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Heavy Heart

Today I woke to hear that once again innocent people have been harmed. Without warning while going about their daily routine their lives were changed forever. My heart is heavy for those that lost their lives, those that were injured, and the families and friends that are affected by others actions. Exodus 20:13 You shall not murder.

It’s difficult to wrap my thoughts around the why, the who and the how. Why are there people in the world that spend their time thinking of ways to harm others, to show others that they’re tougher? Were these people bullied as children? Were their lives at home as children so miserable that they carry a grudge against the world, against people they’ve never met? Who are these people? What are they about and why is their only goal in life to harm others? How do they have so much time on their hands? How do they have so much power over others? Who has the time to sit around thinking of ways to show the world that they are bullies and will act without compassion or lack of respect for life.

Life is a gift, a gift from God. Our time on earth is precious and should not be wasted pursuing trivial or petty things. He is a loving God and what we do does matter to Him. He gave his only son for the lost, for sin, for us.

John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believe in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

The Threat…

Everyday I hear it… it’s real, not just words being thrown around. I’m never really sure if I should respond or just listen. How does it happen that one person has the audacity to subtly hint to others of the peril they face, and not because of their own actions, but due to those by others.

It’s baffling, and frustrating to hold on so tight as everything begins to fall apart. There isn’t a safety net. No one will pick up the pieces. No one will know about the threat. No one will stop the person doing wrong.

Psalms 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped; Therefore my heart exults, And with my song I shall thank Him.

Don’t give in…

It’s difficult to not react, to not repay the wrong that is done to you, even when the attacks continue to come. For months I feel as if I’ve been in a battle, alone on the front facing many who believe that it’s their right to attack an innocent person as they cause harm to not only myself but so many others. Every day is a new battle, it’s tiring and it chips away at the strength it takes to champion and defend those that are innocent.

Prayer helps, it really does; however, the battle continues. I’ve asked numerous times why I’m subject to this, what is it that I’ve done or what am I supposed to learn… I don’t have an answer, I only know that I’ve suffered, my family has suffered as well others. But, seeking revenge or even the thought of retaliation isn’t an option; I’d suffer and not come through this as I must stay strong and move forward with good, not evil.

Romans 12:17-21: 17 If someone has done you wrong, do not repay him with a wrong. Try to do what everyone considers to be good. 18 Do everything possible on your part to live in peace with everybody. 19 Never take revenge, my friends, but instead let God’s anger do it. For the scripture says, “I will take revenge, I will pay back, says the Lord.” 20 Instead, as the scripture says: “If your enemies are hungry, feed them; if they are thirsty, give them a drink; for by doing this you will make them burn with shame.” 21 Do not let evil defeat you; instead, conquer evil with good.

Accomplishments

Have you ever had one of those days? You know the one where you’ve done a lot but accomplished nothing. Normally it’s not a bad day, just busy and nonproductive. When the five o’clock hour approached yesterday, I couldn’t believe how much I hadn’t gotten done even though I had been busy from the moment I walked in the door.

How does this happen? How did I put in a 10 hour day and complete a lot of a little? I didn’t even stop for lunch, just snacked on everything in sight because I had so much to do. I really had to think about all of this last night. I should have put the day behind me, but I kept replaying my day over and over. I wasn’t bothered, just shaking my head at not being able to let go of the day.

My first thought was a trip to the gym, which always makes me feel better, that would be the answer to letting go of the day. After shuffling children to and from their night time activities, I made my way to the gym where it’s just me and my music. What a good feeling to focus on nothing; however, all to soon that distraction from the day was over.

After arriving home, I just knew that spending time with my family before bedtime would put an end to the day. Who can’t relax and enjoy snuggling with your children as they read to you. I have a good friend who’s children are grown and gone so she unwinds at night with her dog in her lap and a good book that she shares with him each night. Spending time with those that you care about is a good way to put the day behind… groan, everyone’s in bed and still no peace.

This is silly, I didn’t have a bad day at work, so let it go. Nope, just can’t… I decided that I would look over the notes in my planner from the day to figure out why I was so bothered. As I read through my day, I thought about everything I had worked on, the phone calls I had taken, and the people I helped, and then I realized that I had had a very productive day. I had accomplished a lot of prep work for projects to move them forward, I made sure that people needing assistance had been taken care of, and I did all of that between 7:30 a.m. and 5:30 p.m. I took a deep breath and smiled, even though I felt as if I had done nothing but spin my wheels all day, I had accomplished a lot; it was a good day.

John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

Keep Your Eye on the Prize

We all have a to-do list, whether it’s daily, weekly or monthly, we all know what needs taken care of in our lives. It’s easy to flow through your life making sure the dishes are done, groceries are bought, bills are paid, and so on; however, what do you really want to accomplish… think about that!

Years ago, too many to count, I became the person tasked with writing and writing and writing… it didn’t matter what the piece was, I was called upon to put together press releases, the monthly newsletter, copy for collateral, emails to clients, letters of recommendation, and more. What was disheartening was that no one appreciated my ability to research, understand my topic and assignment and how I could let the words gracefully flow resulting in works of art. Ok, not works of art, but amazing pieces that benefitted my employer, and with the types of projects I was assigned, I knew my work was top notch.

During my time of writing for everyone else I found that my love and enjoyment for writing would lead me down a different path, one that wasn’t going to be easy, one that I would put on hold time and time again, one that would take years to accomplish. It’s easy to go to work and know what you need to work on, add projects to your daily tasks and accomplish the work within the assigned timeframe. It’s not difficult to go home at the end of the work day and know what you’ve accomplished for your employer.

The day I began to pen my novel series, well, I didn’t realize what a long road it would be. I’m sure I’m not the only writer that gets excited when they have what they believe is the bomb of an idea for a story and can’t wait to let the thoughts in their head spill out for all to read. It’s a good feeling to know that once you’ve written, and rewritten, and tweaked, and started over, and stopped, and started again, and again, and again, that when you feel your work is finally ready for the next step someone will jump at the chance to represent your work… oh wait, now the difficult part begins, correct?!

It’s exciting to read about others who have made it, and you know their road was filled with bumps too. You can just hear their joy in the words they write as they proudly announce they’ve signed with an agent and their book is one step closer for the world to read or how they’re book is ready for all to read and they’re off to their first book signing.. how sweet that is! That’s motivation for us dreamers, knowing that one day too we will be there, that we will be an inspiration for others to not give up on their dream of being a best selling author, of inspiring someone to write, of inspiring someone to read…

2 Chronicles 15:7 But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded.

THE STRUGGLES of MANY

All too often we’re caught up in our own lives, never really thinking of those around us. We’re quick to be too busy to talk, we’re quick to judge, we’re quick to gives ourselves praises for our accomplishments and judgmental when others don’t complement our hard work.

We’re all busy, correct? We’re all handling something in our life that causes extra stress or brings joy to our day; however, more often than not we put ourselves first.

For the last two months I’ve been busy, so busy with work, family, trying to stay ahead of housework, paying bills, holidays, rolling into a new year with school and work, my schedule, my spouse’s schedule, my children’s’ schedules, upcoming trips for school events, basketball, softball, baseball… oh my, have I forgotten anything???

In all of that chaos, I hadn’t noticed what was happening around me. My life is always fast paced and I’m very organized so normally I’m very aware of not only my life, but those that I care about, those that I’m professionally connected with, and my friends, but somehow I had fallen short.

It all began about mid-December, I was so inundated with work after several coworkers decided to take time off to be with their families during the holidays. For three weeks I was in early and out late, rarely taking time for lunch and thankful when my spouse or one of my coworkers would surprise me with something to eat. I found myself in the office on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day just to make sure that everyone that was working knew they were appreciated, and then the transition to a new company. I knew it was coming and had prepared in advance with what I needed to do; however, after being gone during some crucial days in December, my coworkers were not as prepared and I found myself in the mix of their work too.

I just knew that everything would settle down in January; however, it did not. Once again I found myself alone, trudging through the daily grind as a preplanned vacation, sick children, inclement weather, and so on… kept my coworkers away and once again I was “last man standing”. I faced each work day with a smile and a positive attitude, what else could I do. I wasn’t going to fail. When it’s a challenge, I thrive.

The dust began to settle after everyone finally returned to work, and that’s when I had time to reach out to people in my life that I hadn’t had time to connect with for weeks. Oh how my heart sank as I learned that an amazing person in my life had begun their fight against cancer, that two others were dealing with workplace bullying from their supervisors and they don’t work for the same business… oh my, I’ve been too disconnected.

Not too long ago I read an interesting take on Wearing Hope. I wish I had a copy of this piece, it really made me think. From what I can remember, it talked about Faith, Hope and Love being Spiritual Gifts, powerful but abstract. So how do we wear them?

Well, I’m definitely not going to do this piece justice, and the day I read this I thought to myself that I would never forget what I had read.. oops. So, I’ll give it my best try… we wear our faith and don it every day to live for Christ, our hearts are wrapped in faith and knows God’s love, we’re safe from sin and blows inflicted by life, our trust is tested every day and we are betrayed by those we call friend and at times even loved ones; however, we face these trials clothed in love and forgiveness, and we’re protected by hope as we focus on God’s salvation.

1 Corinthians 13:13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

A Heavy Heart

Death is a part of life, one is part of the other… it’s difficult to talk about loss and yet so easy to boast about gain. Accepting the good is easy, acknowledging our accomplishments is rewarding. On the other hand I find myself stammering for words when another life is gone.

My thoughts turn to The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. It’s such an engaging story, difficult to put down and yet emotionally stimulating on numerous levels as it’s narrator is Death. Death has no gender and is simply referenced as “it”. As daunting as it was to read Death’s words I felt compelled to learn more about what “it” had to say. With every word I read, I tried to suppress my emotions, after all it’s just a story of a young girl living in Nazi Germany during the Holocaust, but it is written about one of the most difficult topics ever, the Holocaust… so much pain, suffering and death.

Accepting the loss of a loved one, a friend or even those that touch our life isn’t easy. It doesn’t matter what their age or how they died, the fact that they’re no longer with us is difficult to accept. We’re afraid to let go and if we acknowledge our feelings we may lose them, correct?

I’ve always been taught that it’s healthy to grieve, that it’s a process, something everyone does differently. I should acknowledge my feelings so I can say my goodbyes knowing that God has been there all along. What a comfort there is in trusting God to handle everything allowing me to rejoice in life and be comforted with fond memories of a life that has left this earth.

Romans 14:8 For whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.