I’m going to talk about John on January 29 and if you are in the Houston area, we would love to see you!! We will have this gathering in our home 1/29/16 @ 7pm in the Katy area. See flyer to determine if it’s your cup of tea!!
Silence is almost a lost art form of sorts…yet I highly recommend it. I recommend you thinking thoughts without the props of music or talking. I recommend you accessing the place of silence where LOVE speaks…where light shines into darkness…where ashes turn into beauty and where you are looking at life from a higher place. This morning, after the silence was broken, I reminded myself that being alone is not always lonely just as being with a hundred people doesn’t mean you have a friend. I also reminded myself that the reason I’m not deciding what movie to go see, outfit I want to wear or friend I’m going to meet is because my use of time is much different today than it was many years ago. I plan my time now. I’m not so rigid that I have every single moment planned so that I can’t be spontaneous BUT I attempt to be productive…plan my life in such a way that I can look back and see where I have grown, what I have done and how I have impacted my life or the lives around me.
What about you? Tell me about you! It’s time to be BRAVE….be bold today my friend and introduce yourself to your best friend – YOU.
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When I was young, I received an invitation into silence frequently from my mom. There were multiple reasons as to why I believed we lived in the country – our address was a Star Route, there was a horse across the road, there were what seemed like a thousand dogs next door, our house sat next to a forest, we had barb wire fence, there was hardly anyone my age nearby and a railroad was within a stone’s throw. We used to go down to the railroad track and fish in the little creek next to it! Believe you me, it was country to me! My sister was almost 8 years older than me so our paths did not cross much so Mom was the one I called on to play when I was bored which was most the time. I do have memories of playing with my mom from Flap Jack all night long to badminton to taking walks but there was the occasion when she told me no for whatever reason. It seems like yesterday and I hear her say, “Donna, why don’t you go sit underneath a tree and do some constructive thinking?” SERIOUSLY Really?
Wow Mom. Disappointed, I would do just what she said – I would literally go sit beneath a tree and think and ponder in the silence the outdoors offered me. I have her to thank for my thinking and my pondering and my wondering. She was a writer and I guess somewhere on the inside of her, she knew how to access that place in me that was called to write.
I hated quiet….but in the quiet I was forced to meet with me. I genuinely like me. I know….weird right? Honestly, I did not like me when I was little but I’m oldER now and I can go to the movies alone, out to eat by myself, take a drive alone, go to the park…it’s so refreshing to like myself. I meet a lot of folks who MUST have the sounds of tv, radio, music or talking around them to feel comfortable…and maybe it’s not the same with everyone…but I think maybe it’s a way to hide out from meeting ourselves…..SO BE BRAVER AND FIND YOURSELF IN THE QUIET 🙂
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I encourage today to take a long look at your today and your priorities. Spend time with God – I mean – really – spend some time with Him. Let Him love you. Then, instead of going about your normal routine of ignoring and avoiding eye contact with those who love you and want to spend time with you – call them on the phone and set up a time to actually visit.
#BEBRAVER and don’t cancel either. Re-prioritize your living life and remember that memories are made day by day – not just on holidays when you find that one day a year to honor or pay that obligatory visit to the nursing home or to your aging family member’s home. Life is short. One day you might be the one who wished you had a family member visit you. One day it could be you who sits alone in need of someone to help you up or clean you up or hold your hand or just listen to you tell wild and crazy stories that make zero sense….but you just need someone to talk to and so you make it up as you go along. Maybe you need to decide NOW to make lemonade out of lemons!
Bottom line? Don’t waste it griping and complaining when you can be loving and making memories. What we pour our lives into is frequently how we end up living our latter days…you pour into ignoring others and guess what? You pour into humiliating others? Guess what? You pour into living alone and maybe you ditch your family and then guess what? Is it always this way? There is mercy. So, let’s makes lemonade from our lemons and not take advantage and presume I we can do whatever I we want today…because tomorrow is still coming one day. Let’s #BEBRAVER and let’s make a plan and follow through and see if we don’t make some delicious lemonade from the lemons we have in our possession.
It may take some time. Don’t be condemned. Rome was not built in a day. Relationships take time. BUT the truth is that sometimes we don’t have time anymore so let’s take some steps forward….with lemons in hand.
Until next time!!
Today is a different kind of encouragement and it fits whether you are young or old or in between. You can be single, married, divorced, widowed or single with kids. Honestly, I believe it is pertinent to you and your life regardless of age. I encourage you to read this today. Maybe you at times feel you will either yell or cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
What do you do when your life is out of your hands? You seem to be a victim of circumstance? You wonder if anyone hears you crying inside. But the truth is no one knows you’re alive.
These are my thoughts today. I just finished wiping up poop from the floor, carpet and wall. Wow. Really? Yes – really. Actually, I almost called this Poop on the Floor but decided that was a great title for another time. It did not disturb me or cause me to think poorly of the person whose bowels released in my home. I can clean up the poop. Instead, it has caused me to get quiet and consider life and how we respond to people (not circumstances). My precious friend is staying with us for a season and we eat a tad different than she is accustomed and so that being said, a vegetables only diet moves through her body pretty fast. My choices are to yell, cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
I decided to do none of the above – instead, I chose to write. She was humiliated already so there was no need for me to point out that there was poop on the floor. I chose not to yell. I mean really? What would that accomplish other than make her feel squashed like a bug. She had not even had time to tell me. She slipped into the bathroom to clean her body and I found the debris hiding on the hallway floor. Obviously it was there and her cleaning it was not an option as I did not want to have to pick HER up from the floor if she lost her balance which would have totally made me cry. She kept saying that she could clean it up and all I could say was that its okay and I did not mind in the slightest bit. I mean, what if it were me who had loose bowels? How would I want to be treated? Granted, if this happened daily, it would probably test every fiber of the fruit of the spirit inside me and I would need to step away to find that peace. As a matter of fact….side note….the person she lives with has had every nerve in her being tested and it is a battle really because when you are a 24/7 caregiver – its a whole new ballgame of responsibility and need for rest. I have seen this care giver learn how to walk out life with kindness, love and loyalty. She knows how to love you even unto death and you just cannot say that about every person you know. Truth is that I’m more of a relief pitcher so my arm is not as tired in this area. Caring for someone all the time who cannot work, drive, cook, remember to eat or drink or what day it is…well…that’s a whole new level of pressure and pain. I have such incredible respect for the woman who loves the lady I’m looking after and know for certain she faces the same choices – to yell, cry or drink a shot of whiskey.
Shot of Whiskey
Love. Joy. Peace. Patience. Kindness. Goodness. Gentleness. Faithfulness. Self Control. Yes, these are the ways we are supposed to treat OURSELVES AND OTHERS. Don’t just be good to you and then shoot the finger at your neighbor just because their trash can ended up in your driveway. The wind could blow yours into their way next time. Truth is that what comes out of you and me already lives inside you and me. So, when it does come to the surface, look at it….why are you unkind to you? To others? Enough of the soul search. Back to my point and yes, I do have one. So, if you have stuck with me this far – some of you have already dropped off because you either think this is irrelevant to you or its too close to home so you want to avoid going there…but IF you are still with me, then I encourage you to consider all of this as if you were drinking a straight up shot of whiskey for a horrible cold or taking a shot that will save your life or….you get the picture. It may burn going down or hurt as it moves through the tissue but in the end it might just be good for you.
Pray With Me
God, I feel completely clueless. I see that life is precious and honestly, I’m unsure how to walk it out day by day. I can barely take care of me much less someone else. Help me know how to be kind to those around me and kind to me. Help me make room to love with touch and words and not just washing dishes or picking up the trash. I love you. Help me be love for those around me. Help me run this race so that when the day is over You say well done.
I love you – it is time to #BEBRAVER. Get a new attitude. Your life does not belong to you. You gave it up when you said I do to Him. Have some mercy. Mercy toward you and mercy toward others. Stop controlling all your circumstances and just love where you are and find out just how amazing God is to give peace.
Send this to friends who need encouragement to love their family while it is still called today.
Today, I challenge you to love and be loved. This does not always look as pretty and as care free and as effortless as the love movement broadcasts. Sometimes, being loved means to shut up and listen instead of talk talk talk and miss what that person (even when their mind seems to be gone) has to say.. Other times, it means to slow down and take that extra 5 minutes….okay….30 minutes to an hour to ready someone else instead of yourself for the day. Admittedly, it’s like getting last chair but somewhere in the Big Book, He talks about how the last are first…so really…it’s to your benefit in the long run…to be kind and loving instead of impatient. Oh…so….I think I just saw something with that word impatient….think……I’m Patient!! This spells impatient. WAHLAH!!! Where the enemy wants to steal, kill or destroy our fruit….God says…HA!!! The joke is on darkness because when our patience is tried……………it turns us from impatient to I’M PATIENT – you get it?? AND today is important!!
Ok. This is all for today…this is like a semi interruption in the middle of the day…we all need each other. Not one of us can live life alone successfully for too long. I need you. You need me. You need that lady who tries your patience and I get to learn that I’m Patient 🙂 I would LOVE for this woman, who is staying with us right now, to be completely and totally healed from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet so that she could feel her value again….so she could see her own personal worth…in HIM…in HIS lovingkindness and in HIS Patience….and so I continue to stand in Him for that sort of move….and at the same time….I look at the cross and how Jesus dealt with our enemies there…without fanfare…but on a cross…crucified…blood spilled…so that perhaps we can endure one more day…so that we can love one more day…so that our perspective is from His vantage point…one more day..one more time…until….we all are with Him when we leave the planet and that along the way we find memories are precious and that each today is important.
Pray with me:
Father, I need You this day to help me #BEBRAVER and live out life with love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, self control. Move in my life God. Move in those I care for and love and work with and serve. Move in me to let You change me and so much that I’m not worried about today or tomorrow or yesterday. Move in me so that I am content to be….just be….in You, in the calling You have called me into and that place deep inside where You love me where nobody sees but me and You. I know You have called my day to be filled with precious memories and that today is important to me, to You to those around us. In Jesus name, today is Important!
To be continued…
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