Funny, I thought the world had stopped, but it has not. It has been 2 weeks today since my life was altered by circumstances far beyond my control, and yet so close to my grasp. When I say life is funny, I do not mean it in the literal sense. It is funny in the way that we really think we matter and that we have any control at all over the events that transpire and pull us into a web that is intricately woven by some unseen hand. The house I used to enjoy going to on Sunday after church is empty and a realtor placed a sign in front of it. I will not drive by to see if anyone lives there, nor to see if the broken limb has fallen to the street below.
When I pass by the reservoir, I will remember the afternoon we went hiking and I will smile. When I drive down Pueblo Boulevard past Minnequa Lake, I will remember the 3 of us trying to get a small kite into the air and I will smile. When I go to Sam's club I will remember that he used to buy me a juice called Naked because it had no additives.
"Hey, Lou! I got you Naked!" " Oh, Anthony, I sure hope that is in a bottle".
Little things that meant nothing now mean so much. It is almost 6:32, the time my phone pinged that I had a message; the last message I would ever receive from that number.
Yes, life goes on whether we want it to or not. God is still in his heaven and I still trust him with my life. I do not know his plan, but I am sure he has one. Nothing is random and God will never give me more than I can carry. This I know is true. And there is one more thing I know that I tend to forget and that is this: "God never closes a door without opening a window."
Right now I do not know where the window is, but I am sure I will find it and it will lead to peace. That is how my God rolls!
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