As I faced my Maker

 As I faced my Maker at the last judgment, I knelt before the Lord along with all the other souls. Before each of us laid our lives like the squares of a quilt in many piles; an angel sat before each of us sewing our quilt squares together into a tapestry that is our life. But as my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile, I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was. They were filled with giant holes. Each square was labeled with a part of my life that had been difficult, the challenges and temptations I was faced with in everyday life. I saw hardships that I endured, which were the largest holes of all.

 I glanced around me. Nobody else had such squares. Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries were filled with rich color and the bright hues of worldly fortune. I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened. My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together, threadbare and empty, like binding air. Finally the time came when each life was to be displayed, held up to the light, the scrutiny of truth. The others rose; each in turn, holding up their tapestries. So filled their lives had been. My angel looked upon me and nodded for me to rise.

 My gaze dropped to the ground in shame. I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes. I had love in my life and laughter. But there had also been trials of illness and wealth, and false accusations that took from me my world, as I knew it. I had to start over many times. I often struggled with the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster the strength to pick up and begin again. I spent many nights on my knees in prayer, asking for help and guidance in my life. I had often been held up to ridicule, which I endured painfully, each time offering it up to the Father in hopes that I would not melt within my skin beneath the judgmental gaze of those who unfairly judged me. And now, I had to face the truth.. My life was what it was, and I had to accept it for what it was.

 I rose and slowly lifted the combined squares of my life to the light. An awe-filled gasp filled the air. I gazed around at the others who stared at me with wide eyes. Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me. Light flooded the many holes, creating an image, the face of Christ. Then our Lord stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes. He said, 'Every time you gave over your life to Me, it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles. Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside and let Me shine through, until there was more of Me than there was of you.' May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through! God determines who walks into your life...it's up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay and who you refuse to let go.'

**WHAT YOU DO WITH THIS IS UP TO YOU. BUT I WOULDN'T MIND IF YOU PASSED THIS ON. 

Hectic last few weeks....

Well I haven't been on because first there was joy in my life because my son had come to visit from Calif. He will be with us for a bit so that makes me very happy.

I hadn't seen him in a couple years so as a parent we are always happy when a child comes back home to visit.
But no sooner than had he been here a few days and my daughter and her family had come by to visit- (they now live only 20 miles from us), they finished their visit and had left and I got a frantic call from my daughter that they had hit a deer.
I literally RAN from one end of my home to the other getting my purse and told my son we had to go as I was running down the front steps and he was letting in the dog and locking the door. I had left the house without my glasses and flying down my road at 60mph. I knew right where she was- there are plenty of deer that cross our road. This is the scene I found.

The deer was literally cut in half. It didn't end up in the car. The Lord was watching over the kids. Although it did release it's self (#2) and my daughter got that  (she was in the front seat) and the guts went flying into the back seat ( riders side) where my granddaughter was setting. Poor girl. She then proceeded to scream and stand up to push it to the floor and want out of the car, immediately . The glass shattered everywhere. My daughter got a cut lip and some cuts to her arms and chest. Everyone got glass in their hair. I gave her, my granddaughter and one grandson a hair cut. There was blood, feces, guts and hair all through the car. It looked like someone killed a family in there. If I had looked at the car first inside-I would've thought they were all dead. It's a good thing I seen them at the people's house they stopped at first. The people were kind enough to get buckets of water to help clean them up and let my daughter and granddaughter take showers to clean up.
Boy-- that was a frightening day... But the Lord does watch over us.
My youngest grandson Logan-(5yrs. old) is just mad that his car seat has blood on it and he has to get a new one. What a way to look at the situation! He was a trooper through the whole thing- he just looked around and said -- that deer messed up our car.

Things have calmed down a bit and I have been spending time with my son. 
Mr. L. had sold the motorcycle earlier this year and got himself a Scooter. He rides it back and forth to work and all around town. He gets about 90-100 miles to a gal. of gas. So with our gas at $3.56 that's not to bad. He can go for about 2 weeks back and forth to work on a gal of gas.
Wish I got that good of gas on my van.

So that is the reason I have been absent for a bit.