“May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭15:13‬ ‭ESV‬‬

I was sitting with my friend, Terri, yesterday when I heard this loud roaring noise. At first, I thought the air conditioner had gone on the fritz. I looked out the window and saw sunshine so I knew it wasn’t rain. I looked around, puzzled. Suddenly, everyone jumped up and ran to the windows. Rain! It really was raining. And pretty darned hard, too. Since the sun was out, there was an impressive rainbow. But do you think I ran and got my camera to document the event? Oh, heck no! I might have missed the whole storm. And rain is NOT something you want to miss in this semi-arid climate.

Colorado is parched. The grass crackles under your feet. Miss one day watering your plants or lawn and you have nothing but pale straw colored spikes. You know it’s a dry summer when the headline on the news alert coming out of Denver is “IT’S RAINING!” The other night, my son-in-law’s dad got the call…there would be no more water in the ditch. They own shares in the irrigation ditch…along with a gazillion other people. The ditch hasn’t dried up in years. I hope what little bit of rain we received here yesterday will help ease the fire danger. These people don’t live with “IF” when it comes to fires. They live with “WHEN”. It’s scary.

I visited Mr. Virgo’s grave again. I cleared away the old decorations and try as I might, I couldn’t find anything to replace them. I’ll clean up the cross and put it back on his grave before I leave tomorrow. As I sat there talking to him, I told him it was time to order his headstone. I just haven’t done it. It’s the “last thing”. I thought perhaps I was being remiss in not getting this part done. But I have been assured by many others I’m not alone. I mean, I’m in a new relationship. I’m happy. Mr. Virgo would be thrilled that I am living my life. Setting that headstone is sealing the past in the past. I’m ready to do that now. As soon as I told him I was going to order his stone, the bluebirds came. They circled around and around…a dozen or more of them. I laughed and said “Ok, Ok…I see you!” When I finally pulled out of the cemetery, the bluebirds followed along beside my car all the way down the hill. It was stunning! I left feeling optimistic…and somewhat relieved. I’m ready. ❤️