Life happens,…usually when we least expect it.
Take a few weeks ago while on a lunch-time field trip to the bluffs rising above our city. I knew they were high,…hello you can see them from a distance, but I didn’t know the view was so beautiful, or that the local history so fascinating, or the wind was so windy!
Granted this was the first jacket day of Fall 2018 for us. It had been a very long, very hot summer and it was a pleasure to need a little protection against the crisp air. Lunch was blessed serendipity as we fell in with a bluff resident who was only too happy to relate the varied history relating to the locale. Talk about getting a history lesson, first hand!
After lunch we were admiring the views when all of a sudden,…poof,…a gust of wind took my baseball hat and sent it on a brief, but glorious flight down the hillside with no hope for recovery. Oh we spied it, but the drop off was too steep, and to my knowledge it yet resides beneath a thorny bush,…no doubt protecting some type creature from the fierce winds. Or if nothing less it will provide it’s own local history – in the years to come, should the relicts be found.
“Look,” someone may say, “I think this tattered bit used to be a baseball hat. I wonder how it ever came to be here.” – if they had ever read this blog,…they’d know! 😉
Needless to say our little guy was very mixed about that ol’ wind that blew Mama’s hat over the hillside episode,…half he was amused,…that sudden gust was funny, but then the other half his tender heart was concerned. Mama lost her hat.
A great lesson in Life Happens.
Did I want to lose my favorite baseball hat,…hello I live in a hat,…it makes life super simple. No, no I didn’t want to lose my hat,…those quick-dry kind are hard to find on sale. Was it the end of the world? Duh,…of course it wasn’t,…it was just a gust of wind,…blowing at the precise angle in relation to how I was standing. My husband didn’t lose his hat. Or actually he did,…as he’s a gallant gentleman and offered his to me,…as guys don’t care about hat hair and much as us gals.
That’s another great lesson for our little guy.
We’re not alone.
My husband was there to help me out.
Thinking back upon my life to greater instances of Life Happening,…more serious, more significant, and even life threatening,…I’ve never been alone. Someone has always stood in the gap,…helping,…usually loved ones, but sometimes strangers.
When I was newly married,…only nineteen years old and way before the advent of cell phones the muffler fell off my car on the way home from work,…it was downtown at dusk,…on a very lonely street. Boy was I scared! And crying,…and praying. I didn’t know what to do,…that muffler was wedged somehow on the curb.
Two seconds later,…a car pulled up behind me,…and two linebacker sized men got out. Never a word did those men say to me. Seriously,…not a single word,…they just dislodged the muffler, tossed it into my hatchback, and left.
Whoa! Talk about an eerie answer to prayer.
Or perhaps just proof,…that God will never leave nor forsake you.
The nice part of getting older is that you can see patterns in your life where stuff happens,…and it’s okay,…somehow,…someway,…and it’s always for the best. Yeah, I know we all face life situations at times that are much harder than the wind blowing the hat off your head,…but that’s where faith comes in,…
“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” – Hebrews 11:1
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28
“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” – Joshua 1:9
When I was nineteen, I lost a muffler, but gained some faith. Now in 2018,…I lost a hat, but I gained an opportunity share a life lesson with my little guy.
Can’t close this post without a shout out to our veterans for Veterans Day! Thank you for your service.
My Daddy was a veteran,…sure do miss him!