Sometimes, it feels like yesterday, I was at High School or my kids were babies and as I try to work through the pain, I think where did time go.

I am not in any way ancient; my body is just a bit cranky. Especially with this weird weather, here it is still coldish, then we have a warmer day, the air is thick, and my asthma goes nuts with all the spring flowers.

So, when the cold comes the joints start to get cranky, but I think of my father and when he says, it is for but a time.

I have known over my life, this fact, things happen to teach you something or make you rev up and take charge and speak the word.

Nothing is given in anger, nothing is to hurt us, it is to give us a lesson we would not have learned, understand, if I have not had all the training in the world. I could not empathize with you today.

Yes, it was very sucky, and it left a dent, but all dents can be worked out, if you let the banging and shaping to take place.

Remember he never gives us more than we can handle, and I for one feel blessed, because the more I am limited by things, the more time I have to stop and talk to people and share, to spread a smile or a joke.

Like today, when I go out, I feel like, how would Jesus act, what would please my father today, on how I treat a situation or how I share a smile. A little bit of love shown, to me, feels like a fog, going out and covering the land.

As I sit here at 2am in the morning, I cannot sleep but I feel like I need to share, I feel the need to write and write well.

To me it doesn’t matter the time, but when he needs me to do something, I’m on it…

Love to all and sweet dreams