My goodness, it has been over a year since I've written in my blog! You don't write one week, then the next, then the next, and before you know it you are so far removed that you don't know how to get back at it... then something happens and you feel the need to pour your heart out again. I guess it is that way with others, but it is definitely how it is with me!
Life has been wonderful and BUSY!!! Having time to myself is difficult. I'm on the fast train and I don't know where the brakes are! :-/ But I really have been so blessed! Something happened this morning that shook me though and I need to write about it... and how God blesses in the midst of it...
My sister in Louisiana was in a terrible auto accident this morning. She is in ICU with a breathing tube. She's had one surgery and is facing several more. Her hip is broken, her spleen was bleeding, her right ankle was crushed, her left ankle is broken, and something about her neck... I think it is also broken and she has a neck brace on... I don't have it all sorted out in my mind yet. Sorry. Anyway, she stayed up late visiting last night with her son who was moving to Ohio today, and when I say late I really mean she did not go to bed until this morning... And she and her husband share a car, so she took him to work this morning, fell asleep at the wheel. That is all I know. I am praying for her rapid recovery and for her to realize that God protected her from sure death and that He loves her and will help her through this time of healing if she will let Him. She is heavy on my heart.
I called the family, or what is left of the family, to let them know. While speaking to my brother in Indiana he started to reminisce about the good parts of our childhood. The fun parts... and there were some... He reminded me of how we always put on a Saturday afternoon show for the family. We were the oldest, so we led the other three in their performances. Sometimes I would be Cher, to his Sonny... I was older and taller! TeeHee! We would sing and make fun of each other and the audience thought we were great! Angie (the one who is now in ICU) would sing a little Tony Orlando and Dawn, Donna was in love with Englebert Humperdink (YUK!) and would sing to a picture of him, but Steve and I were the stars... He started to sing on the phone today... it was vaguely familiar... "my name is Michael, I've got a nickel, I've got a nickel shiny and new, I'm gonna buy you all kinds of candy, that is what I'm gonna do"... your turn, Debbi... uuuuhhhh.... it sounded familiar... it came back... "my name is Cindy, when we get married, I'm gonna have a baby or two, we're gonna let them visit their grandma, that is what we are gonna do..." Tears streaming down my eyes... I had forgotten the good parts of my childhood as I put to rest the bad.
God calls us to love. To forgive. But not necessarily to forget... Forget the hurt, don't forget the loved ones. Remember the good. Love unceasingly as He does. Give people an endless forgiveness and love... accept them as they are and pray for them to have God's best. That is our calling.
As I pray for my sis I realize none of us are perfect. We each have our good points and our not so good points. But I love her endlessly and will pray for her the same. If you get a moment won't you pray for my sis, and for your loved ones. God Hears. And sing along with my brother and I the song below. It is silly, but it will make you smile. Thank you.
Playground In My Mind
