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God loves me even when I am a mess

And it's true


All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.
― Ernest Hemingway

It’s true that I have been awake since three o’clock this morning laying in bed trying to fall asleep again. And it’s true that I have bad breath and have trouble not farting in the grocery store when I eat too many apples, and my stomach bloats when I eat bread.

And it’s true that when I eat sugar I get crazy like a monkey you see at the zoo running around screeching and scratching its armpits. But I grab my hair and throw pots.

So yes, I don’t eat sugar or eat bread because I don’t like feeling crazy or bloating like I am four months pregnant when I haven’t had a period in over five years.

And it’s true that next month I will be 55, the speed limit on some roads, and I am starting to feel old. I am old, but I don’t have to feel old.

And it’s true that I love my children and  I wish the best for them, but sometimes I wonder if I should have stayed home and put them in public school.

And is there a truth? Is there a perfect answer on how to live and work and dream and walk?

And the only truth that keeps me going, on the days when I have to take out the dog at four in the morning because she has diarrhea because I let her eat the liver from the baked chicken, is the truth that God loves me even when I am a mess and my cats barf on the carpet and I can’t seem to get the dishes washed and the laundry done in one day, and I forgot to shave my legs again, so I wear long pants and I hate to wear heels and I compare myself to other people.

But God doesn’t compare me.

He made me.


Writing today for Lisa-Jo Baker’s Five Minute Friday Post. Today’s word is “True.”

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About Pamela Hodges

My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.

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  • Sue Sutherlin

    G.L.Y.S.D.I. God Loves You, So Do I (there’s a song that goes to this, that runs through my head every time I write/type it)! You encourage and you make me laugh (and sometimes cry . . . but good crying . . .). I hope when you turned 55, you discovered some “senior” discounts (when I turned 55, I rejoiced because FINALLY I got the senior discount at the movie theater in Scotts Valley AND Walgreens AND Rite Aid AND Ross! As parents and people, we can only do our human best and leave the rest to God, who DOES love us, in whatever mess we might be. I praise Him for that, and am so grateful! I am so grateful that you use your gifts of writing and painting!

  • Jen

    You made me laugh, but you also made me think. I’m so thankful He loves all of us messy people, and not in an “I guess I’ll tolerate you” way but an “I choose you” way. Visiting from FMF. 🙂

  • Pamela, you succeed in producing pathos, humour, revelation, open-heartedness, honesty, life truths and spiritual truth all wrapped up neatly in five short minutes! Though you may feel a mess, your work is anything but. Love this post – honestly! 🙂 xx PS:Agree with Patricia here, “55 is not so old”

    • Joy,
      You are so kind. Thank you for your encouragement. Did you see the bottle of Joy soap on the counter?
      Today I washed the dishes and did two loads of laundry. The cats didn’t barf on the carpet, but the dog did.
      God loves us.Life is good.

      • Ha ha. No, I didn’t before, but now I’ve seen it! Good to see ‘Joy’ being useful to you. “God loves us. Life is good” will be my verse of the day. Thanks, Pamela 🙂 xx

  • True life, Pamela. You call a spade a spade and that’s the truth. 55 is not old so get in your car and drive over the speed limit. Rules are meant to be broken. If you shave your legs, you’ll have less wind resistance and you can go even faster

    • Hello Patricia,
      Yes, a spade is a spade unless it’s a rake. And my speed limit is not old, there are speed limits higher than mine.
      I like the idea of less wind resistance, so I will have my legs more often. After all my bathtub is in a house and not on a boat.

  • Christa Sterken

    Wonderful post, admire your honesty

    • Thank you Christa. I can’t believe I wrote about farting.

  • La McCoy

    you young thing!

    • Thank you Laura. Just think there are speed limits older than me.

  • Truth is, I’m lazy and selfish and cowardly. But I’m also dedicated and generous and courageous. Just at different times.

    • Thankfully not at the same time.
      It appears that we have a lot in common.

  • Ahhhh Pamela. True. True. True. Thank you for your honesty here. And a good chuckle. We’re not alone! 😉 I posted my truths today as well: http://maryhess.com/five-minute-friday-true/ Here from FMF. Have a beautiful weekend. x

    • Mary,
      I went and read your story. Thank you for sharing the link to it.
      Now if only South Carolina was closer to Pennsylvania we could meet for coffee.

  • Cindi Summerlin

    True is that I can relate to so much of what you said. I love your humor … if we can’t laugh at ourselves, we have no right to laugh at anyone else. I find myself laughing most days…

    • Cindi,
      I think I need to laugh more and whine less. Now to wash the dishes and do a load of laundry.

  • Debbie Putman

    Your post made me smile. At 58 I share many of your feelings. But I know the real Truth, just as you do–and it’s all that keeps me going.

    • Good Morning Debbie,
      I am glad my post made you smile. It is so nice to meet you here. And that is really true.