Focused Random Thoughts

It has been an anxiety filled week of recovery for Popa. The procedure on his eye really fractured his nerves. We are finally on the upswing and things are moving back to normal...whatever that may look like. I have spent much of this week reading and pondering 1 Corinthians 15. The Apostle Paul presents a very convincing argument for the resurrection of Christ. It is the pivot of our faith as Christians. I was extremely aware of verse 19 when it says that if all we hope in is found in this life then we are most miserable. There is an eternity with God that awaits us on the other side of death. I heard someone say again today none of us are leaving this earth alive. Of course, to that I add unless we are still here at the final trumpet call. The truth is we begin moving toward death from the first breath we take. After church on Wednesday evening my friend, Sharon, and I ran into some mutual friends...once again I believe it was a divine appointment and I really enjoyed being out and about till after midnight. Only you night owls would understand the thrill of a late night. It was busy week for us, as we visited with our eldest daughter and her children in Silverton for one evening and then met our friend from China for lunch in Salem, hurried home to meet for a couple of hours with some old friends from Roseburg. Then today, Popa convinced me to attend a Bar Mitzvah of an old friend's son. It proved to be very moving and extremely meaningful for our friend that we were there. It is so good to see the personal growth that takes place in those we know. Tomorrow is Sunday and we will be in Portland with more dear friends to worship and share a meal. We will spend the night with my mother and head home on Monday to begin yet another week. Knowing that God holds all of our tomorrows is comforting. We like the Psalmist say...Only God knows my comings and my goings...HE has designed the course for our lives. May each of you experience his great peace and direction in your lives this next week. P.S. it would be comforting to read again for yourselves 1 Corinthians 15. Much love to you all. Nona