Everything Tells a Story

Tonight after youth group I decided to clean up my class room and change around a little bit. I was very frustrated from the day. Frustrated from things not happening the way I wanted them to happen. Frustrated because simple things didn’t go the way I had planned for them to go today. Frustrated because I feel so held back from doing all the things that I desire to do. Frustrated because I allowed others to dictate for me the way my life should go.  Frustrated that I’ve been blogging for some time and yet I have no readers. Frustrated to the point that I almost gave up!

As I picked up and pulled things down I began to  move chairs and as I moved the chairs in the classroom my mind automatically went back to the day we had those chairs delivered to my father’s church. We were excited… I was only ten years old and I can remember the looks on the members faces as we replaced the metal chairs we had with padded chairs.  I can remember the deacons helping to unload them off the church and how proud everyone was that we finally had padded chairs.

I begin to think about the people who sat on those chairs. In one of these chairs my grandmother sat. She sat, prayed and cried out to God. These are the same chairs that were placed in front of her casket when she left us to be the Lord.

I begin to think the weddings that took place around these chairs, the potluck dinners, that one member who always managed to knock over the chairs with a victory dance. I think about the unwed mother who sat in shame and her future husband who sat a few seats away from her. I thought about the lady who attended church that morning and wanted to stand but could not but as she sat in those chairs a miracle took place and she walked out the church. I thought about the countless days faced down , bowed in front of those chairs praying for God’s continued you grace and mercy.

And I remembered the bad moments. Fortunately the good moments outweighed the bad. You see sometimes you never really see where you are until you can reflect on where you’ve been. Those chairs , although they are not in our main auditorium still remain a part of our church after 27 years and their reflection only allows us realize where we have been and the good that is in us to continue to move forward.

Frustration is a dream killer.  Thank God that he gives us daily reminders of where we’ve been so that we can continue on and move forward.

Pity Party over…

I’ve Come to Realize

Entering 2015 my husband and I had some unfinished business to handle from the previous year. Within a day or so after the new year my husband and I carried out our affairs and held our breath. We actually held our breath for one year. We never spoke a word to each other about the events that took place but we both knew it was definitely an issue that was not over.

AS 2015 came to an end I came to realize that this was the time to let that issue go and by letting it go it meant to let a lot of things go. And the things we had to let go were not just small things that we could brush off or purge away it was a really big thing that would not only affect me but would affect our entire family.

But what if we had done things differently?

Thinking about all of that I cannot help but reflect about all of the small things that we could have let go but we held them for so long that the small problem evolved into a bigger problem to the point that sometimes there was no return. What if we had done things differently?

I’ve come to realize that we can sleep on small things or what we think are small things and those small things can help someone else’s life. Ever thought of an invention and slept on it and all of a sudden you see it advertised on television? What if we had done things differently?

Remember that one time you got into a fight with one of your best friends over a guy? You did everything in your power NOT to apologize first and soon your friendship ended. You remember the time that happened and why it happened but do you even remember the guys name…you’ve lost a lifetime of friendship full of graduations, sorority pledging, late night slumber parties, weddings and babies births. What if you had done things differently?

I’ve come to realize that married couples have fought and broken up over things that could have been rationalized and resolved. We have allowed others influence us wrongly allowing our marriages to end prematurely based off of someone’s bad counsel. Therefore causing you to suffer in health, your wealth is tampered and your soul mate is your unfriended mate. What if you had done things differently?

When I was a newly married woman I moved with my husband from my hometown of about 50000 people to a city of 212000 people . I was lonely, and hormonal I made a major decision without the help of anyone. After 6 years of time I’ve gone thru some major situations , I wake up in the night often wondering what if I had just stayed the course. What if I had done things differently?

In life I’ve come to realize that you never have a redo moment …there is never a time that you can say okay so I’m going to redo this day or that hour that you made that decision. But there is time to correct things and move forward. Think before you speak, always be the first to say,” I’m sorry.” wait over night to make decisions and above all else seek wisdom. YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE!