I had so many things I wrote down as they popped into my head. Things I wanted to share with you.
I should know better.
Not only do I lose the notes, but storing anything in my head is like throwing something down a well.
I don’t even hear the splash.
So, I just sat down and said, “God. Tell me what to write about.”
I heard “endure.”
That seems to be a theme this week for me and so many others who have responded to my recent messages.
Endure in the dictionary is defined as, “to hold out against; sustain without impairment or yielding.”
I am smiling as I write this because endure and sustain are so much a part of my life.
It goes along so well with my idea of “enough.”
To endure pain, loss or suffering, all we need to sustain us is simply “enough.”
So it is with all things in life.
Over the last two days I happened to see older couples walking hand in hand together.
A fairly common thing to see, you might say. At that moment though I needed to see it. Perhaps I was thinking about love and getting older.
II speak of enduring love, enough to sustain me in those last years of the long sunset of my life.
I always try to comment to people when I see something that touches my heart. Regrettably the first day I didn’t.
Yesterday I made it a point to stop the couple and tell them how wonderful I thought it was.
“I love seeing couples our age still holding hands,” I said.
He looked up at me with the grin of a Cheshire cat and said, “She has to hold my hand. I tend to wander off!”
Enduring old age.
At times in life we sometimes are so overwhelmed that the idea of enduring any of it seems all too lofty an ideal.
We are sinking in the muck and believe only that we cannot survive it all.
When I look back at my own life it seems I can count a number of times I felt just like that.
But look. Here I am. I endured. I survived. I made it this far.
With enough hope to sustain me. Enough love to make me believe I am worthy.
There is nothing in or of this world that can crush hope. There is nothing in or of this world that can stop love.
Hope and Love are not of this world.
“He that is in me is greater than he that is in the world.”
I shall endure with enough of His love to sustain me. In accepting and believing that the best is yet to come.