God's Property

Post 294

We’re currently in the waiting game. The meeting between the final expert the law firm had picked and our lawyer was yesterday. I haven’t heard how it went. It could be disappointing, and the lawyer is finding the right time and right words to let us know, or it could be great news and he’s filing the lawsuit before he contacts us. (Possibly it was rescheduled, and nobody told us that either). I’m learning not to be pushy, so I’ll wait until Monday to contact the lawyer if we haven’t heard by then.

Once I got used to the idea that the whole thing could fall through, I’ve been a lot better. I know 100% that whatever happens, God is working things toward our good. He knows the future, and Mo is already in His perfect hands.

That brings me to the reason for today’s title.

As any person who has lost someone they dearly loved can tell you, a wave of grief can come up in any split second. There doesn’t have to be rhyme or reason. For me, it’s usually when I allow myself to think about not seeing her here, live, on Earth, walk through my kitchen door. The reality can just hit very suddenly. That happened this morning, and although I quickly recovered, I also knew I haven’t had any signs in over a week! It’s the Godwinks God sends or allows that keep me going at my best.

It’s all about timing and being open to it. I’ll say that until I’m blue in the face! I was about to leave for my walk mid-morning, but a few new emails arrived, which caused another fifteen minutes or so of work. Then I was behind a slower-than-normal car on a two-lane road. I’d already thought about going to Hays backend, but as I was driving, I thought maybe I should just go to the Transformer instead, which is about halfway. I had already asked God if he wouldn’t mind sending a sign since I really am missing her a lot today, and for any new readers, the Great Blue Heron (GBH) has been my most powerful sign since the beginning. For longtime readers, you must admit that I see more than one would think is average!

In the end, I decided to stick with my original plan. We had a nice walk, and although I kept my eyes peeled for any GBH or special landing-on-me butterflies, I was in the last leg with no sign. It’s fine. It doesn’t bring me down further, but it always brings me up if I do. I was listening to a playlist of several of my favorite older Christian songs. I was in the middle of listening to a very upbeat fun song called “Stomp” from the Album “God’s Property” by Kirk Franklin. Here’s the song from YT.

At this point, I’m walking along the river again and there she was, as close as could possibly be! I might have even gasped audibly, but I know inside I was saying, “stay there, stay there” because I wanted a picture. I got my phone out and captured her twice! I pressed record and got her flying away with a honk as well. I looked up and said, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

And I began thinking. We’re all God’s property, aren’t we? He can do whatever he pleases with His property. If He wants to bring a bit of happiness to those who grieve, through a way they interpret, then it’s His prerogative.

Driving home, one more flew over the road.

I don’t know what the rest of the year will bring. My book should be out within the next week to the next month, and I’m really looking forward to whatever happens with it. All I know is that God Is Good All The Time. I hope you believe it.