Day Forty-nine; Anticipation

I have watched the rain fall off and on all day. The sun never once breaking through the clouds. I’ve constantly fed the wood stove trying to stay warm, but still having to run the space heater in this room. (I’m glad my son pays the power bill) I managed to get the feral cats fed early in the afternoon during a break in the rain. I did notice though that toward the middle of next week not only should the sun be gloriously shining but the temperatures warming up. That would make perfect weather for a nice hike up the local mountain that I do so love.

This inactivity is beginning to tell on me and make me lazy. I need to get prepared for all the yard work I have waiting once the cold weather is over with. That makes it anticipation times two even with a little dread. Dreading cleaning up the leaves and limbs, but so looking forward to the flowers to come. The flowers, the warm weather, the sun, sitting out on the porch watching nothing happen. Its funny how we seem to live our lives always in anticipation of something.


 As children we anticipated, birthdays, Christmas, summer vacation.


 Back when I was working I looked forward to the weekend, or holidays or vacation.

The bigger anticipation was retirement. The things we could do and the places we could go.

 Times we are able to get together with friends and family.

 There always seems to be something we have that anticipation for. Right now, I’m not afraid to believe that it would be an end to the craziness that is going on all around us. That this Covid-19 would fade away and the country would stop this division crap. There are better ways to work things out and correct issues other than the separation that we are dealing with.

 As a Christian, a Believer, a Follower of Christ..what I anticipate is the day my journey here is done and I go home.While my journey has in no way been as difficult as some, there have been moments. But those moments have taught me much. The storms that I have endured, have brought me strength. The lonely days and nights, have drawn me closer to the Lord who comforts me. I don’t know the number of my days, and I wouldn’t want to know unless I were able in those days to sing out the praises of He who strengthens me.


 How I look forward to a peace like none other, to walk beside the saints and talk with them. To hear the angels sing and to see Jesus. As the song goes, I can only imagine, what that day would be like. What I know, is that this is an anticipation like none other.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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11 Responses to Day Forty-nine; Anticipation

  1. Irene Melgoza says:

    It was a chilly day today….it’s supposed to rain tomorrow. We shall see. Speaking of supposed to…I was supposed to go get groceries, but didn’t. I texted my twin if she was in dire need of anything, and if so, I’d go. She said no, so I didn’t feel too guilty for not going.

    I did manage to do some baking. Brownies. carrot cake. and an apple strudel. I am going to share the goodies with three other households ( all family, of course..LOL ).

  2. leendadll says:

    Interesting… this made me realize I’m really not anticipating much anymore… a paycheck and paying off my debt, that’s about it. But I’m also still recovering from 4yrs of severe fatigue that left my home a disaster area and me resigned to that reality. Although my health has improved substantially, my mental state is still tired and uncaring.

    • I understand. My husband was ill for several years before his passing. Our home and yard suffered greatly. It took my losing my job due to the virus for me to finally start waking up enough to do something positive while I waited for the call back that never came. We do things in our time. We know, when we are ready to take the next step forward.

      • leendadll says:

        Yes. I’m thankful I live alone but there are indications my cats might be suffering from allergies. I need to find energy I don’t have,,or someone I’m willing to let in to deal with the mess for me. It’s not a hoarder home but it’s a complete disaster area. As I frequently say, I fantasize about “cleaning” it with a can of gas and a match!!

      • It doesn’t take long for any place to appear to be a disaster. Mine looks that way now, I seriously need to clean up my kitchen.

      • leendadll says:

        Lol… my kitchen cabinets are full of stuff I never use and couldn’t if I wanted to because it’s blocked by the piles of stuff I actually use!

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