Good Morning Readers!
Today I am freestyling and just writing about something that makes me happy. No research, no scare messages, no health or illness information, just plain ole what makes me happy kind of blog today. Its Friday and I choose to feel happy and childlike today.
Wanna know what really makes me happy? The belief in something greater than myself. It takes the burden of perfection away, it instills in me a sense of hope, a sense that I am so small in the world that I don’t have to worry about anything beyond the moment. That’s what it was like to be a kid. None of the adult worries about controlling everything and making something happen, but just living in the moment and taking it as it comes.
For me, the best thing that ever happened in my childhood was living with a very devout deaf couple named Gladys and Noah Fleming when I was 4-5 years old. They are both dead now. Noah went before Gladys. I miss them both. I remember living with them for a couple of years and learning about God, specifically about Jesus. Jesus is easy to accept when you are a kid, because you haven’t been so far from heaven that the mark of the Creator has been beaten out of you by the world and its evil nature. Being told by adults that Jesus loved me and singing those songs about how much He loved me seemed very simple and very comforting. I didn’t have a care in the world then; even though my world had fallen apart. My mom was too young to raise a child and I lived with 6 or 7 families by the time I had really spent any time with my mom at age 8. After Gladys and Noah, there was Hazel Haught with whom I spent two years. She died when I was 13. The first time I ever heard the word cancer. I still have the bible that she marked up for me. I cherish that book even though it is falling part. It has her handwriting and notes all over it. I think she knew I would need it later and prepared it for me. When I was a kid, I felt abandoned and alone, but there was Jesus. Gladys, Noah, and Hazel made sure I knew that He loved me. Now that I am 48 years old, I still know it. I have a lifetime full of His fingerprints all over my life. Only now it means a lot more to me than it did then as a kid. Making it to adulthood was solely because of a few good adults’ investments in me as the lost and lonely kid I was. Now I am old enough to understand that Jesus truly laid everything on the line simply because He loved me. I had no ability of my own to ever lay claim to a place in a perfect and holy eternal presence of my Creator. But my Creator loved me enough to send Jesus to be the link between man and God so I could have it all again. I can’t tell you how happy that makes me to know that God is always with me, even during my heaviest moments of adult-sized worry and stress. He is always there. He speaks to me every moment of every day as the Holy Spirit and I am never ever alone in this world.
Personally, I can’t think of a better recipe for happiness. The Holy Spirit is the cure for depression, for anxiety, for insomnia, for stress, for anything that steals my present and in-the-moment joy. What makes me happy is the relationship I have with the One who never lets me down and who never abandons me. I am truly grateful for the gift that Gladys and Noah shared with me. It wasn’t something my mom valued, so now you know why I loved living with Gladys, Noah, and Hazel.
If you want peace for yourself, come visit me at my office and I’ll be happy to share the prescription for perfect health and perfect peace. It’s the same one I use every day. I’ll even give you a copy of the love letters He wrote to us, for us.
I really did mean it when I advertised as a full service family clinic. It also means spiritual care and I can introduce you to the One who makes all things new again. Happy Friday! Happy Day!
To Your Excellent Health!