The thing most noticeable in my life right now has been my descent into negativity.
And I’m realizing that what we focus on … is exactly what we find? Expecting the worst? You just might find it.
What a black hole that is!
And once I find myself there it is very hard to dig myself out.
I guess like most jobs, you just need to find the right tools.
Thankfully, God is leading me to them.
I think of the verse in Ephesians about taking off the old man and putting on the new.
When I was little, I was known as a bit of a know-it-all. Well, maybe more than a bit. It was a frequent childhood taunt.
In some ways I came by it honestly.
One of our family values was education and my dad saw to it that we kids were well-versed in topics often beyond our years.
At the age of eight or so, I could tell you how a steel mill blast furnace worked, what a their was (how I loved rolling that word off my tongue), and why pig iron was called pig iron.
I’ve never “gotten over” the death of my daughter. I used to believe that old adage that time heals all wounds. Not anymore. Some wounds never really heal.
Though it has been over ten years since that cold, snowy night when I was jolted awake by a midnight phone call from my panicked son telling me that my daughter had been stabbed, all it takes is a single thought and I can be reliving that moment as if it was yesterday.
Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and m God. Psalm 84:3
As I lose more and more control over the big events in my life, I am becoming more and more aware of the smaller ones. The little ones. The day-to-day ones that I used to take for granted.
The little things …
A safe trip to my doctor in Chicago complete with a parking spot. …
While responding to a blog post comment, I had a startling (for me) revelation.
My friend, who had commented on my post about feeling safe, made a comment saying she prayed I was in God's safe place now.
Truth be told, some days I do feel safe even as my family situation continues to change and care is harder to come by. As I replied to her comment, I inwardly scrutinized my current walk with Christ - and, as I noted in my response - God is certainly using this time to "grow" me.
From the 2012 archives
But the one who hears my words and does not put them into practice is like a man who built a house on the ground without a foundation. The moment the torrent struck that house, it collapsed and its destruction was complete.” Luke 6:49
I've been realizing something about myself lately.
Sometimes, when things fall apart around me, my tendency is to find the broken shards, sweep them together, and begin to build again.