I didn't want to get out of bed today, but I had to be at the church at 12:30. It takes everything I have to get out of bed.   I've been asked to make bibs for infants and toddlers and crochet hats for adults.  They are all donated.  The nice lady who runs this said that she loves my work and how good I am at it. I don't take compliments very well, but I'm learning and I have so much more to learn.


I'm starting to enjoy making these, because I love sewing, crocheting, all crafts! But most of all, I'm helping people who need these. I've had help my entire life, one way or the other. I want to be able to help others. I don't do it because I enjoy it, nor do I do it because someone asked me too. I truly believe that God is the one who wants me to this, so I'm doing this for the Lord.

Some day, when I can get better from grieving, I really want to help others who has lost a loved one, but most all, someone who has lost a loved one to suicide and for the survivors left behind and for anyone who is thinking about taking their own life.

I had a grief meeting tonight. Even though I had some tears, I really listened to the counselor and the others in the group. I know that God was there tonight! I could just feel it.

I've been so worried about not being able to get my prescription filled. I need my meds. When we got home, my room mate asked me to sit down and talk with her. I really didn't want to, because I was so tired and my back was killing me! Then she put in front of me a wad of money. I about fell off the chair. I counted it and I will be able to get my prescription filled!!!  My room mate would not let me know who gave her the money to give to me for one of my meds. I don't know who it was. I wish I did so I could at least thank them.  It was a miracle!

God was really working on me tonight, I could just feel it. I was and still am amazed by how God works. He has pulled me through everything since my dear husband left this world. He has made sure I get my meds, have a place to live and food on the table. He has put a roof over my head, a bed to sleep in and has let me have one of my dogs back, to help comfort me. If you've never been loved by a dog, you'll not understand.

The Lord has carried me through many tragedies in my life, since birth. I learned as a little girl that there is triumph over every tragedy. But for some reason, I'm not sure about this one.

I've grown to truly love these people that I've met at the grieve meetings and the counselor and his wife. I've learned a lot since I've been going. I've also learned a lot from the others in the group who have lost a loved one. I thank the Lord for all of them.

I'm going to start getting in the habit again to read some in my Bible on a daily basis!

Well, I'm tired and  my back is hurting really bad, so until next time...