Monday, Monday

Monday Monday, can't trust that day- or so said the Mama's and the Papa's (yes, I know that reference dates me--so I'm old-get over it!)
Took the afternoon off to finish raking the leaves out of my yard. We have three large maple trees - in the summer these trees keep our house cool and comfortable. However, in the fall...Well, let's just say that most of the last three days I've been raking and bagging leaves. The weather has been exquisite. Sunshine, little wind, blue skies, and just right for outside work.
Late last week I received an email from my son who is serving overseas in the US Air Force. His laptop (purchased shortly before he went overseas) died, and he is tired of being away from his wife and family. I honestly don't know how to respond. I wish I had magic words that could speed up his deployment and bring him home, or that somehow I could say just the right thing to improve his outlook.
So, I have a letter going to him tomorrow. I confessed that all of us- yes, even me- have those periods in our lives when we feel like we are on a dead-end street with no end in sight. I told him that the only solution is to do what you have been assigned to do and that God has ways of changing the circumstances to open the dead-end street. I suggested that he read Paul's letter to the Philippians. Though written from prison, Paul expresses an unstoppable joy. So, tonight, I'm going to read Paul's letter myself and sleep well, knowing that God never leaves His own on dead-end streets- here or overseas!