What
if you couldn’t again?
As we look back
to September 11, and know that hate brought death and destruction to our
country. It often it takes catastrophes,
and major life altering events for us to look at what is really important in
our lives and what is nonsense or trivial by comparison. The highlight of my day was that my son who is
19 texted me and it was only one slang word “sup”. I asked if he was ok, and he said "yeah about
to get to work". He may never know how
much that means to me, but I let him know I loved him and to call me when he could. I have had many of those times in my life
that “I couldn’t again” and I do not want to take for granted a day that the
Lord has given to me.
Each day we walk
on this earth it is a gift God gives us to bring His love and light to those He
entrusts to cross our paths and us theirs.
It may be loved ones, or someone in the checkout line, or in our office,
or at the day care, or the stands at our child’s game or practice. Take the time to share love and letting
others know that their lives are important and they make a difference in yours.
We often get into the hustle and bustle
of I have to do this and I have to do that and there are those around us that
we do not even see. They desire our
interaction into their lives, and we keep thinking not now, maybe in a few, a
little later, maybe this weekend, next week etc….. But what if those times never come? There are many conversations, and times I wish
I had spent with loved ones that I no longer can. Letting time or hurt feelings carry us away
from what is or should be important hopefully will not turn to regret…..
Yesterday I was
at the beach and I was doing some writing and reading and was about to close up
and head to the house when an older lady stopped me and asked me what I was
reading and I told her the NIV for Women.
And she asked me to read Psalms 27:10 and told me it was her story, that
even though her parents had forsaken her, God had not and He always shows up in
her life. She told me how she had been
adopted and had been raised in KY, and we both shared Cherokee lineage, and she
also had some Thompson’s in her family somewhere. She has gone through much in life, and
recently lost her husband. She was
feeling the grief of her loss. We also found some common ground her daughter
knew someone I knew. I don’t know many
in this town because I just moved here a few months ago. But God created this moment that we all
received confirmation of Him working in our lives, and that our lives make a difference
to others. I had been praying to God
that I knew that recently I had been distracted and had gotten off track a bit,
and was desiring to be where he was desiring me to be, and working on the
things I should and drawing closer into relationship with Him. To minister and share His love to those that He places in my
path… In these few moments I realized that
I was where I was supposed to be, and He has forgiven my distractions. We prayed before we went our own ways, but I
know they touched my life and I hope that I touched theirs.
Sometimes we get
so off track we think that we can’t go back.
That we have caused pain, or separation from others by having our priorities
out of sync with what really matters. I
am telling you as the Lord forgives and welcomes you back, those you love will
to. Taking the time to talk, love and play
will melt the times that you felt other things were more important, and maybe
they were at the time; it is never too
late to get those things back that are really important in your life, until you
can’t anymore. Seek the Lord each day about what He deems is important for you to carry out. Time spent with the Lord is important too, and He loves and desires it with you as well. Spend more time with loved ones in person and by phone. Take the few extra moments, seconds to engage in conversation when you are out and about. Love is not just romance, it is sharing life with others and letting them know that time is precious and you care enough to share some of yours with them. Share time each day with those you love, one day it may not be possible for you or them. The gift of memories will be ours of those that we made a difference in their lives and or they made a difference in ours. To look back and smile with love in our hearts as we reminisce on time spent with others and having no regrets…
Love, In His Service Pamela
