I thought I would try to get a little column in the paper this week even though the dark clouds are still hanging over me and my family since the death of our beloved son, Steven. But I am trusting the Lord to remove them soon.
It is not just the fact that we lost our son, but the way in which he died. I have no doubts that the Lord will take care of things in His own way and at the time of His pleasure.
I am still enjoying watching my little feathered friends that come to dine at my birdfeeder, which is on my front porch banisters. There is one that I have no idea what it is, but it has a bright orange head.
Like I said before, I really enjoy seeing them even if I can’t identify them. So I just call them ‘pretties.’ I also put out some suet.
Every time I get up and am greeted by a frosty morning, I always hope that is the last one for this winter. But as we all know, man does not control the weather, and it is a good thing he can’t because man would really make a mess of things as he always does.
I think these old hills are so beautiful, even if they look bare and cold right now. But they won’t be bare much longer.
The Lord will paint us a new picture when the time is right. He always does even if you don’t thank Him for it.
I like to see people out planting their gardens in the spring and remember the good old days when people depended on the truck from their gardens to sustain them through the winter.
Every spring I see I wonder if it will be my last. But I thank Him for the 70 springs that I have seen. I have been well blessed because Mother died four months after she turned 23, and Dad died two months before his 49th birthday.
Even though I have been in poor health for the past 12 years, I know the Lord is keeping me here to fulfill His plan for me. I thank Him for every day He gives me, and I don’t ask for another one.
Well, that’s all from the funny farm until next time.
Contributing writer Relon Hampton lives at Premium.