Rooted - Day Fifteen

June 15, 2022
Rooted

So often these days I feel as though my hands are tied as my life isn’t quite my own right now.

Sometimes it’s places I’d like to go…
Sometimes it’s things I’d like to do…

But more often than not -
I miss being able to serve others
in practical and tangible ways…

The past few days brought many random visitors to the “island…” and each person brought with them a unique and beautiful blessing…

Two little kids walked in with magnificent purple thistle flowers… the kind that cut your hands when they hand them to you. They were beaming in sheer delight at the stunning flowers - but cautioned me NOT to hand them over to Nanny - in case she would hurt her hands.

Gentle love -

The two little kids’ momma came in with Black Krim tomatoes in exchange for my overflow of peppermint and lemon balm.

She set down the tomatoes and immediately left to spend a few private minutes with Nanny. I peaked through the curtain and watched her pray for grace and strength, courage and joy…

Gracious love -

A caregiver arrived for two hours so I could sneak out to get gas and make a rotisserie chicken run to Costco (it’s a staple around here…)

And as I slipped back in through the back door,
I heard singing…

There they sat -
aide and aided
singing in worship
old hymns -

“I come to the garden alone
while the dew is still on the roses…
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share
As we tarry there
No other has ever know…”

Encouraging love -

And then came another
ever so brief
to say hello
after many many years…

Who recently had Heaven -
collect their spouse…
leaving behind a legacy of love.

And they spoke
And cried
And shared in grief…
And because of God -
ended with joy.

Joyful love -

And another who texted
And one who wrote
And the prayers of the saints…
Weave hearts in love…

Because where two or three are gathered in His name - there He is.

Strong love -

And Daniel popped in
And so did Kat
And Dan’s friend
And my two sisters
Three cousins

In and out -
The door
opens
and closes…

And I cook
Wash dishes
Clean
Begin again…

Serve it
Clean
Begin again…
Nanny’s house of love -

Where together we strive to serve any person that comes through her door - true and genuine love…

To offer a place
to sit for awhile
have a meal
or just sip tea…

And even while Nanny drifts in and out of sleepiness more and more these days - she does her best to rouse for every person that walks through her door.

To welcome them
Pray for them
Hug them and love them…

And I am sure this will continue until her last breath…

So while I might feel like my hands are tied in ways I don’t prefer…

I am learning to lean down and take a good hard look at my “bucket…”

To figure out what provisions and blessings I do have…
And give them away…

Rocking babies
Passing tissues
Making jam

Canning salsa
Teaching kiddos
Giving meds…
…
…
…

“I have learned (am learning)
that whatever state
I’m in -
TO BE CONTENT.”

We sow to grow -
a harvest - of Truth!

Rooted in Him
The Cross of Christ my guide.

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