It’s Raining, It’s Pouring…..and a donut

My goodness… the rain is pouring down like crazy here in VA. I am looking out of my window and the sky is dark, the wind is howling and the rain is so heavy that I can’t see far away. What is going on? Usually at this time of year, we have brr….freezing temperatures.

Thank goodness that the drivers out on the roads are slowing down….well, there is that one person who seems to want to speed through the rain. He may get his wish to fly if he doesn’t slow down and it won’t be pretty if he hydroplanes.

Maybe that person is on the way to the donut shop. Let me tell you… I never thought a donut shop could disappoint me. After church on Sunday, my husband and I decided to stop at the local donut shop for a treat for me. Just one little chocolate covered white cream filled donut. Nothing too special, just something I wanted. Alan went in the shop and came out empty handed. “What’s going on?”, I asked. Well, guess what? The donut shop ran out of cream for the donuts. How can that be? How can a donut shop not have cream for the donuts? After calming my donut craving self, I realized that I really didn’t need the extra calories anyway. 🙂

As our family is preparing for Christmas day, we have so many blessings and we are thankful to God for all those blessings. Yes, life is hard at times, with illnesses, deaths, uncertainties and more. Yet, our hope and strength will remain strong as we trust God.

This Christmas, pause and remember that you are loved and cherished by God. He loves us in all our seasons of life, even in the pouring rain and even when we complain about not getting the donut we wanted. He sends us the rain to renew and refresh us. Thank You, God, for all Your wondrous blessings and love.

I’ll try the donut shop again in a few days, because you never know what will happen because… “It’s always a story with the Henderson’s”

Merry Christmas everyone!



Waiting for the letter carrier

I love receiving mail in the mail box. You know, the real mailbox outside of the house. Yes, I enjoy emails and Facebook messages a whole bunch. But, there is nothing like opening the door to the mailbox and finding a letter or card. (Not too happy about getting bills though)

While sitting in my chair at the computer desk, I can hear the mail truck coming down the street. I know that approximately 10-12 minutes will pass and that letter carrier will be at our mailbox. I get so excited!!!! After waiting for the mail to be delivered,(because I don’t want to scare the letter carrier by running outside right away), I walk outside and greet the mailbox with joyful anticipation.

This time of year, many people are sending cards to loved ones and even to people they don’t know. I love to send cards as much as I love to get them. How wonderful to know that a person’s day will be brightened by the thought that someone took the time and effort to write and mail a card or note to them.

I have been asked why I send cards and notes. I believe that God’s love is shining through in each card and note that I send. I pray that whoever receives mail knows that they are loved by God and that He sent His only Son, Jesus, to save us from our sins.

John 3:16 is my favorite Scripture. That was the first Scripture my Daddy ever taught me.

John 3:16King James Version (KJV)

16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

This Christmas, take time to send a note or card to someone and let them know that God loves them and that you love them, too.

Merry Christmas!

People Watching and the Car Alarm

Last evening, Alan and I decided to take our daily trip to “the Kroger” across the street from our home.  We were shopping for essentials like pickles, spinach and cookies. (No, I am not expecting.)  🙂

I decided to sit in the car and “people watch” while Alan went shopping. I knew he wouldn’t be in the store long and I always enjoy watching the sights. I am amazed at how many people come out of the store and can’t find their vehicles. Well… not amazed, because even though we are at the store a lot, we have forgotten where we parked, too.

Alan got out of the car, closed his door and proceeded to hit the lock button. I thought, “Oh, how sweet. He wants me to be safe.” Only problem is that he didn’t realize that he had activated the car alarm when locking in his precious cargo. So, now, a red light was flashing on the dashboard and I sat praying that I didn’t see anyone I knew in the parking lot. If I did see a friend who wanted to chat, that would mean I had to open the car door and oh, no!!!!! That loud car alarm would alert the world that I might be in distress, when in fact, my husband was being extra careful. Of course, I didn’t have my set of keys with me.  So, I sat there just hoping that he would be out of the store soon.

In what seemed like hours, but, was only about 10 minutes, Alan arrived back at the car with spinach and pickles. They were out of the cookies I had requested. I explained the dilemma of the car alarm and how worried I was that I might have to open the door. Very quiet and calmly, he said, “Oh, I must have pushed the wrong button on the key chain.” Yes, he was being protective, even more than he realized. 🙂

After “the Kroger” adventure, we rode around the neighborhood and looked at Christmas decorations.

I am blessed to be loved so much. You just never know what will happen around here….because “It’s always a story with the Henderson’s.”

Have a blessed day,