It’s a good thing I like the Book of Job – it’s my “go to” Book when life gets tipsy-turvy.
I was up at 4:30 AM: I had gone to be early the night before, and I just couldn’t sleep any longer.
I changed the sheets on the bed, showered, dressed – and even had time to paint my fingernails before leaving the house for Fellowship.
I was feeling pretty accomplished; and thinking about a Pumpkin Spice Latte as I rounded the backend corner of Highlander … and was brought up short with a gasp, and a quick frustration.
It would be so easy to get furiously angry with candy for her lackadaisical managing of the Park, but frankly I’m burned out on hot anger towards her for (1) my husband’s death, which she played a huge part in (2) her lax attitude when it comes to background checks on new tenants here – that is part of the Rules/regulations of this Park; a Manager’s responsibility (3) she is a sneaky, conniving, bullying thief herself … having her get after the thieves running rampant in this Park would be worthless: they are probably people she personally knows.
I had to be careful of my thoughts this morning, as I left for Fellowship.
Matthew Ward – “Moment By Moment”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sN7AYTE2C0U
In this solo lobo life I live now, it’s a tightrope walk mentally, and spiritually, when it comes to dealing with candy and her ghetto minded cohorts.
I intend to get to Heaven: I can’t let being angry with candy 24/7/365 keep me from the goal.
Matthew Ward – “Trust In You”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDhvVCTdGmk
candy believes in karma.
I can let karma deal with her.
I saw the opened gas tank.
I got peeved; then gave it to God.
she won’t be able to tune Him out.
candy believes in karma.
I can let karma deal with her.
I thanked Elohim that I still had a full tank of gas as I drove to Fellowship.
The drive was lovely, with gently falling leaves. And the air was crisp, with a hint of Fall on the gentle breeze.
I was excited to be excited about Fall again: Fall was always my favorite time of year, but since Bob went into ER in the Fall of 2018 – and passed from this life to the next in the Winter of 2018; I haven’t felt anything but profound sadness when Fall comes around. Today, I was actually enjoying the swirling falling leaves, and tipping my nose to the Fall scent on the breeze.
My life is being infused with life again.
Fellowship was enjoyable, too.
I always enjoy time spent with people who love God as much as I do 😊
After Fellowship, I thought I’d change the drive home scenery, and enjoy driving the Astoria-Rainier loop drive home instead of the Raymond-Pe Ell loop I’ve been doing for months.
That turned out to be another surprise I wasn’t prepared for.
There was back-to-back slo-mo traffic on the Astoria-Meglar Bridge: traffic was backed up the entire 4-mile length … from the WA side, to the Or side.
And I got stuck for about 5 minutes at the tip-top!
Apparently, Elohim thought I needed a lesson in viewing that slice of Earth’s vantage view from the crow’s nest height of the Bridge.
I didn’t agree.
But what do I know of the outcome of that unwanted lesson?
Stuck on the bridge, my palms were sweaty on the steering wheel – deep water terrifies me … and I was literally stranded on the longest bridge in North America; and it spans seriously deep water (196 feet depth!) that leads to the Pacific Ocean. A sudden Pacific Ocean storm could slam the bridge with 150 mph winds.
I was not happy to be stopped on that bridge for any length of time!
I had kept wiping my sweaty hands on my skirt. It was rayon fabric: it was not a very good sweat absorbing fabric.
I prayed.
A lot.
I hate that bridge.
A lot.
I was thankful when traffic started crawling forward again – and I was thankful Elohim mercifully graced me to get through that testing time without a panic attack. I get antsy being confined in any area without an escape route.
I’ve been over that bridge several times solo lobo since Bob graduated to Heaven … but this was the first time I was stranded on it (bottom and top) without Bob’s calming presence beside me.
Yeshua got me through 😊
There was no wreck on the bridge: traffic was just not flowing smoothly due to cross-traffic at the bridge’s exit, in Astoria.
God will keep the minds/lives of those who love Him in perfect peace (Isaiah 26:3) – and He will make them to lie down is peace and safety (Psalm 4:8).
The flat tire (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/08/history.html).
Dudley Doright/Jim Dandy (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/08/jim-dandy-to-rescue.html & https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/09/gold-lining-day.html).
The scott’s (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/08/stay-my-hand-jesus.html).
The broken glasses (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/09/blindly-moving-forward.html).
The attempted thievery of gas (this post).
These are all testing interludes in my solo lobo life.
Matthew
Ward – “Psalm 61”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wM3zOBd3s5A
Thank the Lord, I know HE has everything under control, and gives my spirit peace like a river 😊
Peace
Like A River: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5B0MUGzxfs
Now, I’m going to put my Pj’s on; and snuggle under the bed covers with Clive 😉
