is the grass any bluer...

is the grass any bluer...
...in Cincinnati!

Wednesday, September 30, 2020

Redeemed

I have really tried this past week to help my sister Kelli move out of the spartan apartment in which she dwells at the present time.



 I am happy to say that she will be living downstairs from me, hopefully, since we have filled out the applications and everything is ready to go. If she and her husband Lenny pass muster, they will be able to move in Thursday! Which is tomorrow LOL. 

I have been wrestling with the Holy Spirit for over a year now, it first started bothering me last year at Melody's wedding, which happened in August of 2019; and then Shelby's wedding at October of last year, which also sparked my heart. 

It made me think of the future, and what I want to do with the last quarter of my life. I want to spend it around my loved ones, and if I have great grandbabies on the way, I need to move up to Cincinnati, and be nearby. I announced to all of the kids and my son that I was planning to do so, and I have to say it was like the Titanic going out on her maiden voyage. Silence and then nothing ... my spirit sank like a ship. Not one of the kids wrote back and told me how happy they were that I was moving, Except Sammy. 

Sammy understands me and loves me, and I've always known that, and I always will. 

Apparently, God wanted me to help my sister, not myself. I needed to see that clearly, and this past week has been one of full clarity. After Ginsburg's death, the presidential debate which was more of a verbal wrestling match with a bully, and the recent news of more covid cases in Kentucky, I need some good news. 

I need something to cheer me up. And I'm going to find it! If I can get Kelli and Kenny approved to move in my tower, well wouldn't that be something precious? 

Love all of you lambchops, thanks for reading all of my crazy thoughts, I hope your evening is pleasant, 

Peace,

Kimmy

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