TGIMITAW – THANK GOD I MADE IT THROUGH ANOTHER WEEK!

In my younger days the thought of Friday always conjured ideas of having some time for fun, relaxation and spontaneous activity. In other words, I had two days of time when I could sleep late if I wanted to, not make the bed, wear my sweats and not wear any makeup. Today Friday is just like any other day, other than the fact that I’m very grateful for having been blessed with another week on this planet. Now the things I longed for as a young woman are an every day affair. I don’t have to make the bed, can sleep all day, not wear makeup and live in my sweats.

The idea of getting dressed up has grown rather foreign to me in the past year, however when I don real clothing, put my face on, comb my hair and look like a civilized person, it has to be a very special occasion – like grocery shopping with a side trip to a fast food joint for a greasy meal. Oh, the simple life – when expectations were few – when we were free to make images out of the clouds in the sky or kick off our shoes and walk through the dew filled grass. It was a lifetime of freedom – pre-COVID19. Or was it? Were we not slaves to our jobs, our extra curricular activities, running instead of walking, making sure we were on time, flitting from place to place with a carload of kids to their various activities.

Maybe God has given us this past year so that we can take stock of our lives. Where do we go from here? How do we get through each day? Will we make it through another one? What’s really important in life? What’s my relationship with my Creator, my spouse, my friends? Can we ever recapture the way things were? Do we want to? Obviously we all want to go back to normal, but were those normal days any better than what’s going on now?

We could look at this period of isolation as a dark period in our lives. We could dwell on the negatives. We could feel cheated, entitled, wanting more, sad, lonely, depressed and anxious – or we could look at the good things that have come out of this time. We’ve learned so much about technology. I for one feel like a bit of a techy since this all began. The classes I teach are online. The show I’ve been collaborating on for over a year is up and running – not in person, but as a radio show. I’ve discovered a whole new way of connecting with friends and family and when you’re hearing is failing, earbuds are a Godsend. My time with God has been more intimate. I can communicate with Him anytime.

I’ve also learned that time is short. It seems to go faster with every year I’m allowed to remain alive. We need to treasure every moment – cherish the people we know and love – imagine hugging them and knowing it will be amazing when we can again. Day by day is my life at the moment. If we all lived as though it was our last day on earth, I really wonder if it would be any different than what we’re experiencing right now.

About atimetoshare.me

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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7 Responses to TGIMITAW – THANK GOD I MADE IT THROUGH ANOTHER WEEK!

  1. Love this – and can relate to every sentiment. 🙂

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  2. hatrack4 says:

    Fridays have been a mixed bag for me. They meant Saturday cartoons were only a day away, unless my mother had the day off and that meant being enslaved to constant chores on Saturday – meaning I dreaded Friday, hoping school would last an extra day. Then in 7th grade, the coach would have random spanking, because he knew you would do something over the weekend to deserve it. Noo! Your backside was so sore you could hardly move. Random in that he spanked a set number, drawing numbers out of a hat each week. And as an adult safety manager, I hated Fridays in that the workers were more distracted and more prone to safety violations, making my job harder on Friday. Now? Is it Friday?!?!? I can’t tell.

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  3. davidkitz says:

    Glad to hear you are becoming a techy expert and making good use of the opportunities this pandemic presents. Virtual hugs across the miles.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thanks, David. Paul and I just read day 71 of the Psalms book. It seems we’re moving so fast on this first addition. Paul has great respect for your daily devotions. I already knew you were a great writer and had wonderful life application in your daily devotions. We’re anxious to know when the next volume will be available.

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