Here’s the thing about Facebook: you can re-connect with people who once upon a time were your schoolmates, pals, neighbors or cousins. You can also connect with new ones. This story is about the new ones.
Hubb’s Aunt kept telling me, “You should connect with Jerry, that’s me and your late-mother-in-law’s cousin. He writes daily posts that are so uplifting and hilarious. You would really enjoy him, Marilyn.”
And so I did.
And I found myself looking forward to his daily words celebrating sunshine and lollipops and looking for the good in every sunrise. Of being thankful. Of praising our Creator.
And then he got sick.
And as a man I’ve never met recovers in a hospital bed a whole group of us rallied around him.
Posts appear on his “wall” about someone taking time to enjoy coffee on their deck that morning.
About reveling in the glory of a morning songbird’s trill.
Posts about finding sunshine and lollipops in unlikely places.
Posts about being thankful. Posts of prayer – for him and his family.
Posts that he’s now able to read from his hospital bed when he’s allowed to peruse his Kindle.
And in his own way, that community he created, rallied together like a virtual church pot-luck.
That’s what being loved and cared for is all about, isn’t it?
“You and I are being guided, of this I’m certain. I no longer doubt that the Universe is constantly looking for ways to communicate with us and lovingly guide us to our highest good, our purpose, and our happiness. But we must pay attention – we must be open to listen with our hearts and to trust the synchronicities, chance encounters, songs on the radio, and random thoughts that gently cross our paths, knowing with bold assurance that we are always being loved and cared for. If you pay attention, you will soon come to realize that there’s a loving intelligence that seeks your highest good and happiness. Listen. Listen and trust that you are being guided. Listen as if the Universe itself were about to reveal the most wonderful secret; because it is.” – Frankie Perez