Posts Tagged meaning of life
Live each day to the fullest
Get the most from each hour, each day, and each age of your life
Then you can look forward with confidence and back without regret
Be yourself, but be your best self
Dare to be different and to follow your own star
And don’t be afraid to be happy
Enjoy what is beautiful
Love with all of your heart and soul
Believe that those you love, love you
Forget what you have done for your friends
and remember what they have done for you
Disregard what the world owes you and
concentrate on what you owe the world
When you are faced with a decision, make the decision
as wisely as possible–then forget it
The moment of absolute certainty never arrives
Blessed is the generation in which the old listen to the young
And double-blessed is the generation in which the young listen to the old. ~ The Talmud
If I can help somebody as I pass along,
if I can cheer somebody with a word or song,
if I can show somebody they’re traveling wrong,
then my living will not be in vain.
If I can do my duty as a Christian ought,
if I can bring back beauty to a world up wrought,
if I can spread love’s message
that the MASTER taught,
then my living shall not be in vain. ~ Song lyrics, Alma B. Androzzo
Today is the day. It has been one whole year since my son Kenny’s passing (March 2, 2014), and it seems as if time stood still. The pain is just as fresh. My heart is just as broken. The tears are just as frequent. And the memories ever present.
I have been trying to write this post for several days now but the right words never seem to come together. I think it’s because I was dishonest about my true feelings. I would love to tell another grieving mother–the pain of grief gets easier or even more bearable with time. I’d love to say the time will come when you won’t miss your child as much. I’d love to say all the things that might make our journey through grief less difficult. But I would not be honest with you, myself, and especially not with God.
As I wrote this post, I discovered something quite wonderful about God–God is not angry with us when we tell Him the truth. What God wants most from us is intimacy and intimacy with God is not possible unless we are honest. Of course, we need to be respectful because God is Holy, but we must be honest. Honesty is the beginning of intimacy with God.
As parents, naturally, we want to protect our children from suffering–but WE CAN’T — WE ARE NOT GOD! All we can do is release them into God’s loving care. That’s what I had to do with my son. And let me say this: “We have to totally “trust” God when we don’t have all the answers. We have to say, “God, I don’t understand, but I trust YOU.” “God, it hurts so much, but I trust YOU.” “God, I don’t know how I will ever get through this, but I trust YOU.” “God, this is the hardest test ever, but I trust YOU.” “God, I would have liked much more time with my child, but nevertheless, I thank YOU for the time we had.” I had to say, “Not my will, Father, but thy will be done!!”
Beloveds, I believe God has a purpose for allowing suffering. I may not know what that reason is, but I know what it is not. It is not that He does not love us–care for us–or desires to hurt or harm us.
Jesus, the Lamb of God was slain for our sins and loved us enough to suffer and die for us. No, we may never know or understand God’s reasons for allowing suffering, but here’s what I DO know about my child’s life. I know Kenny loved God. I know he lived a life that was pleasing to God. I know he was beloved of God. And what I am most certain of, and that keeps me in “perfect peace is — I know and I know that I know — it was well with my Kenny’s soul. Hallelujah!!
Yes, my sorrow continues to roll like sea billows. But beneath all my pain is the”Man of Sorrows — who is well acquainted with grief” and I believe He does ALL THINGS WELL IN HIS TIME!
There is something in each and every one of us
that waits and listens to the voice of the genuine in ourselves.
It will be perhaps the only guide we will ever have
and if we cannot hear it,
all of our lives our days will be spent
on the end of strings that somebody else pulls.
There is something in each of us that says,
no one will ever pull my strings again.
There is something in us that says,
I’m going to pull my own strings.
That says this is my time,
That says I have more in me to express.
This is my hour.
I’m living in a time when I know ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE. ~ Dr. Howard Thurman
Two Thousand Fifteen is not only the New Year, but probably the number of times I resolved to do ALL that I have been CALLED to do. Scripture says, “He who knows my will and does not do it will be beaten with many stripes.” I am a witness that obedience is better than sacrifice.
If there is one thing I have learned in the past year, it is the value of TIME and the cost of wasting it. I now understand the importance of maximizing every moment and that every breath is sacred. Beloveds, life is precious—it is a gift from God and it deserves URGENT care. We are here for a season and reason—not just to take up space. The loss of one of my seed, abruptly reminded me of my purpose and helped me to understand “to whom much is given—much is required.” .
For many reasons, 2015 is the year of my resolve to DO and to BE the absolute best I can for God’s Kingdom purposes. I resolve this day, that there will be no more “False Starts” or “Incompletes,” I vow to finish EVERY course in GOD’s Plan for my life.
I thank you Father for one more chance to get it right. Thank you for one more “New Beginning.”
I THANK YOU GOD, FOR MY LIFE!!