I have been so busy and distracted lately that I forgot to rant about Maundy Thursday! No worries, better late than never.
SO… Today is Good Friday, right? So that means that yesterday was Maundy Thursday. The word “maundy” comes from the Latin and means to mandate. On Maundy Thursday, Jesus gave us a new commandment. WAIT.. THIS IS BIG. I’ll tell you why… Jesus gave us ONE commandment in his entire short time on this planet.
A new commandment I give to you. Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.”
One commandment. One. Think maybe we should have paid attention?
This one supersedes all the others because it came directly from The Man, himself.
How is it that THIS is NOT what I see in Christianity?
Stops me dead in my tracks. Where’s the love, ya’ll?
I love you people. Carry on.
Treading water? Yeah, I think I am as well. I won’t know if that’s true until I reach the shoreline. Or the dock. Or the edge of the pool. You see, I’m swimming but I don’t know what I’m swimming IN.
I am tired. I’ve been swimming for about a month… treading water.
AND I HAVE ROCKED IT! ..as only a woman with breath left in her body can do.
Just. Keep. Swimming.
I am a rather okay swimmer. I love water. However, if you notice the cat in the photo above, you may immediately think: Cats hate water. I believe most cats do hate water, but oddly enough, it seems that cats can swim. Completely foreign to their nature, cats can swim if they must.
I have been swimming – for about a month – in a whirlwind laden body of water. I want out. And get out I will… as soon as I find the shore.. or the edge of the pool, or the dock.. I have NO IDEA what I’m up against. It’s moving too fast to find out. But what I do know is this.. I have got to keep swimming. Until I can’t swim any longer.. and then I’ll just keep swimming. Because that’s what you do. You keep going.
Just. Keep. Swimming.
See you in the life raft ❤
Image found here: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnPYdO-zEFw/TgXrtvKNeYI/AAAAAAAAZBQ/3v7-Qh625Bo/s400/Swimming%2Bcat.jpg
No matter the day, don’t forget to dream. No matter how your heart is breaking, remember your dreams. Dreams are what keep us going. Dreams give your heart wings.
I remember that I used to live in daydreams. I was always thinking about “when” and “who” and “then” and… You get the idea. I LIVED IN DAYDREAMS. It would seem a better pursuit to actually make my dreams happen, but my heart was broken at the time and my daydreams were all I had to sustain me.
When I began to look at what I wanted from life and how to get there, I had to give up my daydreams so that I could pursue my future. I don’t know if my dreams and my future were congruent, but I was moving forward and that is what mattered. Suddenly my future found me and I was living a fairy tale of love, trust, support, beauty… there are many words that fit. But I had to take the first step of making something happen. Something for ME. When I began to focus on ME and take care of ME, my dreams came true… and I didn’t even know they were my dreams at the time. I just thought I was in the right place at the right time. See, that’s how you get to your dreams… You live your life and do all in your power to rid yourself of what you DON’T want in your life. You live in your daydreams until your dreams come true.
“Whatever gets you through your life, it’s alright. It’s alright”. ~ John Lennon
Dream – it’s a verb…
image found: http://wallpapers.free-review.net/12__Dreams_love.htm
A couple of days ago I noticed an unusual bug on my driver’s side car window as I was getting in my car. He was kind of sleek and small, with a prominent stinger. “Cool bug” I thought to myself. I got in and backed down the driveway. It wasn’t until I turned onto the main road that I noticed it was still there, hanging on to the window. Even though I wasn’t yet up to speed, the wind was really beating up this bug. His wings, head, everything was getting battered. “Let go!” I said to the bug. It didn’t. “Hey, stupid bug! Let go! You’re going to rips your wings off!” Nope. I was trying to go slow but I had to go a reasonable speed for the road. Probably about 35 mph. I watched as, one leg at a time, the wind got the better of the “cool bug” and finally he disappeared into the breeze. Stupid bug.
And then I realized that I’m a stupid bug, too. I’m dealing with things that are beyond my control, at least as far as I’m willing to attempt to control them. And I’m sure that God has his hands cupped around his mouth calling down, “Let go, little one! Let go! I got this!” But no. I’m not letting go. I’m a rather tenacious bug. I sink my teeth into something, I don’t want to let go. I want to help. No really. I can help. Let me help. I can do it. No, I’m sure I can. (repeat).
As much as I hate to admit it, I’d rather have my limbs torn off than let go. Why? Because it’s what I know. It’s my instinct to hold on. I’ve lost things before. I don’t want to lose this. I. MUST. HOLD. ON.
I’ve got to let go. I KNOW it will be alright. I’ve lived the life of “let go” before. I liked it. Much more peaceful. It will work out better than I could have ever dreamed up on my own. I just have to sit back and watch it work ~ like magic, ~ because it will. I don’t want to let go. I want to fix it. But I will only make myself crazy in the meantime. Sometimes these things take time. Timing is everything. I’m afraid to let it slip away. I might not get a second chance. But that’s fear. Fear is not of God. I cannot operate based on fear because that doesn’t work. I have to operate from a place of love. I have to open my heart and let go of my fear.
Let go. Open my heart. Love. Watch for the miracle. Because no matter how it plays out, it is a miracle and it’s perfect. Sometimes it takes a while to see, but it’s true all the same.
It’s almost time for me to return home from my visit to my sister’s. I am so glad I could be here with her. I must admit, it has been an eye opener for me. It’s about as different from my life as it gets. My life is all fast-paced and go go go. We were going nonstop, but since Saturday things have slowed a bit. Now comes the hard part.. Moving forward. That seems to be a “learn as you go” event. Our lives are forever changed.
I have been a bit lost, as I didn’t know my nephew as well as I knew his brothers and sisters. This whole time I have been thinking of what I missed. But now I understand that if I had known him better, my grief would be just that much harder to bear. Is that a selfish thought? I can’t tell you the answer to that, but I do know it’s the truth. I do know that one of my favorite all-time sayings sums it up well. I leave you with this today….
“Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to a new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.”
― Flavia Weedn
Today is a day of grieving for my family. Well, it’s ANOTHER day of grieving. We lost my nephew in a tragic car accident last Wednesday night. Today is his memorial service. The pain surrounding all associated with this ordeal is horrific. It just doesn’t stop.
This is a day when we give thanks for the joy of knowing him. This is a day we celebrate his life. This is a day we formally acknowledge as “farewell.”
Farewell. Godspeed. Til we meet again.
The Dance ~ Garth Brooks
Wisdom is tricky. It’s garnered from experience. Failing and falling are excellent teachers. You learn what works and what doesn’t.
Wisdom is also about serenity. It’s about courage and acceptance. It’s about understanding how life works. It’s about changing or staying the same.
Wisdom knows that you can try too hard. Wisdom knows if you must jump through one hundred flaming hoops to make something happen, that’s life speaking to you of futility. Wisdom understands timing. Sometimes wisdom says, “wait” and other times wisdom says, “no.” The most important thing to remember about wisdom is this: You have to listen for it. THEN you have to follow what wisdom tells you. If you miss these two steps, you might as well not speak of wisdom. You aren’t ready for wisdom.
Wisdom listens. Wisdom watches. Wisdom learns. Wisdom understands.
Wisdom is the result of perseverance. You pay for it in blood, sweat and tears.
Wisdom: Well worth the price. Not for the faint of heart.