep us warm during the cold Kentucky winters.....

Do it again next year?  You bet!