The widows and doors are wide open this morning, bringing the sounds of life outdoor life into this home.
Frogs are croaking, rejoicing in the rain from last night, as they squish around in the newly formed mud.
A Bluejay quickly swoops down and snatches the treasured left-over dog food from Charlie’s bowl.
I’m so relaxed here. Why can I not always feel this way?
Why do people feel that Real Life, the Real person we are created to be, must be camouflaged?
Then I see a turtle that has somehow gotten itself into the children’s swimming pool. Charlie and I walk out to the rescue. Netting him, I place him on the grass, and rub behind Charlie’s ears.
You know, even at my age I still have a little bit of the junior high school girl inside. I want to be liked, and have lots of friends. It would be easy at times to become who others think I should be, or behave as others think I should behave.
But I have enough real life experiences now that I can speak softly to the young girl inside with words of wisdom, words of love, and words of remembering how God works.
God, like any good parent wants the best for His child. He has created me perfectly – even my faults He calls perfectly made because they help to accomplish His will in my life.
He is also the one who said it is not good for man to be alone. He knows the friends that fit with the way I am made, and he will bring those together with me. Like the frogs in the mud, He has and will continue to bring those who love what I love, Live like I live, And who love me for me.
I am so thankful, for my friends, and the gentle reminder to live as He has created me. Keeping it Real!