Last year when we moved Popaw from his house to The Bridge at Lake Point Landing. It was a tough transition for him.
He was being taken from his home of 44 years and his independence was being seized right out from underneath him.
He had fought the idea, for a while, but it was finally apparent he could no longer safely remain by himself. He knew it too and didn’t put up much of an argument about going.
He said, “I know it’s probably best.”
Move-in day came. A host of friends from Mom and Ned’s Sunday school Class came to help.
It was hard. Hard for him. Hard for mom. Hard for us all. It’s only the second or third time I’ve ever seen Popaw cry. It wasn’t the ugly loud cry. It was silent flow of tears rolling softly down his cheeks. It was heart wrenching!
After getting him settled, everyone left, well, everyone except me. For some strange reason, I decided to linger with him a little longer
He was flipping through channels as we were chatting. He ran across some preacher who was talking about the Israelites. He talked about how they had been taken from their homes, wandered around in the wilderness for 40 years and then God led them to the land of milk and honey
Popaw looked at me and said, “Well that’s exactly how I feel, everything’s been taken from me. My house. My car. Everything I’ve known for many years. I feel like I’m in the desert now. Then they bring me ice cream and it’s like God gave me my milk and honey. Milk because ice cream is made with milk and honey because it’s sweet.”
I sat there thinking, “Wow! What an incredible perspective.”
The truth is, that’s the way he always sees things. He always finds the good in any situation. His kind heart and gentle spirit give him the ability to look beyond even the most difficult of circumstances and find the good.
Sometimes my biggest problem is that I fail to look at things from a different perspective. I see the negative and I stay there. I feel the weight of overwhelming circumstances. I feel the blows of life and fail to look for the good. The sad truth is when I fail to see the good, I most often times miss the blessing.
The truth that the Israelites learned while in the wilderness was that God’s provision was always there Not only did he guide them a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night. He gave them food daily. He took care of them.
Popaw has seen, felt and experienced the goodness and richness of God He has experienced God’s ultimate protection and provision for a long time. However, I believe the moment he was moved from his home, he felt empty. He felt alone He felt like a fish out of water. But he determined not to look at all he’d lost. He looked at what was ahead. He chose to see the goodness of the Lord once again