Life’s Lovely Curve Balls
You know that moment, right after you come out of a serious struggle, where you think you’re beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel? It beautiful isn’t it: it’s like a breath of fresh air after being under water for too long and a heavy burden that’s loosening itself from your weary shoulders. Then all of the sudden you see the fast-approaching train coming toward you at the other end of that tunnel. Just when you think you’re in the clear life throws you a curve ball, laughs, and says, “April Fools!”. Your burden becomes heavy again and you’re dragged beneath the current, but this time you’re stronger. You’ve been through this before, so you start swimming and fighting to reach the surface. You know you can make it and you have the willpower to do it.
However, you also know that you are not alone in this battle. Though the train is fast approaching and it looks as if it may all be over soon and that you will be crushed, a part of you knows that you will make it out alive. You do not stuggle alone because Christ is there with you matching you stroke for stroke in your effort to surface and breathe again. He says to you, “My child, I have been here and I know the way out. Follow and trust me and you will not only see the light at the end of that tunnel, but you will bask in the glory of its radiance when you come out on the other side holding my hand”.
Don’t let go of God, because sometimes He’s the only one pulling you through. No struggle is too great for Him because He has endured the worst of them all and has defeated it. He is strong enough to get you through anything. Never give up.
Yellowstone… I think God believes in color and beauty and happiness:)
As we grow older and the pressures of life often overwhelm us, it is so easy to forget that God is there to help us. We may feel that we have to face life on our own even though we may have the knowledge that God is with us. My encouragement to you today is this: you do not stand alone among men or before God. He has not forsaken you. He calls us to have a childlike faith and to rely totally and completely upon him, so when WE forsake HIM and reject his attempts to help us, we are not living by this dependant faith. So, when God leads you through hard times, lifts your hands to him like an adoring child and say Lord I love you and I need your help. Then prepare to be amazed at what he can do…
A New Hope, A New Morning
This morning I looked out my window to find the sunrise shining through a veil of fog and the birds singing as loud as they possibly could. I wanted to crawl back into bed, seeing as it wasn’t even 6 a.m. yet, but something made me get up, shower, and go for a walk. At first it seemed as though everthing was still, but as I looked and listened I found that the morning was literally bursting with life. Those all-too-happily-singing birds were flying around gathering nest material and chasing each other, the little clouds of bugs changed shape as the breeze blew them, and every plant seemed to be blooming with life.
So, I soon came to the realization that nature understands that with every new morning, there is new hope. The birds sang about it, and the sun made it shine for all to see. It was a feeling that infused me with their same joy and hope, and changed my whole outlook on the day. Each day is new; it is not tomorrow or yesterday. It is called today, and today is the only thing I need to think about because tomorrow has enough trouble of its own. Why worry about it when I don’t need to? So, it is a new day that has given me new hope, and I am going to enjoy it:)
Love is waiting for the right person, beginning a friendship based on trust, building a relationship based on Christ, and going through life together until death. It’s a beautiful thing that isn’t always pretty or easy, but it is one of the richest, most sacred and treasured things outside of God himself. A true love is one that happens naturally. It’s like Cinderella’s slipper; a perfect fit, granted the people aren’t perfect but they complement each other well. So, that’s love i guess.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8a
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.
Every New Day…
Every new day is a breath of fresh air that chases away the worries of yesterday. It’s the wind in your hair when you drive with all the windows open. Its the rich warmth of the sun on your face. It’s seeing a sunrise turn the sky to gold. It’s letting go. It’s a new start and a new day.
Today: it’s a word that means the present, not the past or the future, the present. It comes as a forgotten gift to people every morning. Many wake up and begin to go about their daily routine as if it were the day before, not realizing that it’s a new day that doesn’t have to be yesterday. Since each day is new, a person can choose to make it whatever they want it to become. They can choose to make the day dull, boring, and mundane. They can choose to make it fresh, adventurous, and exciting. They can also choose to make it bright, carefree, and happy. A person has the power to make today their day, or use their time to make someone else’s day. Once a person realizes this truth they seem to be infused with a little more hope, energy, and life than they were experiencing before. The realization of today makes the sun shine brighter, the coffee taste better, and the work seem a bit easier.
A 5 1/2 Morning
A 5 1/2 morning is one of those times when a person is all too aware that they got much less sleep than they usually do, and everything about the day is that much more tiring. They swear they will never do this to themselves again, stare off into space, and hear their soft, comfortable bed calling their name. A 5 1/2 morning is coffee with grounds in it, literally running because of being late to work, forgetting all the day’s necessary paperwork at home, and praying to God to make it through the day without losing mind or job. Coworkers will ask this person if they are sick or experiencing a death in the family. The person will either lie to them and agree to one of their alternatives to the 5 1/2 morning, or they will simply say that it’s “one of those days”. Some people, at this point, begin making a list of how they will pamper themselves once they reach their sanctuary called home. They will work furiously until the work day is through, determined not to bring it home. Then they leave exhausted, buy their favorite take-out, rent a romantic comedy from the nearest red-box, and go home. Once there, they close all the blinds, change into their comfiest clothes, fluff their pillows, and forget about their day as they watch their movie and sink into their downy bed surrounded by covers and pillows. Then they relish every bite of their take-out and the remainder of their chocolate stash before taking a hot shower and finally collapsing on their bed for a well deserved long night’s sleep. As for me, my 5 1/2 morning has just begun…you all know my plan:)
Sometimes all it takes is a few moments of doing something for yourself for you to find energy for life again…
Every girl ever born has a dream that someday, somehow she will be swept off her feet by a man who genuinely cares for who she is as an individual, is a person of noble character, and is someone she can trust completely. Every girl longs to be Cinderella, but many girl give up on that dream because they see it as childish. Yet that innate desire to be loved beyond the physical is still there, and cannot be put out. Longing to be Cinderella is not longing for perfection in a man; some do take the original idea of Cinderella and distort the concept to the point that they think the man must be perfect. Nothing could be farther from the truth. No man needs to be perfect, but he does need to genuinely love and care for the girl and try to be a gentleman. Those gentlemanly actions do not go unnoticed:) So, in short; I still believe in imperfect fairy-tales designed by God childish and innocent as that may seem to the world…