My maternal grandmother was the strongest woman I’ve ever known.  She had to bury five of her children, care for her husband who suffered two debilitating strokes and finally put him in the ground as well.  She always maintained a positive attitude even though her heart was breaking.

She grew up on the plains of Montana in a typical pioneering family.  They used buffalo chips to get a fire started, washed their clothes in a nearby stream, cut wood and worked hard for everything they had. Eventually she married a farmer, who hated farming.  Instead he would hire others to tend to the land and cows as he worked for the power company constructing lines that would carry electricity to the rural communities.  She never complained about having to feed seven children and a group of farm hands.  She’d rise at the crack of dawn, punch down and knead the bread dough for the noon meal, and set it into pans for baking.  She’d then head for the barn to milk the cows.

Her hair was as white as snow.  I think it must’ve turned white early in her life.  Grandma braided it each morning and tied it on top of her head.  Her eyes were as blue as the sky and her face looked like a road map, with deeply weathered skin. In spite of all the trials in her life, she kept that pioneer spirit of perseverance.

I’ve been told by my husband that I worry too much.  I often look ahead and wonder how we’ll be able to pay the bills each month.  I fret over aches and pains that send my mind into a tizzy – thinking I may be suffering from a terminal disease.  I worry that my kids are alright (even though they’re all grown and have families of their own.)  I often find myself insecure and lacking self confidence – even though I’ve spent a lifetime encouraging others to be courageous.

Worry is really a waste of energy and time.  The things we worry about, we have no control over.  Looking back at the things that have caused me the most angst in my life, proves to me that I wasn’t in charge of any of it.  God has always been there to lift me when I’ve fallen.  He’s given me courage I didn’t know I had.  He’s provided for every need throughout my life, even when I didn’t know if we’d have enough to get by for the days ahead.

When I became an adult, I asked my grandma what kept her going through all her difficulties.  She told me she never really thought about it, she just did it.  God gave her the necessary strength to survive through trial after trial.  She also said when things got really bad, she would go out into the woods and just soak in God’s creation and thank Him for another day.

“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.”

1Thessolians 5:16-18

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. I saw another little church’s sign out front when we were driving home Monday—wisdom found out in the middle of the country—the sign stated…Worry is an offense to God.
    And so yes, I pondered on that, chewing on it as it were on the drive home.
    I too am good at worrying—gloom, and doom…expecting the worse, hoping for the best…
    So trying to let it go!!!

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      I think women are more this way than men. They seem to be able to shake things off more. We tend to dwell on things and that festers worry. I love the words on that sign. When you look at it that way, we definitely should not worry.


  2. Salvageable says:

    My mother-in-law says that as the children get bigger, their parents’ worries get bigger. I know now that she is right. But worry never makes things better; it’s just a hard habit to break.
    Thank you for your vivid description of your grandmother. This country was built by people like her. J.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thanks for your comment. It is hard to break the habit of worrying. Especially living in a world of so much trouble. Why is it we think we can fix things by worrying instead of trusting that God has this?


  3. What great advice to soak in God’s creation.

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  4. Lee Poskey says:

    Very excellent Kathy. Listening to your words sounds like my own worries.
    I’m gonna re post this.

    Very excellent sister!

    You see…
    Your journal is expanding beyond your years. 😊

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  6. Taylor Lynn says:

    Your grandma sounds like an amazing woman… This was very encouraging to read, and reminds me of the passage in Matthew 6: 25-34 where Jesus tells us not to be anxious about anything because God will provide for us. I really loved this post! 💞

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thank you Taylor. My grandma was my hero, but I come from a long line of strong women – great role models everyone ❤️


  7. Robbie says:

    Very well put. I need to cast all my cares on the Lord! Thank you for the encouragement!

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  8. Rebecca says:

    You have to wonder how they were able to live such rugged lives. I’m sure it grew their faith! She sounds like a remarkable lady!

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