To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest.”–Mahatma Gandhi
To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest.”–Mahatma Gandhi
“Death is a big relief to them.” This comment shocked me at first but as I pondered it, I sensed its truth. Of course Ron didn’t want to leave us but his heart was turning toward heaven long before he went there.
Little by little the foods Ron really loved became less imoprtant to him. He, the hamburger king (who would eat it three times a day if possible, ) lost his taste for Wendy’s and even homemade meatloaf. I kept buying treats to tempt his appetite but one nibble and the rest would sit abandoned.
He chided me for running around and cleaning, doing dishes and so on. “Just sit down and be quiet with me.” he’d say. “You can do that stuff later.” So I did.
Eventually he didn’t even want his beloved country music playing in the background.
The closer he got to God, the less he craved earth’s pleasures. . He wasn’t able to do the things he used to do so he enjoyed the things he could, like prayer.
Less time for earth’s pleasures gave him more time for fellowship with God, and the more time he spent with God, the more he looked forward to being with Him.
What if we started craving fellowship with God long before He called us home? More time with God? That would mean less time to binge eat or drink or dope up, less time in the mall buying stuff we don’t need, less time in unforgivness. Less time__________________? And more time with God, getting ready for the time we will be with Him in a brand new way.
And I’ve been having a pity party for the last two. That’s why you haven’t seen me here.
“Get out of the house. ” I heard this from three separate people in three different countries. I choose not to listen. It felt good to cry…so I did. And then I added a widget to my blog that tells my topics. The larger the letters the more times it’s been mentioned. Check for yourself…it is Common Sense… And I thought I’d better get some.
Then someone reminded me that even in laughter the heart may ache —-but you can decide which side of the ache to stand on. (Oh,who said that? Let me think! It was me!) I found the scribbled words I added at the last minute to my message at Ron’s going home to Jesus Celebration.
And I decided to stand on the side of joy for Ron’s sake. Because I don’t have to feel happy to put a smile on my face. Because God is faithful and true no matter what. Because God will tell me day by day what to do. Because my needs are being provided for in a myriad of ways. Because I choose to choose life…..
Oh and did I tell you? Just after I posted the note I found from Ron about “being ready to tell the world of my God and my love for you”…I got a call for a speaking engagement. God is working his plan in his way…. and I am going along for the ride.
Brenda J Wood
http://heartfeltdevotionals.wordpress.com
I had the opportunity to participate on the Prayables Blogtalk Radio program today. I read my prayer–Choose Life and shared how Ron’s illness brought me to that place.
I was thankful to appear on air with so many wise people. You can find Rabbi Yossi at his web site- http:revealingthesoul.com. Prayables.com is well worth the read. Sign on for your daily prayer. It will show up on your screen first thing every day.
You can tune in and hear it by clicking on the site below…
http://www.blogtalkradio.com/prayables/2010/10/19/rabbi-yossi-talks-about-powerful-women
Brenda J. Wood
www.heartfeltdevotionals.wordpress.com
Don’t you just hate having to keep a secret for someone? Me too. I have a post scheduled for September 7 and I can’t tell you what it is.. Now will I be able to keep my mouth shut until then? Bets anyone?
The trouble with secrets is that we keep the ones we should be telling. You know the ones. The ones that sound like this: I was abused as a child, my boyfriend hits me, I have an eating disorder, I take drugs,I am a senior and my children are cruel to me. I could go one but there really is no need.
Speaking out on secrets like that means that we have a chance to get well.
When I confessed to an eating disorder, over time I was able to recover. That brought out another layer….childhood abuse.. and I am well on my way to health. Choose life, dear friends. Sometimes that means telling secrets.
Brenda J. Wood at:
www.heartfeltdevotionals.wordpress.com
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