2024

2024… wow, did I just type that? This just struck me, a new year, time is ticking onward… 2024

I have been through two full years without my Randy, 2022 and 2023, and most of 2021. How can this be? Have I really survived these past years without him? In looking forward from that ecliptic moment, I never ever imagined that I would survive. Now, in looking back, well here I am. Survived… yes. Thrived… no. Living… in some manner. Life… so different than I have ever experienced or imagined. God… still holding me tight, comforting and strengthening me, and positioning me. Thank you God, Christ, Spirit… thank you.

Which is MY lesson today… looking forward from now, I have no idea what the moments and days and weeks and months and years will hold. Truly, I have no idea. My imaginings are just that, guesses of what each phase will bring. Guesses… I can’t live upon guesses: not in the stock market and not in the movement of my life. Guessing isn’t so much a part of me as in the past. Guessing I have learned, is dangerous for my heart, and my finances! Guessing… 2023 has taught me to release you, to see how you held me, to say NO to you.

Today, my heart is full, yet lonely; yes both together. Spirit has healed and taught and positioned and healed again. The lies of guessing I now recognize and don’t entertain. For this day Spirit will meet me… this day Spirit will bring what’s needed… this day Spirit will position me where He may flow through for healing and love to others, and to me. This day Spirit…

And in this day, I trust, that exciting stirrings and movements and adventures, Spirit has planned. Yes in this new year of 2024, I trust…

© Copyright 2021-2024 DonnaTheSurvivor; All rights reserved. No portion of this work/blog may be duplicated or copied without the expressed written consent of the author.