Don’t skip the steps, because they’re important… Life is a journey and a process. Through your process, you will find steps. These steps can lead you up, but they can also lead you down. We all start out the same; we crawl around until we learn how to walk.
And the way we learn how to walk is one step at a time. But as we get older and more confident in our abilities we think we can skip a few steps in order to get to the top faster. The result of this can be tragic, however, and cause us to go down instead of up.
Yesterday was my birthday, and I turned 43. Birthdays are not what they use to be. The older you get the less you look forward to them.
I want to offer 1 simple step to transformation… I have come a long way, in my journey. I have overcome some huge obstacles and beaten the odds. But yet I still struggle in certain areas of my life. I’m still not satisfied with where I am. I still want more than I have. I still feel insignificant at times and un-important. I still look for ways to fit in and be known for something great. I still long for attention and recognition, and not receiving it causes unhappiness, unfulfillment and even depression at times.
I am so grateful and thankful that I’m not where I use to be, but if I’m honest, I am still not where I want to be. I want to be healthy, wealthy, and happy. I want to be able to make a difference in peoples lives and help them. I want to be that encourager that people come to. I want to be that friend that people look to. I want to be that lover that my wife is drawn to.
We all get lost from time to time and need help finding our way home. This may be caused by poor upbringing, or bad circumstances, or our wants and desires for something better. But the fact of the matter is, home is where we belong. So how do we find our way home if we get lost?
The prodigal son is a common story, a Sunday school story, a lost and found, if you will type of story that starts and ends in a home.
It’s a story about a Father, 2 sons, and a farmer that the younger son attaches himself to, in the time of adversity.
I want to give some advice on a tough subject – How to get through hard times. There are times in our lives that seem unfair, impossible, and just plain hard. Life is not always peaches and cream. Life is not always a bed of roses. Life is more like a box of chocolates – You never know what you are going to get. You never know what life will bring you, or throw your direction. You never know when an attack may come your way. Life is hard!
It’s hard when you’re a single mother trying to raise multiple children by yourself. It’s hard when you’ve been working over 10 years at a company and you get laid off. It’s hard when you have pain in your body every day and no doctor can seem to tell you why they just keep prescribing you pain pills. It’s hard when you get addicted to drugs because of a prescription to pain pills. It’s hard when you feel depressed for no reason. It’s hard when you can’t seem to reach any of your goals. It’s hard when everyone around you tells you that you’ll never amount to anything. Life is hard! Continue reading How To Get Through Hard Times→
Sometimes it’s hard to see what’s important… When my son was born there were some complications. He wasn’t breathing well, so they took him to the ICU and hooked him up to a lot of machines. His mom was recovering from the surgery, so I was the only one able to go and see him. I remember how scared I was for him and for us that day. This was our first child, our son, the child we had been praying for.
As I approached his small bed, my heart was raising and felt like it had dropped down to my stomach. All I could see were tubes and wires running everywhere. When I came around to the side of the bed, tears running down my face, I reached over and placed my hand on his tiny head and rubbed it gently. I will never forget the feeling of that moment. (As I am writing this post, I am reminded by tears of emotions.) While I was rubbing his head he opened his bright blue eyes and looked at me. It was more than just a look though, it was an acknowledgment and an awareness. He could have looked anywhere in the room, it was his first day on this earth, but he chose to look my direction and see me.
I remember when I was like 6 or 7 years old, walking up to my house carrying this clay vase with a flower in it, that I was taking home to give to my mom. I was so excited to present this gift to her and see her light up with joy.
As I walked down the sidewalk in front of the house I tripped, and I began to fall. As I was going down, I thought about the vase I was holding. It was a hard clay surface, but it was also very fragile, and I didn’t want it to break, so I held it up high and took the fall with no hands. It hurt pretty badly. I was scraped up on my knees and elbows, cut on my chin and bruises began to form on my hip and head. The vase, on the other hand, was not damaged at all.
A lot of us are bruised, cut, chipped, and scraped up, a lot of us are “ruff-looking” vessels, and that’s okay because what’s on the inside is more important than what’s on the outside.
“When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.“(1Cor. 13:11)
Everyone matures at different rates. A 40-year-old adult may act like a teenager, and conversely, a teenager may act like a 40-year-old adult. It all depends on your emotional state. What you have learned growing up and what you have been exposed to or adapted to, play a major part in your development and maturity. I was a child long after the age of a child. Even today, I am emotionally and spiritually immature in a lot of ways and sometimes feel as if I do not fit in.