GETTING OVER THE HUMP

Well, here it is another Hump Day.  We’ve made it halfway through the work week with only two more days to go.  At least that’s what the old meaning of Hump Day was.  Now we have the added hump of COVID , which requires us to keep our distance from others – mask up – load up on vitamin C and Elderberry root – check our temperatures and think that every cough or sneeze might indicate we are infected by the pandemic.  If even the slightest symptom occurs, we feel compelled to test for COVID and plan our funerals.  At the same time, we’re told that the disease is slowly dying out and we might be back to normal soon. 

What exactly is that normal?  It’s been so long since life has been normal that I don’t think I’d recognize it if it slapped me in the face.   How many humps can a camel possess anyway?  I’ve seen some with two humps, but three or more might require a much larger camel.  In any event. I think many have already given up – thrown in the towel – become hermits – are developing underground cities at this very moment.  Are we turning into an Orwellian society?  Could be.

I have decided it’s time to knock over those hump(s) and start living again.  Suddenly I’m finding my next few months are getting filled up with work obligations.  I’ll be 80 in June.  You’d think I’d finally retire, but anyone who has been to the grocery store or gas station recently are getting used to writing fatter checks and praying they will go through.  Life must go on.  We cannot sit idly by and wait for Jesus to return.  It could be today or ten years from now. We may never experience it in our lifetime.  

Will we be ready for His return?  We will if we have made a commitment to serve Him while we can.  No humps, no barricades or roadblocks are going stop our admittance into heaven.  Jesus came once already.  He accomplished what the Father sent Him to do.  He saved mankind from eternal damnation.  Believe and have faith in that and you will inherit His kingdom – where life will be far better than normal 

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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9 Responses to GETTING OVER THE HUMP

  1. Myrna Migala says:

    I’ll be 82 in May and have got over that hump months ago, covid is the least of my worries since I already had it last Oct. been there done that so I don’t think about it anymore. Very good post I enjoyed it! You are a great writer!

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Thank you so much Myrna. We are pretty close in age. Both of us has covid and I’m personally done with it too. My husband was recently in the hospital for a urinary issue and they had him listed as a covid patient even though he had no symptoms. His doesn’t want us to get bogged down with the things of this world so I’m looking ahead instead of back. Thanks for your kind compliment!❤️

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  2. Judy says:

    That is such an adorable meme! 🙂

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  3. K.L. Hale says:

    Kathy, this is why you’re my inspiration! Humps be gone! LOL. You nailed my feelings here. It’s time to get to living again. I rarely watch the news (I catch the weather–that changes on a dime, too). I soak in the WORD each morning and today and tomorrow am helping plan the “Night to Shine” for our area folks living with disabilities! It’s my honor to go and serve and help them. My niece, who my parents have raised (she’s 27) has C.P. and my responsibility is to take care of my parents and her! I’m done with the “sky is falling” because WE are rising. Eventually we rise to meet him in the air and that’s what I can bank on! My twin is still fighting Covid (SHE IS BEATING IT) and my uncle is not doing well in the hospital. BUT,…FOR GOD! My family can still praise him. For we all know what is waiting. I stand with you and I pray that at 80 I’m still making a difference just like you. No matter what, I’ll see you in heaven. Love and blessings sweet lady!

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      I reached a breaking point today. Feeling a lot overwhelmed by what’s going on in my life. Thankfully God allowed me to shed some healing tears. Feeling weak and broken. I know it will pass, but I long for the day when Jesus carries me home. Love you, sweet girl!

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      • K.L. Hale says:

        Oh, Kathy…can you feel my hugs? Today as we were working to get the gym ready my friend broke down. She needed to. I believe tears ARE healing. God, please wrap your loving arms around Kathy and give her strength….strength to endure this place until she reaches her final home with you. I love you, Kathy!

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      • atimetoshare.me says:

        Thank you, dear Karla. I love you too❤️

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  4. hatrack4 says:

    I loved the meme. My wife and I have our hump day on Thursday. Her dialysis is Tues, Thurs, Sat, so the weekend is Sunday and Monday. So much confusion that at lunch today my wife was wondering what she was going to wear to church tomorrow (Saturday). I explained that she had one more day of dialysis first. She groaned. I think she was about to say, “You were NOT supposed to tell me that!” But she held her tongue. I wonder if I should look into part time work, just so that I can remember what day of the week it is.

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