Saturday Sensibility

The world has been rocked by many things, one being the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg. I admire much of what she has done, and think she is a good role model for girls and boys. Boys can learn to accept a girl that is smart, educated, savvy, intelligent, confident, and realize they add much more to life than someone who is simply physically appealing. I simply think if they learn to appreciate a girl like that when they are young, they will come to appreciate her even more when they are older. And wiser. Bless RBG and her family.

It was my honor to be invited to the Ribbon Cutting at Victory Apartments yesterday in Omaha. The program was informative, and the speakers were good. I cannot wait to do more work with gathering donations for them, thank you Margie Smith, for letting our groups at the VFW Post 2503 assist!

My high school graduating class experienced a big loss this week. One well-liked, wonderful gal passed away. I do not know what the cause of death was, I just know from the outpouring on Facebook, she leaves quite an empty space in the earth. She had a family, a husband of 40 years, and a nursing career that cared for many people during her life. She was a lot of fun in high school, although I didn’t hang out with her people. We should all strive to make the world a better place, just like she did. RIP, Barb. Hugs and prayers for your family.

These times are different, difficult at best. I’m dismayed by folks who are sure the sky is falling. I am not one who looks through rose colored glasses in a make-believe world. I was raised to think and anticipate cause and effect. Yes, things can go badly at any time, I’m enough of a realist to know that. I do believe, deep down, if we were to be obliviated for being sinful, it would have happened long before this.

I feel bad for the people who are suffering from so much anxiety over the state of things. I have concerns. At this time, I’m pretty busy living and trying to make the world better to wile away with anxiety that is crippling. That’s not a judgment, it’s just saying I found a way to quit worrying and impacting the quality of my life. The more I worried (as I was taught growing up), the less I could do. Once I learned to give it to God, things changed dramatically. I think there is a point where choices must be made on how you will spend your energy. Will the worry and anxiety help anything? No, it won’t. Will participating in the world help? Yes, as long as you stay willing to accept an outcome that may be other than what you have in mind. Participating in life doesn’t guarantee an end result that matches your idea of what should go on.

We, as mere humans, don’t know enough to know what is the best outcome. God only knows that. Want to make him laugh? Tell him your plans. Seriously. He has the time. He’ll love you anyway. Sometimes a challenge presents itself to me, and I say, “Oh God, what is it you think I need to learn NOW?” I’m grateful He’s communicating with me. You’re never too old to learn to listen. Never.

Go out and share your own unique light with the dark world. Protect your light, so you shine it where it will grow not diminish. When you share in the right place, it will energize you, not deplete you. I learned that the hard way, too. I’m glad I finally know. Go out and be a Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Be a Barb. Be a man or woman who cares deeply. Be someone who shares their gift and makes the world a better, more hopeful place. Let’s meet again tomorrow, ok? I’m so glad you were here. You make my dreams more attainable.