Posts Tagged ‘Comfort’

PostHeaderIcon BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS

By Vernalee
I awoke this morning listening to my favorite singer, Aretha Franklin.
Nobody can touch my soul in song better than the Queen.
As I listened to the best selling song ever for Columbia Records originally recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in 1969, my soul was filled with Aretha’s rendition.
You see, she and I have been on first name basis for years though we have never physically exchanged pleasantries.
Songs have always been life’s rhythm put to words accompanied by music.
So, “Bridge Over Troubled Waters” was written to provide comfort.
That it has done for me this morning!
I trust that its therapeutic effects are comforting to you as well.
Be inspired by Matthews 6:34.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Be blessed.

PostHeaderIcon A CUP OF FLOUR

By Vernalee
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Growing up, I remember when a neighbor and my Mother would trade a cup of flour when needed. If someone ran short, the other person was there. Maybe, it was the neighborly atmosphere that existed in small towns like Glen Allan, Mississippi. Perhaps, it was a way of life then.
I cannot put my fingers on it, but I miss the atmospheric flavor that it exuded.
Sure that cup of flour enhanced the mouth watering taste of my Aunt Sudie’s biscuits that she shaped not with a biscuit cutter, but with her hands.
Certainly, that cup of flour rounded out the ingredients in Miss Laura’s finger licking good lemon glazed pound cake.
All of that was true with their flavor enhanced recipes, but that cup of flour was more than what it appeared.
The flour epitomized the essence of sharing.
There was a camaraderie and comfort of knowing that someone would be there for you in a time of need.
Helping each other was the name of the game.
It was the neighborly thing to do.
It is an ingredient that is sorely missing today.
Sure, the big city took away some of the closeness. Many of us don’t even know our neighbors’ names. How tragic!
Gone and removed are the comfort zones as we grew away from the hands that worked together; from the hands that cultivated a spirit of unity and reciprocity. Instead, we put up fences and barricades (some visible, some not) of impediments that multiplied as time passed by.
Ironically, whether we admit it or not, as the price of flour went up, so did our need for each other; a need, a dependence, a love that some have let gradually fade in the sunset.
We somehow managed to take away that loving feeling that I wish we could put back!
Symbolically, the call of action today is to extend our hands carrying a sack of flour because now a cup just won’t do!
It’s the neighborly thing to do whether we live next door or not!
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PostHeaderIcon BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS

By Vernalee
I awoke this morning listening to my favorite singer, Aretha Franklin. Nobody can touch my soul in voice better than the Queen. As I listened to the best selling song ever for Columbia Records originally recorded by Simon & Garfunkel in 1969, my heart was jumping and my soul was filled with Aretha’s rendition. You see, she and I have been on first name basis for years though we have never physically exchanged pleasantries. However, in caring for my Mother through her illness, sometimes despair enters the room; sometimes sadness consumes your spirit; sometimes you have to be lifted up; sometimes in addition to prayer, you have to hear the voice of others! An independent woman who always did for herself is now dependent upon her son, grandchildren, great-grands, me, and other loved ones to care for her. I know that my Mother wants to do more for herself, but her physical impairments prevent it. Songs have always been life’s rhythm put to words accompanied by music. So, “Bridge Over Troubled Waters” was written to provide comfort. That it has done for me this morning! I extrapolate the meaning slightly to let my dear Mother know that as she took care of us, it is now our time to take care of you Momma! That is how God intended it; that is what we will do! We are your bridge!

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