A Nudge from Above

 

“When you trust your inner guidance and begin moving in the direction of your dreams (aligned with your individual gifts) you will be cloaked in an armor bestowed upon you by your guardian angel.”

-Charles F. Glassman.

Once in awhile I receive a little nudge from the heavenly realms.

Yesterday, I was busy putting Lane Home Place back together again, preparing to change out the seasons, and everything was helter skelter. I had a few errands to run so I decided to make a quick trip out to west Knoxville to pick up what I needed. One thing led to another, and I ended up at Tuesday Morning hoping to find that last thing I needed. I have not been shopping as of late, I have not been inspired to do so, but yesterday my energy level got a boost, so I pushed myself to stay on task. I knew where I wanted to look in the store but I was drawn to the right where the Christmas decorations are, I have no need for more, but like I said I was drawn to that area.

Curt was a person who loved Christmas, practical jokes, and did not mind embarrassing you if it was the right time and place. A famous and memorable moment was when we were at Walmart, and we were separated, he knew where I was, he started throwing his voice and using a Mexican accent, which he was quite good at because he worked in the fields with the brasero’s when he was in high school, he started saying in a loud accented voice “Lin’da, Lin’da, Lin’da,” over and over again, I heard him but I refused to answer, Amy was with him and she was cracking up. Finally, I gave in and said “What Curt, what do you want?”. He had gathered quite a crowd by that time, thinking he was looking for a small child that had wondered away, not a grown agitated woman…the life and times of and memories of a marriage that was always fun and interesting.

Anyway, yesterday at Tuesday Morning, I was definitely given the Curtis Lane, Lin’da look, look, look, whisper in my ear. I looked down and there was an ornament, with a football player in an orangish jersey with the number 78 on it. I picked it up and said “okay Curt I got it for our Ollie’s tree, thank you ‘Big Boy’, my pet name for him, he called me Babe! It was the only football ornament, amongst the many displayed...the lady at the register said wow, that is unusual, are you going to paint out the number, I laughed and said no, that is my grandson's # at UT.  I came home with a treasure for our Big O’, and a burst of loving energy from my sweet love from above. A good day filled with unexpected gifts filled with heartfelt delight! Christmas is coming...the presents now given, are more difficult because the people I buy for have all they need or want. So sometimes it is the small thought-provoking gifts, that to me bring the most joy, as the giver, and to the receiver. Last week, I was able to find a few too. As the title of my blog says, “Looking Back...while going Forward”, it is what has kept me up and running, knowing I am never alone…

Some things are meant to be...this was one of them...

“Sometimes I need someone to turn the page for me

– kind of like the angel did for Gideon.” –