Welcome Signs

 When I hung the welcome sign on the picket fence we attached to the ugly

state-installed hand rails, this was NOT what I meant by "welcome"!

 My sister and I were "home alone" enjoying a slumber party of sorts since both 

 of our husbands were out of town.  The crash woke me up,

but I thought it was probably a semi shifting its load on the street in front of our house.

My sister, however, came rushing into my room insisting someone ran into the house!

Gone....the picket fence and welcome sign.

 After determining that no one was hurt, I was left with a certain amount

of anger that someone would drive so carelessly, and that we would

be left to deal with the damage --

and this during our vacation time (which was already riddled with

alterations due to other circumstances).

 Eventually, the car was removed.

Sleep didn't come easily, and I'm up early eager for the daylight

to get a true picture of the state of affairs.

I AM thankful the front porch was spared.  And I'm reminded, chided really, 

by Jesus' words,

“Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy

 and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, 

where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal.

  For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."

Matthew 6:19-21 
***
I'm reminded, too, that when I pray "Thy will be done",
 it's a little like hanging out a welcome sign.  
What follows may not always be comfortable or pleasing by human standards.
It may disrupt my plans and radically rearrange my circumstances. 
Hmmmmmm.  Just another Life Lesson that I'm contemplating
and trying to learn.