The view from above

"I believe it was God that was the first to come up with the Occupy Movement. That's exactly what He wants to do in our hearts."

     

     Waking to a beautiful sunny morning is yet another reminder as to why Nels and I moved to this welcoming Okanagan Valley in the first place. Driving home from an early morning ladies' friendship breakfast, my heart couldn't help but overflow with gratefulness as I began enumerating in my mind, the many blessings that have come my way.

Though a spring chill still lingers in the air, it seems to be the perfect day to enjoy a nature walk along the lake, as my loving partner and I so often did together. 

     My mind suddenly began to fill with all kinds of happy memories, and then, a big ache surfaced in my heart — for all those joys no longer part of my life.    
     
     Before I realized it, my car was turning into the entrance of the cemetery, up on the hill where my precious partner was laid to rest. Looking out over the panoramic view of the city, I thought of the times we paused here together, wondering which one of us would be the first to occupy this resting place. Nels, I am so glad you were spared this pain. 
   
     Just then, these comforting words entered my mind and my heavy heart was lightened once again: "Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God."

— beulah