Have you ever noticed how excited people get about something that is yet to come.
Yet they sit in the moment letting time slide by while nothing at all is done.
Think if we looked ahead at every hour and planned things for our day.
Not allowing a minute to go by in waste even it is to be on our knees and pray.
Have you ever known a friend is hurting but they never turned to you?
Like when we want everything to change but telling God is the last thing we do.
We complain and we gripe that things never seem to go our way.
But do we ever truly get down on our knees and pray?
The power or prayer is as strong as a what ice crystals are clear.
The truth is we don't ask at times because it is the answer that we fear.
A man prays for patience and then his children have him learning it all day.
Maybe its these times of frustration that we should truly be on our knees and pray.
Thank you dear God for children that can run all throughout my house.
Thank you dear God that they are healthy enough to run scream and shout.
Thank you dear God that my life is so full that it is causing all of my hairs to turn gray.
Thank you dear God that I have the ability to get down on my knees and pray.
Family
Joy of my life!!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
It really really does
Obviously I have decided to blog...... and as I sat and pondered what I most am interested in blogging about, I decided its about the fact that Life Happens........ and it really does. As long as your here....on this earth that is...... life is gonna happen.
At 41 years old, married twice, divorced ONCE, 5 children (3 gifted to me biologically and 2 gifted to me with my marriage) survivor of a broken neck, the only living parent or grandparent is a stepfather whom although I adore he just isn't real active in my life, hardships and triumps and not truly knowing God till my late 20s, I think I have a bit to blog about.
Let me tell you a bit more about myself. I grew up in a divorced home. I think by the time I was 12, I had lived in 20 plus houses and been to more then a half dozen schools and some twice. I made that tough tough decision at 12 to move from one parents house to another. Not because I loved one more then the other, more probably because of that need to have that relationship with my mother that every little girl desires to have. By the time I was 12 so many things had happened in my life that someday I might touch on but to sum it up I always believed my parents did the best with what they had. My childhood was much different then that of my children. Was I less love? Not a chance! Was I less attended to? Yes probably! O.K. fine DEFINITELY!! Life was different back then, it just wasnt the same, but it did happen. Life that is, because as we know Life Happens.
When I look back into my childhood I like to look for all things that made me smile. There were few things in my childhood that I absolutely without a doubt knew I could count on. Those things I still cherish today. One of those things was my older sister she is 2 years 2 months my elder, despite what she may want to make you believe. If I moved to a new school and was going to have to face the tirade of bullies after school as walking into some of the less desireable neighborhoods, I always, always, knew my sister had my back. If was going to spend the entire day at a laundromat doing our families laundry at the age of 9 or 10 I always, always knew my sister would be right there with me. If I was going to sit up late at night wondering when my dad was going to be home from work, I always knew my sister would be right there with me. She is the one person in my life from the earliest age I can remember right up till tonight as I start this new adventure of blogging........... that she will always..... as long as God is willing to allow it........ she will be there for me.
I guess I don't know if everyone has that 1 person. That one solid person throughout their life...... that they just always know....... no matter what road in life that other person is on, that they would always jump off their path to help you find your way along yours. For me..... its all I have ever known.....that is having that one person back as far as I can remember that was just always a constant, despite the trials that life brought my way. I am also fortunate enough to be able to say others have joined her along the way, in becoming one of those persons you just KNOW will be there for you. I pray for everyone to have those people in their lives. Although without them, Life still Happens, it does make the journey a bit better. I realize that I have so much I'd like to blog about......so much that matters...... but as this late night is turning to morning, I probably better let it wait for another day.
Good Night!!
At 41 years old, married twice, divorced ONCE, 5 children (3 gifted to me biologically and 2 gifted to me with my marriage) survivor of a broken neck, the only living parent or grandparent is a stepfather whom although I adore he just isn't real active in my life, hardships and triumps and not truly knowing God till my late 20s, I think I have a bit to blog about.
Let me tell you a bit more about myself. I grew up in a divorced home. I think by the time I was 12, I had lived in 20 plus houses and been to more then a half dozen schools and some twice. I made that tough tough decision at 12 to move from one parents house to another. Not because I loved one more then the other, more probably because of that need to have that relationship with my mother that every little girl desires to have. By the time I was 12 so many things had happened in my life that someday I might touch on but to sum it up I always believed my parents did the best with what they had. My childhood was much different then that of my children. Was I less love? Not a chance! Was I less attended to? Yes probably! O.K. fine DEFINITELY!! Life was different back then, it just wasnt the same, but it did happen. Life that is, because as we know Life Happens.
When I look back into my childhood I like to look for all things that made me smile. There were few things in my childhood that I absolutely without a doubt knew I could count on. Those things I still cherish today. One of those things was my older sister she is 2 years 2 months my elder, despite what she may want to make you believe. If I moved to a new school and was going to have to face the tirade of bullies after school as walking into some of the less desireable neighborhoods, I always, always, knew my sister had my back. If was going to spend the entire day at a laundromat doing our families laundry at the age of 9 or 10 I always, always knew my sister would be right there with me. If I was going to sit up late at night wondering when my dad was going to be home from work, I always knew my sister would be right there with me. She is the one person in my life from the earliest age I can remember right up till tonight as I start this new adventure of blogging........... that she will always..... as long as God is willing to allow it........ she will be there for me.
I guess I don't know if everyone has that 1 person. That one solid person throughout their life...... that they just always know....... no matter what road in life that other person is on, that they would always jump off their path to help you find your way along yours. For me..... its all I have ever known.....that is having that one person back as far as I can remember that was just always a constant, despite the trials that life brought my way. I am also fortunate enough to be able to say others have joined her along the way, in becoming one of those persons you just KNOW will be there for you. I pray for everyone to have those people in their lives. Although without them, Life still Happens, it does make the journey a bit better. I realize that I have so much I'd like to blog about......so much that matters...... but as this late night is turning to morning, I probably better let it wait for another day.
Good Night!!
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