Music

What a wonderful creation music was!!  I can not wait to hear the music of heaven.  As much joy as I have gotten from the music here on this earth leaves me wondering how it could be perfected!

I was born in Fort Worth, Texas and lived next door to my paternal grandparents for the first 4 years of my life.   Grandma had a little spinet piano that I really don't remember much about until  years later but it was surely one of my first exposures to music.  I also remember my mother standing me up on the kitchen table and teaching me to sing "Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam".  I must have been about 3 at the time.  Mom was not a christian at the time but she had been raised in church.  

My parents were saved in that little house next door to Grandma and Grandaddy Bowden.  Within a year my dad had surrendered to the ministry and we moved to Springfield. Missouri for dad to go to Baptist Bible College. 

I started to 1st grade there and I can remember after going to High Street Baptist Church for a few months how I had grown to love hearing the choir sing and listening to the piano player who was so talented.  I can remember laying in my bed at night and wondering if I put my fingers down like I thought if that would be a song.  Little did I realize that Mom was praying for a piano since she had taken lessons as a child and thought that perfecting her skills might be a good thing to do since she was going to be a preachers wife.  I might add that my mother played the piano or organ in every church my dad pastored until he was  unable to continue due to his health.  Back to the story...I remember coming home from school around Easter and we had a boys choir that came to school and put on an Easter program.  One of the songs they sang was "Were You There?" When I got home that day, someone had given my mother an old upright piano.  I sat down and quickly picked out the song I had just heard.  Thus began my love for the piano and an increased desire to be musical.

To be continued!

A Mountain to Climb

I have been down on myself for a long time about inconsistency.  I am a great starter but a poor finisher on most things.  Blogging is a good example.   Although, there was a time when I faithfully blogged most every morning.  I am so glad I did.  It has given me more insight into my frame of mind the couple of years before my husband's death.  Hopefully, I can use this blog to help me voice my feelings during this next chapter of my life.

This past Friday (1-18-19)  I was given some news I was not expecting.  To back up, on November 30th of 2018 I had some indication that things may not be right with me from a health standpoint.   I immediately made arrangements to go to an OB-GYN doctor to have things checked out.  Last Tuesday I had a Hysteroscopy and D&C with Myosure procedure done.  The doctor
removed a polyp and cyst and took  a biopsy of some problematic places in my uterus. 

I have always been healthy and I don't sit around thinking that something is wrong with me all the time.   So, my expectation was that Dr. Green would call me the end of the week and tell me everything was okay.   Instead, she informed me that I have endometrial cancer and that the next step is to do a hysterectomy.  After that, determination would be made towards further care if needed. 

To say I was blindsided would be correct BUT I am not depressed or distraught about this.  I am quite aware that my time here on earth is in His hands and I trust my Heavenly Father with my care. 

The first thing that comes to my mind is Miss Kitty...I feel like I need to find her a happy home because of the possibility of being away for surgery and recovery.  Every time I have gone to Mississippi for a visit she has been cared for in my apartment.  I did that, hoping that it would be less stress on her.  When I come home she will hardly let me out of her sight for a few days.  She is such a sweet girl.  She will lay beside my head and rub her paw on my face over and over!

She has been with me since she was 13 weeks old.  She will be 12 years old in May.  She is used to having the run of the house so probably wouldn't do well with children or other pets.  Her one big difficulty is shedding!!  MY, My....that girl is like a black cloud of cat hair!!! Brushing does not help.  I have often wondered how long I would have to brush before she quit shedding.  I am convinced it would never happen. 

I am aware that God cares as much about that cat as I do.  I pray that someone will come along that will love her and care for her well.

The next thing that comes to mind is my bus route.  I love those bus children and want to know that someone else will care for them too.  I fear that with doctors appointments and surgery and recovery I will be out of commission for a while.  Praying for : Vicki, Gary, Logan, Lily, Astaria, Kyrin, Reba, Addyson, Isaiah, Jayden, Michael, Myles, Marya, Omauri, Jakayla, Devario, Leondre, Joshua, Tristen, Jaxyn, Rylin, Samantha, Aubrey, Ava, Mimi, Jnaiah, Ava, Kiki, Kayden, Alex, Erica, Mariah and Mackenzie!!  I love these sweet children and adults!  I pray that Gary and Ben and Whitney will continue to work!

I pray that the next few months will find me continuing to praise the Lord for all He has done and is doing!!