I am not ashamed to say that I am in love with life, all of it; the good, the bad, and the ugly.  Each morning, when I get up, I thank God for giving me another day. A day to enjoy the beauty that surrounds me. A day to enjoy my loving husband. A day, to talk with my children, grandchildren, and two great-grandsons. A day to smile at a stranger, help a neighbor, and try to make a difference.  A day to live my many passions. A day to count my blessings.  A day to pray for all those dealing with illnesses and sadness in their lives.

 Although I enjoy my life, from time to time, I try to fix things. Not appliances, or radios, but people. Over the years, I have worked hard to guide them, protect them, and to love away whatever was haunting them or hurting them.  The harder I tried, the harder it was, and the harder my heart broke. But then a wise woman sat me down and told me to stop what I was doing and let God do His job. She also said to me that it is normal to worry and fret over loved ones, but it is not up to me to try to change them.

 Each day, when I say my morning prayers, I ask for strength for all those needing help.  I pray that they will know the Man who loves them beyond words and wants the very best for them.  He wants them to know that He is waiting to hear them call His name.  Although I have taken the advice of my dear friend, I sometimes slip back into wanting to protect the weak at heart. Maybe it is  because I sense danger. Perhaps a small part of me might think that God is not listening. But He really is.

 All I know is that I am mesmerized. I have seen God work in my life. He was there when those I dearly loved passed.  He lifted me and filled me with His never-ending love. He was there through illness and surgeries. He was there in the good times and the bad times.  He forgives me when I goof, and He always listens.  He was there every time.   Sometimes I don’t quite understand the plan He has for me; however, I know He has me covered.  He has you covered too.

Tonight’s story was one I was not planning to write, but the word mesmerized sat firmly in my heart all day. And as the story goes, with a little help from above, the message needed to be told.

Published by cynthiajeandeluca

My name is Cynthia Jean DeLuca. I am a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. I believe in following your dreams and never giving up! Helping others is very important to me, for when we help others, we help ourselves. It is my hope to make a difference in the lives of children and grown-ups. My hobbies are writing, quilting and painting. I am a novice at all three but, enjoy them immensely. I grew up on a farm with no indoor plumbing and no heat in our upstairs. I love life and have a very strong faith. Working on inspirational short stories for grown- ups. Love to speak on topics that touch my heart.

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