Tag: Grace

Believing…

You know sometimes when you read a book, and some of the words just stay with you.  They haunt you until you can no longer ignore reading them again and again until you either learn what it is you’re supposed to learn, or you realize that you may never understand, but you know in your heart they have changed you.

The  last paragraph in Mitch Albom’s book: “The Stranger in the Lifeboat” has been haunting me for months.

     ”In the end, there is the sea and the land and the news that happens between them. To spread that news we tell each other stories. Sometimes the stories are about survival. And sometimes those stories, like the presence of the Lord, are hard to believe. Unless believing is what makes them true.”

Mitch Albom’s books always touch me. But this – this has stayed with me.  Always there – always lingering.  It’s like a puzzle I’m working on, but I can’t finish it because some of the pieces are missing.

I was sitting in the very back row of my church last week filling the acolyte’s candle lighters for Sunday morning worship, when something made me stop and these words were in my head …”and sometimes, those stories, like the presence of the Lord, are hard to believe. Unless believing is what makes them true.”    

“Unless believing is what makes them true.”

So – if you don’t believe in the presence of the Lord, you aren’t going to believe in anything associated with the Lord. You aren’t going to believe in the power of prayer or miracles, or mercy or grace.  You’re going to say you don’t believe in anything, and yet – you do believe there is nothing to believe in.

It’s not about the presence of the Lord…

And these stories we tell one another to spread the news – it’s all about what we believe that makes them true.  It’s not about the stories – it’s about us – you and I. It’s about who we are and what it is we believe.  Tell the same story – word for word – on MSNBC and FOX – and what you will get are two completely different opinions on what the story was about.  

It’s not about the story…

It’s about good versus evil and what each of us believe to be good or evil.

It’s about the human condition and what each one of us believes needs to be done for the common good.

 It’s about  – do you really believe “and liberty and justice for all” or are you only interested in liberty and justice for what you believe?

It’s not about the presence of God.

It’s not about the stories.

It’s about you.

And it’s about me.

And what it is we believe.

In the end, there is the sea and the land and the news that happens between them. To spread that news we tell each other stories. Sometimes the stories are about survival. And sometimes those stories, like the presence of the Lord, are hard to believe. Unless believing is what makes them true.”

Until Next Time

XOXO

And So It Goes…

It’s been awhile since I’ve sat with myself and thought about what it was I wanted to do with my life.

Everything is so different- I am so different.

What I believed was important 3 years ago has become a book I forced myself to close knowing full well my survival was dependent on my strength to start a new book.

A book without Susan.

My book.

The loss of a life-partner, your soulmate can most certainly change you. It changes everything.

I realized this past year that I no longer wanted to be that sad, bitter, angry soul blaming the world for my being alone.

The thing is – I finally realized that I wasn’t alone. The world was out there waiting for me. Once I got over feeling sorry for myself, I made the changes I needed to make, I did the work on cleaning up the mess that was my life- and I started the new book.

Has it been easy? Not at all.

Do I miss what used to be? I miss my life with Susan. I miss her laugh and the feel of her hands on my face and the love in her eyes.

But – I’m still here for a reason and it’s my job to find that reason. To find my purpose and fulfill whatever it is I’m supposed to be doing. I’m pretty clear on what that purpose is for right now, but I know all too well that life changes fast and we must learn to change with it or we’ll be left bogged down in what can never be again.

I’m not alone in my grief, nor am I alone in my recovery. There is much sadness in the world, but hope – it springs eternal!

And so it goes.

A New Year to find our purpose.

To put a smile on someone’s face. To listen and learn. To laugh and cry. To love and learn. To forgive and move on. To find faith and carry on with grace. To not judge and simply accept. To help and let others help you. To not be angry or bitter and carry on with the work. To find peace and give comfort…

Until Next Time…

The Grass Isn’t Greener…

Last night I was reminded of something very important.

   “The grass isn’t greener on the other side.  It’s greener where YOU water it.”

Sometimes it’s hard to remember that we don’t need to have what everyone else has to fill up our lives. I mean – all the commercials, all the ads, all the pop-ups – they are constant reminders of what it is we need.

 My question is this:  If we get any of those things – would we be any happier than we are without them?

The whole thing about watering our own grass…

It’s not about being arrogant or self-serving.

It’s about finding our own way and knowing what we need to sustain our lives in the ways that make us happy and fulfilled and content and peaceful.

It’s on each of us to bring those people who lift us up and believe in who we are and challenge us to be more than we even knew we could be into our lives.

It’s about taking those things and those people and nurturing – watering – them. Watching them grow, watching yourself grow because of them. 

The truth is – if you look on the “other side” – you will sometimes see those who appear to have everything – and, in all reality, have nothing.  New cars, big new houses, money, the latest fashions… 

These things – they don’t hug you or love you or dry your tears or encourage you or guide you or hold your hand or smile at you or walk with you or just sit quietly with you.

We are all worthy of a life filled with joy and love and peace and comfort – however – we must do the work. You must be willing to give these things in return, honestly and without expecting anything in return. You do them, and you give them because you know who you are, and you know what it means to tend your own grass.

When people walk all over your beautiful grass and have no respect for who you are and what you believe – well, it’s okay to put up the “Stay Off The Grass” sign.

Life is so very short. 

Live yours with grace and love and take the time to linger in the beautiful grass you’ve watered and nurtured and embrace those who journey through the grass with you.

Until Next Time

XOXO