For every minute, hour, day or year, be thankful for the life you have. You are here for a reason. Embrace your time and live your life the way God intended.
Friday, February 13, 2015
When people say life is too short, what are they really saying? Perhaps it is that we don't know how long life will be. For each person, the number of years, months, days or hours - even minutes is different. It is not that life is too short, it is that we don't know how long (or short) it will be.
Monday, January 26, 2015
It is said so often that it has become cliche. "God has a plan for you", "Everything happens for a reason".
The part we sometimes forget is that we may never know God's plan. We may never know the good that happened in the world because of our suffering. We need to trust and have faith that all the pieces will fit together, even if we do not know how or why.
My daughter lost a very good friend today. He was 16 years old and a very strong hockey player. He was the kind of person you want your daughter to have as a friend. He was an example for everyone. At first, we might as why this has to happen. People might even say he fulfilled his purpose on Earth (another cliche).
I wonder how many lives he touched in his 16 years. I wonder how many lives are touched by his passing. I wonder how this event will shape the futures of the friends he left behind.
And yes, the difficult times do make us stronger. Another cliche, but it is the truth.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
I posted a long time ago about "God in the bathroom". I always seemed to hear God's voice when I took a break. Not only in the bathroom, but during a walk by the lake or a drive to work in silence.
I haven't noticed His voice much lately. Perhaps because my walks include Blutooth earbuds, the drives include whatever radio station happens to be tuned in and, well, the phone seems accompany me just about everywhere.
Last night, I was spending quality time with my daughter as she worked on a sewing project. We were both silent while she focused on her stiching and I tried to find a high-scoring combination on Words with Friends. The gentle reminder came from her. "Mom. Put the phone down. Here, why don't you make one of these too." We talked. We laughed. We found what worked and didn't work with our projects. We did have quality time.
Perhaps, I am not hearing God's voice as often because I am busy on my phone.
Saturday, January 10, 2015
This one is not my title, nor was it written by me. But I believe the original source to be the same. When God inspires, He sends the same message to all of us. Love.
Please read the text and listen to this song that was written by my friend's son.
Thursday, January 01, 2015
Today was the first snowfall of the season. It started a few minutes before my first walk of 2015.
As I was nearing the end of my walk, I noticed the fresh, new snow in front of me. I knew I left a trail of footsteps behind me, but I didn't look back. This is a time to look forward. The fresh snow in front of me is like the new year ahead. It is untouched and waiting for me to leave my mark. What lies behind are my temporary footprints. Temporary because they will either be covered by new snow or eraser by others walking over them.
The new snow reminds me to always move forward and leave my mark. My footprints remind me to remember where I've been, leave a mark and move forward.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
"Why do bad things happen?" This is one of the most common questions asked. This question takes on a different form when we are going through a difficult time: "Why me?"
Stuff happens and we do not always see the reason for it. What we can see if we look around is the impact our experience has on others. Initially our difficulty might appear to negatively affect those closest to us. But when we share our story with others, we begin to see how our story can help others in similar situations.
Not only is it nice to share what we learned from the experience, it is our obligation to share. Otherwise, what is the point of struggling through those times?
When we share our struggles and how we made it through, it let's other people know they are not alone. It gives them permission to respond to their own struggles in a way that is natural to them. It removes the guilt and allows us all to be human.
We were designed to support one another. Sharing how we cope is one form on support.
Friday, July 26, 2013
I was at Fenway enjoying day 3 of our vacation and chatting with the person sitting next to me. They were on the final day of vacation and returning to the office the next day. We enjoyed the beautiful evening after a day mixed with thunderstorms. The Red Sox were winning, the sky was slowly fading to an evening and night sky, the lights were on in the park. It was a moment worth remembering. But, what stuck most in my mind was a comment the other person made. When he said this was his last day of vacation, he followed with "back to reality tomorrow".
What is reality? Do we call it reality because it is what we do every day? Does doing something frequently make it "reality"? Perhaps reality is sitting at a ball game on a beautiful evening. Or maybe reality doesn't even exist on Earth. We call it reality because it is what is most familiar to us. It is "familiarity" that consumes most of our time. Reality might just be something we have not yet discovered.