Live Like You Are Dying

What does this even mean? Well to me it is the stupidest most senseless thing you could say or tell anyone. Even if you are, do you really want to rush it?

What this also means is live your life like you are constant vacation. Which I have done for many years. Eat every meal like it is thanksgiving. Or better yet like it’s your last.

How stupid. Oh wait you’ve always wanted to jump out of a plane, well go do it! Which I have, very exhilarating. But how stupid! But I would do it again.

I am so fed up with this analogy that lets everyone do anything they want, without having to think of the consequences, what, why? because they are going to die anyway. Well news flash we all are going to. Does that mean you are in hurry to get there. Being a Christian I am kinda sorta am in a hurry. But not really I have kids and a great husband. I want to spend every second I can with them. So why did I wait until I was over thirty to finally take care of myself? Because I didn’t care before. I was enjoying every moment recklessly and really not enjoying much of it at all.

I think you should live like you want to live forever, that way your bodies can handle it. I am not saying, no fun, but I am saying, would you want someone you love to do that? Think about your life that way. Would you want a loved one to live the way you are?

I am recently battling a huge parent fail, that I have created myself. My son who is almost nine detests fruits and vegetables. He will eat corn on the cob, he eats spaghetti with the hidden veggies and drinks orange juice. These are about the extent of it. He has always been really active so I haven’t seen any physical side effects. He is still healthy looking, but has become less active, also another parent fail.

But recently I have been trying to take my health back. and i can’t get him on the bandwagon.  I need help………….

And just for the record I do like this country song.

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We will not be shaken

Our lives, we live them like we are in control. We think we can make a difference. Or worse we think why bother why even try, it is what it is.

How many times have you heard that? It is what it is? And it seems like it will stay that way.

Well, however much credit we do or don’t give ourselves, it is all in vain.

The only thing we seem to be able to control is what comes in or out of our mouths. And those are the two things I struggle the most with. Over eating and over talking.

We are little ants, sorry for those who think more of themselves. But really we are teeny tiny, we are the little pieces of a much bigger puzzle. But do not let that news get you down. Could you really accept and do justice with a bigger role? I know I couldn’t, I blow my little plan every single day in some way. Whether I sleep too long and miss my morning walk (time with God and friend) eat too much sugar or bread, or loose my patience with my kids. Plus many other ways.

We are all human and make many mistakes, but we are suppose to be. We are not suppose to be perfect, but that is not an excuse to not try, try to be better than you are. Do not try to be better than others. Be better than yourself, the self you were 10 years ago, last month, and even yesterday. We need to be hard working, self improving, striving for excellence little ants.

The next time you have an issue with someone, remember they are just an ant. Don’t say it, but remember they are no bigger or smaller than you. And their opinion is not the one that matters.

When we know who we are, and where we are going, the rest of it does not matter. The little disagreements, past mistakes, I urge you to let them go. We should not be shaken, we know the end of the story.

“Whether I Sink or whether I swim, makes no difference to me, I am beautifully over my head”. Jess Johnson

Will Power (what is that?)

I realized today that I don’t have a theme or journey or anything day to day type blog. I just write or type when I feel compelled or lead to.

After thinking about it and going back to read my older posts, I can see a maturity growing. So I think that this blog is diagramming my writing and Christian maturity.

See now, as all stories go, well the ones with happy endings, the one’s who know that they have the happy ending, they have to have some bad bits too. If your whole life is cake and then you can actually eat the cake without getting fat, well you have no idea how lucky you are and most likely take it so far for granted that it would make other people sick.

On the other hand when you walk through the ruff and fire and come out still in one piece you can truly appreciate the good and happy ending.

Now I am not saying that being saved later in life makes you more of a christian, I am just saying when you live half your life really truly believing that you will rot in a wooden casket six feet under ground getting chewed through by bugs. Not a pretty picture. But when you can wake up one day and say no that won’t be me. Maybe my human body but not me, the part that really makes me me. That part is not my skin, my weight, my eye color, my crooked teeth. My soul is me. The never ending me. The last forever live in heaven me. So thankful for that.

So even though we should take care of ourselves, our bodies are not the most important. When we take care of our souls, I truly believe the rest can follow, if we so desire. The best quote I’ve heard was “not to rely on self will- power but to rely on God’s power.” That is from the Daniel Plan book, haven’t read the whole thing, but I think that may just be the best line in it. Because it is the truth, by ourselves nothing is possible, but with God anything is possible. Yes, thank you for that truth.

I am praying AND begging God to take the power, oh how do I wish He would just take my will away and give me a map, how many heartaches and mistakes could I of avoided if He worked that way. But He doesn’t, but He will guide us, if we take the time to ask Him.

 

Cases

Why do people buy cases? for protection. Cases for cameras and sewing machines. Because they are expensive and we want to protect them. But I don’t know if your like me when I put things in a case to keep them safe I stop using them. I put them up on a high shelf or in a cabinet so no one can damage them. But then I forget I have them. 

Well this is true for hearts too. How many times has it been broken, how many times has it hurt. our hearts our very precious to us so we protect them. Put it in a case. One with a lock and key. And then grow bitter and forget we have one.

That is what happened to me. I had heart break after heart break. Not just boys, but deeper than that. So I put my heart on a self way up high so I couldn’t even reach it. I forgot about the softness it holds and the joy of just enjoying loving. 

I have been married and have children and I am just starting to be able to reach mine again. finally I am losing that case of protection and I love it. To be able to feel and smile and not hold back just because of the rejection I have faced over my life.  I have been hurt so many times that I blocked myself and put up a fortress of walls, even to my husband and kids. They got more than the rest. But now I am finding joy in letting others in too. 

I thought I was just that type of person, you know, made bitter and unsocial. But when I look back I never was as a kid I was so out going and happy but then I changed. I let other people tell me who I was. I was ugly and trash and I started to believe it. 

Now with God’s help my prayers are being answered. I want to love people like Christ does. I can feel my heart opening.  Thank you Jesus!