I Meant To Tell You

 

Just thinking about friends and family. On any given day, each and every one of us may get a call, email, mail or a visit from friends or family, telling of a hurt or a problem, then, we cry, we pray, we worry, we tell another and we again pray.

Then we get another call, email, etc... and we hear of a blessing, a miracle, a healing, a love, we cry, we pray, we laugh and we tell another.

Each of us become aware, in the course of a few days, of a friend, son, daughter, grandchild, spouse, in-laws and/or parents, with sad news or glad news. Sometimes this happens daily or several times a week. I just know that whatever comes our way today, will look different in the light of tomorrow with the help of prayer, and the support of the people we love.

If I didn't tell you I care, I meant to, If I didn't show you I cared I should have.

I wrote this over a year ago. (on Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 4:30pm) I do not remember what caused me to follow this thought, what tragedy or blessing that had occurred that week. Please don't misunderstand my meaning here. If you happen to peek into the window of my walk through this life, do not think it is any easier nor any harder than your walk . "I am blessed " and that in it's self speaks volumes. I see my life as a walk, sometimes I run, crawl, skip or fly, I have even had to be dragged. The thing is I am never,  never alone ("Never Alone" my favorite childhood hymn). My Lord has had to even drag me kicking and screaming over some bumps, then as the poem says he carries me when I am to weak to walk.  So what I meant to tell you is that God loves ...... he shows each of us everyday and never forgets to show us.