he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.
Psalm 23
shep·herd - noun – a person who protects, guides, or watches over a person or group of people.
How many times have I read this passage? How many times have I said “thank you, Lord” and moved on? I don’t have an exact number…but I can assure you, it is many, many times. Today…not. so. fast. This really hit me! Right between the eyes…maybe a little lower, right in my heart!
I have a shepherd in my life. What a gift! I have someone who protects, guides and watches over me. I have someone who will lead me beside quiet (think calm, peaceful, still) waters. But I know that all the waters of my life are not quiet and calm…umm…maybe they would be if I got out of the way. Maybe they would be if I trusted more and doubted less. If I listened more and talked less. The Lord is my shepherd and I need to let him shepherd me!
Yesterday, Dianne had a lovely post. I join her in praying more diligently for the “flesh of my flesh.”
Lord, thank you for shepherding me all the days of my life. Thank you for calming the waters when the sea is rough and thank you for the times in my life when the seas were calm and you just walked beside me allowing me to bask in the peacefulness. Lord, I pray for Andy and I ask that you guide him and opens his eyes and heart to your will. Give him the courage and grace to follow you. Bless those reading this blog, bless those that are about to embark on another year of school…home or otherwise…guide them and direct them, both students and parents, give them peace and courage to do your will. Lord, I thank you for my new job and the opportunity to be a light for you in a new and different place.
What about you? How many times have your read Psalm 23? What does it mean to you?
Wow! Mary, I am humbled that you linked to my post from yesterday. Thank you.
Concerning Psalm 23, several years ago (after I had spent a lifetime of reading Psalm 23 and thought I knew everything it said and more–smile), my Bible study teacher gave us homework to read Psalm 23 five times a day every day for a week meditatively and prayerfully.
To say I was disappointed in this assignment is kinda an understatement, but I did it anyway. I cannot tell you how blessed I was at the end of the week. Your post today spurs me on to go reread it again and read my response paper that I wrote after doing the homework. IT WAS SO ENLIGHTENING what God taught me AFTER I thought I knew everything.
Thanks so, so, much for your kind comments on my blog. LOVE your blog music…such an awesome song, that I had kind of forgotten about. THANKS! Elizabeth http://www.justfollowingjesus.com
This is a great reminder to Trust. I love this psalm. I discovered it again yesterday as I was looking over the daily readings. I needed to see it and read it and let it soak in. Great post.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, those young 20 somethings were married for 41 years.
The second photo was taken last year on our 40th anniversary. I didn`t post it because I didn`t like the way my legs looked. Something happened in the last year and I`m reminded that those legs have carried me for 62 years (when the photo was taken). Carried me through 3 pregnancies that gifted me with one living child, @coach_andy_bonner
The last photo was taken on Tuesday as we sat on the beach and a lady walked by and said, "would you like me to take your picture?" We said yes. Time with John is still one of my favorite things. He retired on Friday, before we left on Monday for this trip. There are so many unknowns but so much to be grateful for and so much to look forward to in the next stage.
I`m grateful for my clients that give me something to do every day Monday-Friday. @christiepurifoy @kriscamealy @bekah @whatlolalikes @abby_roadhome & to the wonderful team @parkermanagement-you guys all make my life so fun!
And I`m grateful for time at a place like this. Sand and water...not sure there is anything better!
Happy Anniversary Week to my love that is not on ANY social media channel!
She died 4 days after she was born. We buried her 4 days after she died.
Born 6-9-1992
Died 6-12-1992
Buried 6-16-1992
That would be 31 years ago today.
Last year, on the 30th anniversary of her birth we re-buried her on the grounds of St. Emma Monastery Greensburg, PA where her paternal grandparents are buried.
This year, today has been harder than Friday, June 9 the day she was born. Or Monday, June 12 the day she died.
I`ve cried more today than either of the other days.
I took a walk.
Got a pedicure.
Cried.
And chose a simple dinner of appetizers.
And I give myself permission to do nothing else.
I am thankful for the time we had her. For the experience and the things I learned about myself through the experience.
John and I are very conscious of what we say yes to and what we say no to. All because of Amy`s short life.
I`ve tried to use my experience to help others experiencing infant loss-or any loss. Some things are the same no matter the age of the deceased. Even if it is a loss thru miscarriage. I`ve experienced that too.
A loss is a loss.
Thank you to my sister and niece @sherrigd @tarahelise for letting us spend last weekend on your porch crying, laughing, and drinking wine and margaritas. I love you guys more than you know and I really needed that.
In what seems like the blink of an eye, it is 31 years later. Not a day goes by that I do not think of her.
My heart still hurts.
I cry at random times.
And I miss her. Still. 31 years later.
I grieve all the things that didn`t happen.
The relationships.
The life events.
Strangely though there are fewer tears today. Sometimes I think my tears are all gone. The well is dry.
Lack of tears does not mean lack of grief. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. So I accept my emotions today-whatever they may be.
If you know someone that has experienced a loss, don`t be afraid to tell them you remember. Let them know you care. Take a meal, send a text, write and snail mail a card. We want to know our loss is not forgotten.
I cried in church. Not because I was thinking about the events leading up to the crucifixion but because there was a little girl of about 5 or so sitting in front of me. She had the most gorgeous dark hair. With streaks of gold running through it. Natural streaks. Not the artificial colored streaks I pay more than I`m willing to share to get every few months.
As I observed her I thought about my own daughter. The one that died at 4 days old.
I thought of how she might be standing next to me this morning or next Sunday on Easter. Maybe she would have travelled to Charlotte to spend some time with her dad and me.
Grief is something that robs us of so much. It robs me of not just my daughter but it robs me of being the mom of a daughter.
I look at some of my closest friends, all mothers of daughters and I envy, yes ENVY!, the relationships they all have with their daughters. They may not agree with them on all things or see eye-to-eye with them but the daughters lead the charge to throw surprise 60th birthday parties for their parents or make sure that mom gets a Mother`s Day card, a birthday card, etc.
I think daughters are different than sons. Daughters are more sensitive than sons based on my observations as an outsider. I do not experience that sensitivity. And I grieve the fact that I am not the mother of a daughter.
The version of me before Amy`s death is totally different than the me that is here now.
If you want to read more about about my daughter, Amy, you can go to https://marybonner.net/?s=Amy and read more about my journey through infant loss and moving forward.
Adam McHugh`s book Blood From a Stone is a beautiful piece of writing about returning from the dead. I encourage you to check it out. You can find the book on Amazon or wherever books are sold. Find and follow him @adammchughwine You won`t be sorry.
"Grief is so agonizing not only because you have lost something, but you have lost someone, and that someone is the version of you that was alive before your loss." Blood From a Stone Adam McHugh Page 102
Every June I think I`m going to handle this better. Whatever better looks like - I don`t know. 30 years and I still cry at random times. And every June I fall apart.
She would have been 30 next week. Instead of whisking her off for a 30th birthday trip to Key West like we did for her brother @coach_andy_bonner or Niagara Falls like we did for his wife we will make another kind of trip.
There will be a mass next Saturday and we will stand at a grave site as we move her body from the small town where she was buried to a final resting place by her paternal grandparents on the beautiful grounds of St Emma Monastery in Greensburg, PA.
I look forward to the weekend and I dread it all at the same time.
Today I broke down and sobbed. Just like yesterday. And probably will tomorrow. But I remember that He catches my tears in a bottle Psalm 56:8
If I learned anything from this life experience, it is this: I can do hard things. But not of my own strength. Philippians 4:13
Wow! Mary, I am humbled that you linked to my post from yesterday. Thank you.
Concerning Psalm 23, several years ago (after I had spent a lifetime of reading Psalm 23 and thought I knew everything it said and more–smile), my Bible study teacher gave us homework to read Psalm 23 five times a day every day for a week meditatively and prayerfully.
To say I was disappointed in this assignment is kinda an understatement, but I did it anyway. I cannot tell you how blessed I was at the end of the week. Your post today spurs me on to go reread it again and read my response paper that I wrote after doing the homework. IT WAS SO ENLIGHTENING what God taught me AFTER I thought I knew everything.
Love your prayer for Andy.
Love, Dianne
Thanks so, so, much for your kind comments on my blog. LOVE your blog music…such an awesome song, that I had kind of forgotten about. THANKS!
Elizabeth
http://www.justfollowingjesus.com
This is a great reminder to Trust. I love this psalm. I discovered it again yesterday as I was looking over the daily readings. I needed to see it and read it and let it soak in. Great post.
Thanks for this, Mary.