25 years ago the world was a different construct. Instant notification was not common. Phones didn’t travel with us everywhere. And often – we just plain didn’t know about things that would change our lives until it was much later than we liked. But once in awhile – times when we least expected it – that instant notification still existed.
April 28th has always been important to me. It was my daddy’s birthday. As a “Daddy’s Girl”, it was a big deal. Making crayon cards. Buying presents with my own money from delivering TV Guides and Saturday Evening Posts. Going fishing because that is what he wanted to do to celebrate. Sitting on the small seat he made for me around the “thinking tree” watching a storm race over our heads.
“Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.”~Prov 19:21
Somehow – I don’t think it was a coincidence that this bittersweet day became even more bittersweet twenty-three years after my daddy’s death. In a crazy turn of events – spending the day with my mom as she had surgery in Columbus – hubby getting busy at work – a Grandpa happy to pick up the kids from school – a busy intersection – – –
Things happen in a blink of an eye.
Today, as I usually do on this day, I pulled out “the accident” notebook. It is full of scraps of paper, newspaper articles, pictures, cards, and notes that I wrote down to keep myself from going crazy when the world seemed too chaotic to handle. I generally cry a little, smile a little, and wonder a whole lot. It is a time to remember wisdom gained that hard way.
Today I found one page of random thoughts written in red ink. For whatever reason, it had gotten stuck between two pages of cardstock that had various news clippings on them. The format of this one page of notes made me laugh. It has the same format that I use today in a lot of my blogs – as if – I had time warped forward or backward and tapped into “me”. I guess that should not have been surprising since it was probably written in the middle of the night or very early morning while everyone else was sleeping. I probably was “warped” out.
And how in the world have I not seen this page for 25 years?
In any case, I think there is more to write on this Bittersweet April Day. Miracles need to be shared for the world is too chaotic and hateful NOT to do so.
“I remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me, declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done, saying, ‘My counsel shall stand, and I will accomplish all my purpose,’ calling a bird of prey from the east, the man of my counsel from a far country. I have spoken, and I will bring i/t to pass; I have purposed, and I will do it.”~Is 46:9-11
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