R's rue

It was a good weekend. My old friend, Tony, invited me over to Beverley in the very heart of East Yorkshire. It's where I went to school and where Tony now lives with his second wife, Pauline. We drove into the nearby city of Hull. The team I have supported for sixty years were playing Plymouth Argyle. But Tony had not only bought me a match ticket, he had paid for a "prestige" package that involved a lunch, free drinks, great seats next to the directors' box  and so on. High Esk Lake  by The River Hull At halftime, we looked up at the big screen and a  digital birthday greeting came on wishing me a happy 70th birthday "from Tony".  I have waited for fame all my life and now I had it. Of course the crowd cheered wildly when they saw my name. Though  Hull City deserved to win, we ended up drawing the match with  Plymouth. The final score was 1-1. The River Hull north of Hull Bridge Back in Beverley, we visited Nellie'...

 Lord, These letters continue. And they continue because I’m a human wholly in need of You. I need You to be at the center of who I am. I don’t like who I am without You. I’m a selfish and impatient sort who wants what others have. With You, You remind me that I am not what I feel. You remind me to trust You even if I don’t understand why. You remind me not to ask why. Why leads to a resentment I can’t carry. These past few days have been exhausting. My body has needed rest. It demanded it. Physically I have resisted rest. Mentally, I’ve done the same. God stepped in once again. For the first time, the whole of me let rest call the shots. The best decision ever.  Pray that I may trust You  To be The anchor That holds My feet Firmly rooted Planted So I can bloom When ready Pray for me. Trying to rid myself of worldly desires is harder than I thought. Thank you from R's rue https://ift.tt/UJhACMB