God used my grandpa to speak life into me. I'm in oklahoma visiting my family and i went out to see my grandpa at "golden oaks", the assisted living he lives at.
he had no idea that i was feeling so hopeless. not knowing it, his words were life to me.
I'll try to explain what happened, but i can't seem to put words to what happened...
my grandpa made furniture and we were talking about that...I asked him if it was really hard when he had his stroke and he wasn't able to do what he loved anymore.
tears filled his eyes and he told me that he hadn't been retired very long and he had his workshop all fixed up...and then he had a stroke and his hobby was gone.
his response to me is something i have heard many times before. but what he said came from experience and was filled with such emotion and passion. he said..."i learned quickly that i couldn't look at the stuff i couldn't do, but i had to look at the stuff i could do. if i just look at the negative, i'm not going to enjoy it very much." i roll my eyes when i hear my mom say that i need to just look at the positive and not dwell on the negative. but i have to admit it is true. because me dwelling on the bad is not going to make the bad go away...and i'm not going to enjoy it very much. i was fighting back tears, because i knew that it was so true and something that i needed to hear at that moment.
i had the best time with my grandpa today. he is one of the funniest guys i know. he is so ornery...he says it "breaks up the monotony". and through that he brought life to the old folks and he brought life to me.
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