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Topic: Note (02/07/13)
TITLE: Love and Blessing
By Becky Depp
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Sad memories filled my heart and streamed from my eyes. A lump formed in my throat preventing me from swallowing.
I flipped to the next page and saw the envelope my last Christmas gift from both my grandmother and grandfather. My hand reached for a piece of paper that was glued down on the inside of the next page, the title above it read “Poem written to Pops for his sixtieth birthday”. I smiled but the ache still remained.
Daddy is whering red and mommy is whering blue they love you and I do too.
Elmo is red and grover is blue they say Happy Birthday and I do too.
Strawberries are red and blueberries are blue That was my poem from me to you.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at my corny little poem and my terrible spelling when I was eleven and wrote that poem for him. That was the first time I ever wrote a poem and it was that poem that got me into writing more poetry, which then got me into writing stories and novels.
I flipped through the pages and found Birthday, Easter and Christmas cards from friends and family. A little piece of paper caught my attention. I flipped it open and read the note.
Thank you for being our entire worship team today. –Lynn”
A smile crept up my face as the memory flooded back to me…
Our church was very small at the time and our Choir was made up of only four girls- me included. I was always afraid to sing solo (unless it was “solo” you couldn’t hear me) and sometimes even afraid to sing in a duet but if it was a little group of us I was okay with it.
One Sunday morning I was the only one of our choir to show up for service. My stomach turned, flopped, flipped and dropped. I was literally fighting to keep everything in my stomach… well in my stomach. I could have just stayed in the congregation but that would have been the easy way out.
Somehow, someway I found the strength to go up to the front and lead the music. I was really glad I was able to do it. When I returned to my seat, I found that note from Lynn sitting in my spot. I thanked God that day for helping me bless someone, even if it was just one someone.
As I continued to flip through my journal, I kept reading the other notes and cards and one thing kept popping out at me.
I am blessed. Through the good, the bad and the sad I have friends and family who love me and are there for me. Going through my book of notes and gifts from friends and family, it shows the love I’m given through gifts from my dearest Grandfather, may he rest in peace, to notes from other Church goers and Birthday and Christmas cards, not to mention “just because” letters and notes and even get well soon cards and cards written with hope that one of my family members gets better soon after being hospitalized.
I close my eyes and I pray to God, thanking Him for my friends. Thanking Him for my family, however short of time we had together, but thanking Him for that time nonetheless. Thanking Him for blessing me with all these great things, but also too, praying that I will bless others and bestow upon them the same love and blessing that has been shown to me through all of these years.
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