After posting yesterday about those perfect poached eggs, I got to thinking that I’d written a dose of Monkey’s Paw .(See last week’s blog of the same name.) Anything, Lord, I’ll do anything. Just give me my Ron back.
I never meant it to sound like that and I wouldn’t want it for Ron either. Rob in Delaware (see comments) wrote that Ron has all the scrambled eggs he wants now….
How could I ever ask him to come home to me, when he is still celebrating his heavenly home coming? Why would I want to tie him to an earthly plain when he is in the heavenly?
Only selfishness would demand that of a loved one. Some days I feel selfish, but by the grace of God, I am able to let go….and let Ron enjoy his new life…….
Brenda J Wood