Encouragement, Poems/Songs

Life Happens

 

It is the middle of the night and here I am writing to whomever may read this.

  • Many loved ones (friends and family) are on my mind right now.
  • Life has happened to me and to them.
  • Life has effected even you.
  • We all are on this road that has twists and turns, beautiful scenery but also stormy, difficult and sometimes devastating roads that must be crossed on this journey called Life.

We make a plan, start our journey, see our goals being met and are peacefully enjoying the trip.

  • Suddenly out of nowhere we stumble across obstacles on our pathway.
  • So much of the time, this is the way Life goes.
  • There’s a line from a song that comes to mind...”I didn’t promise you a rose garden.”
  • With roses there always come thorns.

When this happens, what do we do?

  • Some of us too many times make poor choices.
  • I feel safe in saying that all of us at one time or another have wanted to choose what really is a selfish way out.
  • We take the easy road and quit.
  • We give up or make a wrong turn.
  • We live in denial.
  • We grieve and have a life long pity party.
  • We seek escape by working too much or indulging in too many pleasures.
  • We may hide ourselves in front of our electronic devices.
  • We blame ourselves and withdraw from life.

When this happens, what SHOULD we do?

  • The poet Robert Frost put it this way: “The best way out is always through.”
  • We pick ourselves up and STAY ON THE ROAD.
  • Choose a good support system: faith, prayer, family, friends.
  • Talk to yourself in a positive manner.
  • Fill your mind with the things that encourage you.
  • See the beauties of nature and listen to the message she teaches us all.
  • Put the words angry and bitter out of your life.
  • Leave dreary, negative entertainment alone.
  • Always believe in yourself and others.
  • Be of help to someone else.
  • Let your life and love shine.
  • Count your blessings.
  • Keep on, keeping on.

The good news is: no matter how disturbing and restless the night…

  • The morning always breaks through to dispel the darkness.
  • This truth was brought home to me in a very significant and powerful manner.
  • It was a long, painful and tortuous night.
  • At times I felt my heart would burst and I would not survive the approach of a new day. “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” (Psalm 30:5 kjv).
  • You will make it through.

When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high

And don’t be afraid of the dark.

At the end of the storm, there’s a golden sky

And the sweet, silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind.

Walk on through the rain.

Though your dreams be tossed and blown.

Walk on, walk on

With hope in your heart.

And you’ll never walk alone.

Walk on, walk on

With hope in your heart.

And you’ll never walk alone.

You’ll never walk alone.

(You’ll Never Walk Alone: Rodgers and Hammerstein 1945 from the musical Carousel)

This Song has been an important part of my thought life for many, many years.

  • I heard it for the first time when I became a member of the seventh grade choir in Junior High School.
  • The music and lyrics have stayed with me since that time.
  • The words are beautiful, true and challenging.
  • “You’ll Never Walk Alone” has in many ways been my “go to” song when Life Happens.
  • I know I don’t walk alone.
  • That thought has been my constant companion through the rough times; the darkest of nights.
  • It can be yours. 

“The strongest people are not 

those who show strength

in front of us, but those 

who win battles we know nothing about.”

–Anonymous

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Encouragement, Life's Journey, Poems/Songs

The Story of A Journey

Ecclesiastes 3:11……….”He hath made every thing beautiful in His time”

 

 ….September 13, 2014

There’s a line from an old hymn… “to God be the glory for great things He hath done.” That’s what the words to follow are about. How God worked and blessed in the life of one child. His child.

These things that are now put down on paper are for whoever reads them. It is my desire to speak to whomever may follow me and may one day have a need to hear from someone who has gone ahead on the path that lies before them.

I am an expert on only one thing…..my experience. It is my intention to share this very personal life journey with you.

You may be a family member, my lifelong love, child, grandchild, friend, or you might possibly even be a stranger. You are welcome to these words and the life enclosed within these thoughts.

I cannot keep silent. I understand what the prophet Jeremiah expressed when he said in verse 9 of chapter 20. “Then I said, I will not make mention of Him, nor speak any more in His name.  But His word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones:  I was weary of holding it back, and I could not.”  nkj 

 

Several reasons compel me to share myself.  Most importantly…. 

I am just like every man, a sinner. I am no better than anyone else or no worse than anyone else. The same may be said of you also.  We are all in the boat called life and each of us needs a lifeline to save us from ourselves and the destiny we deserve.

God gave to each one of us a free will to accept the gift He gave to us….

The Cross of His precious Son, Jesus Christ. In Him all things are forgiven and all things are made new.

The greatest question asked down through all the ages is a simple one. “What will you do with Christ?” You, my friend, how will you answer this question?

Secondly…. something I heard my Mother say many years ago made a profound impression upon me.

One of her brothers had died and it was up to her to clear out his home and dispose of his belongings.

Her brother had a habit, as I do, of underlining and highlighting the books he read. She took care of his final business and took quite a few of his books back to her house.

One day as I was back home visiting and as we sat talking, she said to me, “I never knew my brother until I read his books.”

Those words still ring in my ears. Maybe I can be there after I am gone to give understanding of my experiences and be of help to someone who is walking the same road that I walked.

IS THAT SOMEONE YOU?

Lastly….regardless of what I chose to do with my life, I am no one who should be honored or put on a pedestal for life accomplishments.

What is so special about me is this one fact and this fact only that I’m a sinner saved by grace.

That has made all the difference in how I lived and what was done with my life.

Life is good. Even when it hurts, it is still good.

So then this blog is written to whoever may follow behind me. This is what I will say to you:

The desert rises to the mountains

The mountains reach unto heaven.

God is there.

He was there for me.

He’ll be there for you as He has been for countless other from the Garden of Eden down to this moment.

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Two Roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost (1874-1963)  Mountain Interval 1920

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