Inspiration – Page 62 – Heart, Mind, Soul, and Strength

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Humbug!

Bah, Humbug! To be honest, that’s how I felt about Christmas this year. In particular, about gift giving. I felt overwhelmed before I even gave it rational thought. I was defeated before I even tried. With 15 widely scattered grandchildren and very limited income, it seemed impossible. So I just gave up. Funny how…

No

I was angry. Why did that medical assistant have to be such a Nazi?! Why wouldn’t she believe me? Grrrrr. I hate conflict. I hate conflict! I try to get along with others. When the assistant refused to allow the test I came for and instead insisted on another, I was dumbfounded. I have a hard…

Self

Husband and I were excited to give a greeting and an update from a mutual friend to an acquaintance of ours. We enthusiastically launched into the news from our mutual friend, but our acquaintance didn’t fully engage. We were disappointed when she looked past our faces and over our shoulders to what was going on…

We’re thankful for good food, family and friends, a roof over our heads, income, freedom, and health. But are we thankful when you’re experiencing trouble? Can we be grateful when we lose our family members, friends, home, our job, or our health? I’m wondering what Thanksgiving is like for those who lost loved ones, homes, and…

“You’re going to H”

The self-possessed, nicely dressed, serious older gentleman beside me rose and was handed the microphone. What came out of his mouth arrested the attention of all present. “I’m Art S. On a Monday morning in the third grade my friend, Jeanie, said to me, ‘Art, you’re going to hell.’ Wow. That was a hard…

Goodbye

Yesterday we got an early morning call. Our friend’s voice on the other end of the line was sober. “I have bad news. He’s gone.” We felt sad for his family. And for us. He had been a good friend for over 12 years. We had spent every other Sunday afternoon with him and…