Car Conversation

It was a rainy, dark night and we were cautiously traversing down unknown roads on our way home from a distant wedding. It had been several days since we had left the routine and quiet of home. The weekend was filled with laughter, grandbabies, a 2 hour eye doctor appointment (addressing my newest health challenge), family - some whom I hadn't seen in several years and yes, a few tears. It was comforting to finally get on a road we recognized and it was OUR road - though still 30 miles from home.

In one of my "cancer books" I was reminded of ways to NOT comfort someone. It struck a sour chord when I read that saying "at least....." doesn't help! I confess to saying this with many good intentions all too often.  But no more. However, it has become a game of sorts for Jerry and me. When spoken to oneself, it is a good thing, a reminder of countless blessings even in seasons of lack.

We pulled into our driveway late last night with a sigh of relief. However our yard looked like an alfalfa field due to our lawn mower breaking down last week. So I commented on that which led to this conversation:

N - But at least we have a yard.
J - At least we have a house to come home to!
N - At least I was able to go to the wedding.
J - (reaching over to grab my hand) At least you are still with us!
Quiet pause. Nodding of heads.
N - (smirking) At least YOU are still with us!😘

I hope we can continue these "at least" conversations. It helps us to remember the good in the midst of the things that don't always go as hoped or planned. Lawn mowers will break down right when you need to use them. Health concerns will arise. People will let us down. Someone may even say "at least...." to you.

So here's my favorite "at least":
At least we know that GOD IS GOOD no matter what our situation. He is good when He doesn't answer our prayers in the way we hope and, yes, when He does!
HE IS GOOD.
AMEN.
CASE CLOSED.