joy in the morning

My friend Marsha shared that scripture about the Joy that cometh in the morning after all that weeping and gnashing of teeth.  And I have held onto that during the past couple of weeks when I get down.  Nothing is forever.  I think when God sees us going in the wrong direction He puts people on that path to intervene in some way.  Steady abiding love from friends and family can be sent as angels with a message.  I truly believe that.  

Last night I remembered, quite fondly, of all the time that I was with Ms. Joy in the mornings. We spent a whole bunch of time at that kitchen table out at Paradise.  Her life story is fascinating as I found out over the months we talked.  We rarely watched TV except for Kelly Clarkson.  We did happen to catch J6 live and I knew right then we were in deep shit.  We also sat on the deck a lot and counted turtles in the summer.  An entire family would load up on one log!  We always had Pearl with us.  Now, Pearl didn't like me at first because I was a newbie but we made peace and 

became buds.  Her younger brother the Huckster was usually gone with his Mama to work and whatnot.  We worked together at the hospital for many years before the days that nurses began doing case management.  She was a social worker and a lot more.

It has rained so much here, and it just keeps on coming.  Wheat harvest does not like that but.  what do you do.  You can't control the weather.  Big Ernie is covering that, though we did our part to contribute to climate destruction.  Just saying.

I'm'a not gonna' dwell on all the scary stuff today.  Just joy ^j^