The wind still blows

     My mind is swirling. Sometimes my thoughts wander into the darkness of the events that keep taking place. 

     Then I retreat to my backyard patio. Where I'm closed in by the trees and the sweet flowers planted in the Summer. The wind blows just a little cooler than before. Making my whole being aware of the change of Seasons. It gives me peace. Something, as I grow older, long for. Interruptions to this peace have been taking on a different kind of feeling. Making me go back and forth with the true meaning of life. Reminding me this world is just a stepping stone to the true world that really does exist for those that choose God. My attachments to this world are few, meaning, my children and my grandchildren ranking at the top of those attachments. I guess it's boiling down for me, to the violence and extreme the world has been facing. Death is a good thing, if we have lived in honesty and faith-filled resignation. Death is inevitable and considering it not beautiful would be a slap in the face of our God. 

     The wind still will blow, whether there is good or bad that befalls us. We must close our eyes and focus on the feeling of that gentle breeze, given to us from our Lord to help us take a break, a moment to breathe. 

     God has already overcome. I must remember that. Remembering , He didn't hang on that cross for nothing. Out of Love He gave and out of Love He will take. No matter what the situation is, there is a knowledge that only God knows. I must keep surrendering to Him and ask that He strengthens me and allows me the grace to follow Him no matter where He leads me.