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Daily Diary Day Three~Not Really Alone

12 May

My Take

DiVoran Lites

It’s three-thirty in the afternoon. “The Swan,” from, “Carnival of the Animals,” plays on my Pandora streaming radio. Bright pinwheels on the fence send shards of light past the open French Doors into Author, Poet and Artistmy office-family-room-kitchen. Staccato sounds fill the air as a heavy-duty staple-gun blasts into terrazzo floor, pinning down a new carpet in the house across the street, a woodpecker hammers on metal, and a cardinal sings his spring song, tu-tu-tu.

So far, this has been a great day, though when I awoke this morning I felt that I wasn’t going to be able to stand another two weeks of Bill’s absence. I woke up wondering whom I should call. What should I do in order not to be lonely? All my small worries came flooding in like wind and rain from a big storm. Bill has been gone a whole two days in which I have not significantly spoken to anyone except him on the phone–long distance.

I dragged myself from the bed, put on my at-home clothes, fed the cats, made coffee, and sat down for my quiet time. It needed something extra today. Should I write out more scriptures? Vent my worries? Read from, Streams in the Desert, which is my go-to devotional book for hard times? My iPod was near so I connected it to my tiny round speaker and began to feel better the second the music started. I picked up a fun and funny book I have that gives prompts of things to draw and writes and tells about what special month or day I it is. I hadn’t read the two introductory pages to April yet, so I chose that.

I liked a picture of an archway with a blue door, bright flowers, and a dog. Oh well, I’d take the time to draw it, and then get serious with journaling, praying, reading. Watercolor paints and water-soluble

Up Into The Light by Melody Hendrix

Up Into The Light by Melody Hendrix

pastels lay nearby so I chose some. The pens beckoned. Before I knew it, color flooded the paper before me. That painting finished, I began to look into some of my others. This one needed something, that one would be useful for something else. The morning passed in happy contemplation of things I could do with my favorite pastime.

And here is something else—a new thought to me. I don’t have to have one favorite thing, because of course I love painting, writing, being with friends and family, all the movies I like are my favorites, all the books I keep and read are my favorites. My life was expanding and at the same time, I was having a wonderful time.

I have beaten the blues for today. But I have not been alone for one minute. God was with me all along. For this day, He didn’t want me too serious, but uplifted, and encouraged. Not once for the rest of the day did I give a thought as to who I ought to call or what I should do with my time. The day took care of itself. What a wonderful freedom not to have to worry about it anymore.

“I can do all things (or nothing much, if that’s His plan) through Christ who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13) and “In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus.” (1 Thessalonians 5:18)

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