Resting in Life's Moments

The one thing that I have learned this year is how quickly life can change and how we spend to much time complaining about what is wrong  in our lives instead of "Resting in Life's Moments".

I must admit this particle post was not my original idea.  The seed was planted in my spirit when I attended a Wednesday night bible study at "LightChurch" in Mesquite TX.
Every since I heard and receive the message I have become sensitized about what comes out of my mouth.  I automatically begin to shut down when people start complaining.

The scripture of focus was Philippians 2:14.  

EVERYTHING, covers a lot of ground.  I am not a big complainer by no means but I do complain. I complain about having to go to work while on the other hand I am thanking God that I have a job. 

Does one action cancel out the other?  
Should we consider this to be a double negative?  

Whether we are in church or at a business event the message is the same.  Negativity has an adverse affect on the speaker and the receiver.

So why entitle this post "Resting in life's Moments" and not " Don't be Lame, Don't Complain".  I must admit that made me smile.

Often, when we complain we are letting life's precious moment pass us by.  For every complaint there is a missed opportunity to be a blessing to someone else.  I believe accountability is the key to change so I am challenging myself, as well as you, to rest in life's moments.

I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.

This is My Journey

As I stood hand in hand with my family at the close of 2012 and the beginning of 2013, I would have never imagined what this year would hold. 

Nothing anyone could have said would have prepared me for my five-week journey; the journey that would end with the Father calling my precious Mom to her eternal home, "Heaven".

Today, it still feels like a dream. How am I to make it in this life without my confidant, my best friend, and mother?  Who is going to cheer me on when others cannot visualize my dream?

The tears began to flow even before the truth was realized.

My spirit man grasped what the natural man could not perceive. That change was quickly approaching. The question now is, "how did I survive it all?"

As I trip through my past memories, I know it was surely by the Grace & Mercy of a loving Father.  I learned many lessons throughout this journey but the one that clearly stands out is, "love is not selfish". How do you let go of something or someone that you clearly want to hold on to?

It is a selfless act.

I Corinthians 13:7 took on a new meaning, "Love always protects, always trust, always hopes, and always perseveres.”

I have been a Mommy's girl all my life and I could not envision or corral the thought of being separated from her even if it was only for a little while. Yet, my heart could not endure her not being the person God created her to be, healthy and whole.

In fact, one day as I watched her wrestle with getting comfortable, my heart hurt to see her misery.  Her response to me was, "this is my journey and I am not worried because I am in Jesus and Jesus is in me".

There has only been a few times where I've witnessed such faith and courage. The wings of my heart opened up. Although, there are days where sadness engulfs me. I stand in awe when I think of God's grace.

Why? Because my Mom acted selflessly as she prepared me for her journey home. She laid aside her own concerns and planted the seed of HOPE that we would be able to continue on because of the legacy that she left us.

Many have said she was still young, and for this day and time she could have been.  However, I have learned it is not about the number of days; it is about your quality of life. Who did you touch and are they a better person because of you? 

 I do know one thing for sure; I am a better person because of her. She surely will be missed.  Nonetheless, her voice will forever linger in my ear.  "I will always be with you; no matter what you do or whereever you go."

Ada Mae "Cheapie"