|Apr 27, 2017||Twinkle and a Wink|
|Apr 26, 2017||Terrifying Beauty|
|Apr 25, 2017||River Seeds|
|Apr 24, 2017||Turtles and Apple|
|Apr 23, 2017||Ink Me on Your Palm|
|Apr 22, 2017||Useful|
|Apr 21, 2017||A Prayer for the Warrior|
|Apr 20, 2017||Not Good|
|Apr 18, 2017||Neither, Nor|
|Apr 17, 2017||Hot, Hot, Hot|
|Apr 16, 2017||The Light is Real: Easter|
|Apr 15, 2017||Pebble Minded|
|Apr 14, 2017||A Child Leads Them|
|Apr 13, 2017||Banned by the Church|
|Apr 12, 2017||Fred|
|Apr 11, 2017||Keep Moving to the Center|
|Apr 10, 2017||Sunbeam|
|Apr 9, 2017||1 Corinthians 13|
|Apr 8, 2017||Daughter Gone|
|Apr 7, 2017||Eat, My Coat, Eat|
|Apr 6, 2017||Comic God|
|Apr 5, 2017||Old Town Canoe|
|Apr 4, 2017||Turning a Furry Cheek|
|Apr 3, 2017||My Ship's Coming|
|Apr 2, 2017||Blame Game|
|Apr 1, 2017||Preble Street|
Title: Twinkle and a Wink
Date: April 27, 2017
Florence looked frail, and frankly, a bit tipsy when I saw her at the bake sale after church. I asked her how she was doing. She said, “Last winter I fell and broke my hip, a rib and my shoulder. It’s slowed me down some.”
“Are you still walking outside?” I asked.
“I’m down to two and a half miles and I’m not happy about it.” As she said this, she reached out with one hand to grip the wall. She had been swaying on her feet like a sailor just come ashore. “I’ll just wait here until somebody can walk me home.”
“Why don’t you use a cane,” I asked?
“Canes,” she said with a twinkle in her eye, “are for old folks. I’m only 98.”
Florence knew she was old and that her days were numbered. At 98 years old she’d spent more than thirty-five thousand eight hundred days on earth. How many days will you get? How many days will I get? On the Otherside, in eternity, where Florence lives now, there is no time; all these days of ours will feel like a wink of an eye, and there we will bathe in a Peace and Love that knows no end.
Let’s Pray: Dear God, life may feel long and harsh. We pray for those who want to exit early, that they wait until their appointed time, and that they and we have eyes to see heaven here to make it a bit easier for all of us until we teeter over into our departure. Amen.
Here’s a Thought: Life is brief. Heaven is Eternal.
Psalm 23:6 “Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.” NIV
Psalm 102:25-27 “In the beginning you laid the foundations of the earth, and the heavens are the work of your hands. They will perish, but you remain; they will all wear out like a garment. Like clothing you will change them and they will be discarded. But you remain the same, and your years will never end.” NIV