|Nov 28, 2015||Twinkle and a Wink|
|Nov 27, 2015||No Nancy-Pants|
|Nov 26, 2015||Thanks for Something|
|Nov 25, 2015||Thanks for Nothing|
|Nov 24, 2015||More Than We Seem|
|Nov 23, 2015||Canít Swim?|
|Nov 22, 2015||View Point|
|Nov 21, 2015||Immeasurable Love|
|Nov 20, 2015||Stairway to Heaven|
|Nov 19, 2015||The Center of Balance|
|Nov 18, 2015||Your Quest|
|Nov 17, 2015||Science of Love|
|Nov 16, 2015||Title Me|
|Nov 15, 2015||Sir Robert Baden-Powell|
|Nov 14, 2015||A Prayer for the Warrior|
|Nov 13, 2015||Doh! A Deer|
|Nov 12, 2015||A Regular Joe|
|Nov 11, 2015||Since World War 1|
|Nov 10, 2015||Canticle of Brother Sun by St. Francis|
|Nov 9, 2015||Funny to the End|
|Nov 8, 2015||Tensions and Suspicion|
|Nov 7, 2015||Getting It|
|Nov 6, 2015||Some Sins Pass|
|Nov 5, 2015||Dancing|
|Nov 4, 2015||Cider Soul|
|Nov 3, 2015||Practice, Practice, Practice|
|Nov 2, 2015||Defender of the Weak|
|Nov 2, 2015||Mr. Jones|
|Nov 1, 2015||Sunbeam|
Title: Twinkle and a Wink
Date: November 28, 2015
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