It’s a “Ruby Red” Kind of Day!

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Ruby Red day A big crash came from the kitchen.  It was as if you could hear all the air being sucked out of the room as one of my “ruby red” glasses crashed to the floor shattering in every direction.  I knew it was one of my red glasses before I even saw it, because of Tim’s reaction.  He knows I soooo love those glasses.

Really, I love anything red, but drinking sweet southern tea from my ruby red glasses makes the day seem more special.  You see…those glasses were what I ONLY EVER used at Christmas.  Each year I would get them down earlier and earlier in the Christmas season, because I loved them.  Macy’s sells Mikasa Ruby Red glasses every Christmas.  If one breaks it is always replaced.  I have enough of them to host and army. 🙂

I know by now you are thinking this woman is wacked being so hung on red glasses, but all of us have something that is our favorite and makes us happy.  This was mine. You see, there is more to my love for them than just lovin’ red glasses.

It was Christmas of 1998, and this year I decided to keep my red glasses out until the end of January as a special way to see in 1999, the new year and last year of a century.  Three weeks after Christmas, and 2 weeks into the new year, it was Martin Luther King weekend.  Andrew, our only child, was on his way home from school to start his long holiday weekend, and 2 minutes from our house he was killed in a car accident.  Two minutes!

This tragedy ushered us into an entirely new kind of life. Our world seemed unrecognizable. NOTHING seemed to matter without him…but it did.  Sleep was an escape, yet every morning there it was, that huge million-pound weight that sat on my chest. Breathing was hard, living was harder.  The days ran one into another until months passed, and it was summer.

It was as if this huge fog was over life, and I could see nothing in front of me.  Grief had moved into my life and was hungry to devour every part of my existence.  Nobody really wants to see how ugly and painful grief can get, so I just built a wall around myself and immersed…yet allowed the onlooking world to perceive things were getting better.  A grieving friend encouraged me to write what I was feeling, so I began to journal and really get up close and personal with God.  It helped to begin the long journey of healing.

In late August, I was putting some things away and noticed my Rub Red Glasses still out from Christmas.  I couldn’t believe they had gone unnoticed, and 7 months had passed since Christmas.  I poured myself a glass of tea as I stood at the counter wrapping the glasses to pack away.  Then it hit me….

Who made the rule on when I could use my ruby red glasses?  I loved them… I love red, and drinking tea from them was my delight!  Why only use them once a year if they bring a bright spot of joy?

The rules changed that day!   

My ruby red glasses are no longer packed.  Any day I need a little joy-boost it becomes a “Ruby Red” kind of day!  I pour myself a delicious joy-filled glass of tea and rejoice in the Lord.

“Rejoice in the Lord ALWAYS, again I say rejoice.”  Philippians 4:4

Life is a gift that should be celebrated.  My husband and I take every chance possible to celebrate anything and everything.

“A merry heart doeth good like medicine, but a broken spirit drieth the bones.”  Proverbs 17:22

A few years ago I fell in love with Ann Voskamp’s book, 1,000 Gifts.  It encourages you to write down everything you recognize as a gift.  After reading this book, your focus becomes more intentional on seeing almost everything in your life as a gift from God.  If you need a more joy- focused life, I highly recommend it.

“My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing unto thee; and my soul, which thou hast redeemed.”    Psalm 71:23

God continually blesses our lives daily with tiny sprinkles of joy; just simple pleasures that when mixed in with the mundane or even hard places in life can bring an immeasurable amount of joy and satisfaction, because God is in the midst of it all.  Life is full of tough spots, up and downs, but the biggest key to joy is praise for what we do have.

Today we are celebrating the arrival of hummingbirds to the feeders on our back deck with a big glass of tea.  Tomorrow it’s whatever God decides to send our way.

My life is nowhere near perfect, but everyday can be a “Ruby Red” kind of day.  Claim JOY!

I would love to hear from you!  What brings special joy to your day?  Post a comment.

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  1. Cathy this is a beautiful post!

    I am so sorry for the loss of your son! What a brilliant gift God gave you when you used those red glasses all those months later and realized the joy in every day. That just gives me goosebumps.

    Heart Hugs, Shelly <3

  2. Beautiful post! Praise God for the many blessings He showers on us, giving us all things to enjoy.
    Thanks so much for visiting and commenting on Saved by Grace!
    Your blog is a blessing and I am now following it, and I invite you to follow Saved by Grace also:
    Love in Him,
    Laurie Collett

  3. I love the idea of a “Ruby Red” kind of day, but most importantly the focus on remembering to rejoice–remembering our joy and delight in all aspects of life. Thanks for sharing!

  4. Hi Cathy, such sadness and such joy are mingled in this life. I do agree with you and believe we should use the things that can bring a smile to our faces for me it’s my mugs. love Sandra

    • Thanks Sandra. We need to get out our favorite and have some tea together! I am really love blogging and meeting such wonderful women with the same heart for God!

  5. Oh, Cathy, thank you for sharing your story. My family also lost a child on the highway just minutes from home (my nephew) and it absolutely changes ALL the rules! Grateful that you have learned to count the gifts and make each day special. Enjoy your Ruby Red days! Thanks for linking up to Testimony Tuesday.

    • Thanks for stopping by Holly. this was my first week to join Testimony Tuesday. I also enjoyed your post of obedience and determination. I am praying for you! You inspired me to do something in that area too! Have a great afternoon…<><...Cathy

  6. I am so sorry for the loss of your son. I am touched by your ability to see joy despite the sorrow and to find the beauty in the small. I like your ruby red glasses, too. It makes me want to sip some sweet tea, sit in the sunshine, and visit with you. =)

    Stopping by from Tell His Story.

  7. Oh, Cathy, this is beautiful. My hearts breaks for you over the loss of your son, but I rejoice with you as you choose to see God’s continual goodness and count the grace gifts He gives every “Ruby Red” kind of day. I, too, have been deeply impacted by One Thousand Gifts. Daily I purpose to find joy in bubbles, freckles, butterflies, hugs, and the beautiful mess of ordinary moments. So blessed to have linked over to your blog from Jennfier’s #TellHisStory.

    • Becky I a glad you linked over too! Yea, you can’t read One Thousand Gifts and not come away changed. Even on bad days it is my delight to find those gifts, those treasures in the most unlikely situations. I really enjoyed your post. Enjoy your kids like crazy, because truly they are grown in what seems like a blink when you look back. You have blessed my day! Hope to connect again soon. Eucharisteo! Cathy (I would like to invite you to join the “Life Bubbling Over!” Facebook page)

  8. Oh, Cathy! This precious post made me cry. How my heart goes out to you in your loss! I love Ann’s book, too. It truly transforms the reader’s way of thinking and redirects our focus from our problems to our God. The more we focus on Him and His greatness, the smaller our problems seem. He is a faithful God. I can feel His sweet Spirit flowing through your words. So thankful you stopped by my blog today, so I could meet you. 🙂 Thank you for sharing your heart. God bless you.

  9. I was shocked and so sad to hear of the loss of your son. I realize that this was around 15 years ago but nothing diminishes our missing our children other than the Lord and the joy he can give you. I love your ruby-red glasses. Thanks so much for sharing this. I haven’t lost a child through an accident but I have areas of grieving in my life that only the Lord can touch and heal. He brings life.

    • Judith, thank you so much for your sweet caring words. They mean so much to me. You are right, even though it has been 15 years…it seems as though it was a blink ago. God has helped us so mcuh but the deep ache is still there. I will pray for your area of grief. Elizabeth Elliott said in one of her books, pain comes in so many forms…but it is still pain. Here is her definition, “Pain is having something you don’t want, or wanting something you don’t have.” That pretty much covers a multitude of grief and hurting. I will be praying for you!



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