There is so much in life to write about, everyday is a new journey, every day offers new lessons and insights into life. I often find myself throughout my day wishing I could record my thoughts…my emotions at the exact moment that I feel them. Why? Because that is life, living in the moment, feeling at all times, thinking deeply, and not living this life in vain. Why should we mindlessly wander the earth and waste our lives? Each breath is precious and there is purpose all around us. The greatest tragedy would be to regret our wasted lives and wasted moments….we have a GOD who died so that we could live…so live we must. 

Each person lives a unique life. No one will ever live that exact life. No one. Just that person. Others will do the same things we do, but that does not make each moment of our life ordinary….because we have a chance to do it uniquely, as only we would do it. Because of this we each learn lessons and live experiences which define who we are and what we have to offer. What do I have to offer? Should I look around me and simply choose what I want to offer? No, it is already chosen through the life I live and the places I have been. My choice is to embrace the life I have been given and live it, to learn great lessons, to feel great emotions, to think great thoughts…and to share them with those around me. I believe a principle in the Bible is to live. I believe we are called to engage at every moment, to make the most of each moment, to look around and absorb the goodness of God and the amazing providence of every minute of every day. I hate the feeling that my mind has disengaged and I am on autopilot, what a horrible way to live life…what a waste of life. Lord, help me to live with purpose and not waste the life you have given me.

(Written February 19, 2007)


The Journey

The Lord showed me where I am…

Standing atop a mountain looking across a valley to the place I need to be.  The other peak is beautiful and peaceful, and it beckons me to cross.  Everything inside me knows I need and yearn to cross, so I begin the trek.  From where I am I can see the goal on the other side.  But as I venture down the path becomes rocky.  My ankles turn, and they have never turned.  My knees ache and they have never ached.  My mouth utters words I have never spoken.  As I travel the darkness surrounds me and I can no longer see the goal.  With the sun hidden behind the great mass before me I begin to think I will never see it again.  My predators track me and those who were my companions no longer recognize me.  The hardships and trials along the way have cast shadows on my soul which make me even unrecognizable to myself.  Did He want it this way?  Although the goal is no longer in sight…I pull out my map.  It is my only hope…my sword…His Word.  Its pages are filled with hope and promise of the goal I once saw so clearly.  It guides me and lets me know I am not alone.  As I read and try to follow its ways, it seems I fall even more.  Discouraged I fall to my knees and cry out.  There is a reply.  A still strong whisper.  It reminds me of where my strength comes from.  This journey is not just mine…it is Ours.  As I trudge on there are times of running, some of walking, and many desperate on my knees.  Often I have to close my eyes and just trust the goal is still there.  Although, I am still not there, my energy is sapped, I have failed more than not, my enemies have increased…I will go on.  Because I know who gives me strength.  I know the goal will never change.  I know that without falling, I would have never made it.  And He will never stop loving me.  And I have His Book…I have life…and the journey is Ours.

(Written February 25, 2001)