This is for the woman who lost her husband so suddenly. You wondered how you would ever go home and face the emptiness. You were numb to your pain but knew that there was no escape once you stepped into that place you shared. You shared your life, your desperateness and faith. You eagerly told me of your husband and how he always went fishing. I told you that your husband was probably hanging out with my grandfather at the fishing hole arguing over bragging rights of the biggest fish ever caught. This brought a smile to your face and to mine also. I connected with you, just for a moment. May you find a safe place in your memories and your faith.
This one is for the woman everyone complained about. Did anyone take the time to listen to your story? You told me that your long life enabled you to lose the most. You even shared tragedy that left your heart quite injured. You said that talking to God was the only thing that kept you sane. You confided. Why? I think that all you needed was a warm smile and a moment of my time. Is that really too much to give?
This is for the little girl who was all alone. Did anyone ever tell you that you look like the little girl on Monsters Inc. ? Even with your troubles, you still brightened up the entire floor. We should have all learned from you.
This is for the gentleman that suffered immense pain. Who would have known that talking about your past adventures in the army would light up your eyes and make you forget the pain for just a time. You only needed a little interest.
Please take some time this week and share a moment with someone who needs it :)
Friday, January 16, 2009
So this is me and I'll regret this in the morning, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of my life. I'm afraid of God and I know many of you probably don't believe in God but I do and I am afraid of Him and I am nothing to him and just like everyone else, I'll be rejected by Him. What else is there to say. I just want to be real and maybe this is the only place I will ever be that way. I'm sorry I'm being so negative, but his is me. I will make no other promises but to just be me. I'm going to bed, and then I'll post something more reasonable tomorrow.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Yeah. Procrastination. My best friend. My deliverer of responsibility......oh how I will miss you. I think that it is a close relative of lazy.......ugh. That is the worst 4 letter word ever! Ok, so I depend on procrastination quite often, like when the dishes need to be done, homework needs to be done, when I need to work out, when I need to be doing anything, old procrastination is there to rescue me!!! Ok, but enough is enough because I've got a lot to do these days and it seems like when I am overwhelmed I just avoid everything, and guess what? NOTHING gets done. So with 2 college classes on the horizon, the house a mess, leadership classes at church, working 12 hour shifts 2-3 days a week, and babysitting 3-4 days a week......whew! I cant afford to procrastinate!