Sunshine and Rain

There's a popular Frankie Beverly and Maze hit with the hypnotic refrain 'Joy and pain, sun-shine and rain,' a pretty apt description of life itself. I mention this not to be jejune or even deep, but for the purpose of illustrating a point to CHEER YOU UP. I promise.

Two weeks before the second anniversary of my father's death, I was seized by an uncontrollable, overwhelming bout of grief that I had not experienced since the day of, and the days leading up to, the funeral. I was so distraught that I considered calling in sick. Not slick leave, sick leave.

Here is what the Lord laid on my heart that day: 'I will help you pull yourself together because, when you get to work, someone will be especially glad to see you.' I was mystified but, of course, I was able to gather my wits and dress for work.

Every work day, after an hour or so, I roll over into the next aisle just to sneek a peek and say hello. When I got to this person's desk, she stood up smiling and gave me a hug! ' - - -, I'm so glad to see you!' As I've said before, even if you dislike the job, there ought to be SOMEBODY there that you can talk to. If there isn't, please - - - find somebody quickly.

This lady, whom I've not even know for that long, reached out and touched me in a special way without even knowing it. I like to think it was God's plan to help me past the gut-wrenching grief I couldn't seem to control. If I had called in sick, God would have had to formulate a new plan to counter the one I messed up!

I've always called this lady my Sis-tah and more importantly, my Sunshine. As a matter of fact she reminds me of one of my best friends from high school, Merideth. Thank you, my Sunshine. And to the rest of you, God has put a links at the job to help you through, if you're open to finding them.