Rosie’s Devotions: A Winter Journey
It seems like only yesterday when I was young. I married my High School sweetheart at the age of 19 and we embarked on our new life together. We were blessed with two wonderful daughters and also four grandchildren. It seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years have sped to. I have glimpses of past events and reminisce about all my hopes and dreams.
But all of a sudden, here it is… the winter of my life, and I wonder, how did it get here so fast? Where have the years gone, and where did my youth go? I remember thinking that my uncle, aged 27, was oId; I was 14 at the time. But, here it is, my friends, my sweetheart and I are retired and getting grey. We move a lot slower and tend to forget names and dates which came to us at a much faster rate than now. Some of our friends are in better shape and some are in worse shape than us. Their age is beginning to show and we are now those older folks that we thought we would never be.
And now as I enter into this new season of my life, I find myself unprepared for all the aches and pains, the loss of strength, and the ability to go and do things that I wish I had done but never did. So, live for today, and say all the things that you want your loved ones to remember. Life goes by so quickly. Do what you can today, as you can never be sure whether this is your winter or not!
But, even though winter has come, and I’m not sure how long it will last, this I know, that when winter is over on this earth, it’s NOT over. A new adventure will begin!
1 Corinthians 15:43-Our bodies are buried in brokenness, but they will be raised in glory. They are buried in weakness, but they will be raised in strength.(NLT)
“Life” is a gift to you. The way you live your life is your gift to those who come after. Make it a fantastic one.
Annie’s Journal by Annie Warner Donnelly
In 1955, when I was 8 years old in Grade 3, every morning in school the first thing we did was sing the British National Anthem, God Save the Queen.
After singing, we’d say the Lord’s Prayer. It’s interesting to look back now and realize that all those times I said the Lord’s Prayer, I never knew where it came from. I never asked; I just accepted that this is what we said.
I’d gone to a church as a child, and had accepted Jesus as my Saviour when I was 14 years old. Unfortunately, I didn’t understand what that meant. I’d felt so much pressure to say that I’d accepted Jesus as my Saviour that one day I finally said I did just so people would stop pressuring me.
I struggled on in life calling myself a Christian and having a relationship with God to the best of my ability. It was in 1985 that everything changed for me. That year, my birthday was on Good Friday. Suddenly, I realized that on that day the anniversary of Jesus’ death on the cross for me was the same day as the anniversary of my birth. When these two facts collided, I finally understood what accepting Jesus as my Saviour meant. What a blessing! I wept with joy, and life has never been the same since!
Not long after, I solved the mystery of where the Lord’s Prayer came from. I was reading my Bible and there it was in Matthew chapter 6, verses 9-13. It’s probably hard for you to believe how excited I became because I’d found the Lord’s Prayer right there in my Bible!
Of course reading it as an adult was far different than repeating it every school morning as a child. I found that there were questions that I needed to answer. Maybe you’ve answered them too.
The prayer begins: Our Father in heaven. Do we think of Him as our Father? Do we think of ourselves as His sons and daughters? If so, has His love for us changed how we live our lives?
How much does our relationship with our Dad affect how we view our relationship with our Father in heaven? If our Dad found it difficult to show us love, do we think that’s how our Father in heaven is too? If our Dad was controlling or didn’t spend much time with us, do we think that’s how our Father in heaven is too?
Jesus told us to say: Our Father. Clearly we share Him with everyone He’s created. How do we feel about that? Are there people we don’t want to share Him with because they’re too troublesome, or we’ve already made up our minds that they won’t listen? Do people have to be the same as us for us to feel comfortable sharing the good news about our Father with them?
When our Father’s definition of love becomes our definition of love, our answers change our lives, always for the better. Amen