While looking for some photos to display on Saturday at my brother's funeral lunch, my "book" was found.
I have been looking for it for years and now it has found me!
When I wrote it, I was using a typewriter. Do you remember what a typewriter is? There are a lot of "typos" which will be corrected when I transfer it all to the computer. I had written about 50 pages which is less than one third of what I think the finished product will be. It is based on my Grandfather's life and the story he wrote about growing up in the 1800's in the Plains states.
I am enjoying reading it. I think it might make a good children's book. We'll see.
I think God helped me find it just when I needed it. The idea of my brother's death and burial has not been easy. We fought a lot but I loved him very much. I have very conflicted feelings about him. I have written about that in prior Blogs.
Looking through old photos of us when we were children and finding my "book" has lifted my spirits more than I could have imagined. I now feel I can face Saturday's services.
Even though I often forget it, God is in control. He makes things happen in His time not in ours. Why is that so hard for me to remember?