Decisions are choices taking place, while others are God’s handiwork. Various souls are to meet long before they know it. God is smiling, as it was His intention for it to happen. As Ecclesiastes 3 tells us, there is a time for everything. We are to take a backseat, letting God work at His own pace. He has his reasons; we are to accept them. No, it is not easy. In time, we will understand.
~Marie T. Morrison~
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
INTRICATE
Our bodies hold hundreds of bones, nerves, muscles, veins, arteries and cells. Though there are many, all connect together, making us one. It is amazing to see how much God put into creating us, filled with an intricacy beyond words. Tears come to the eyes, in gratitude, for entrusting us with even the tiniest of fragments, all surrounding the soul, gifting us with a life only He could provide, from the moment of conception until we join Him in Heaven.
~Marie Morrison~
~Marie Morrison~
Sunday, December 12, 2010
THE CHALLENGE!
Challenges come in all sizes. Not only that, the size of the challenge can be small to one person, yet be quite large to another. Either way, respect is given to the beholder, urging one on to carry the given cross, doing what is possible to make it lighter. It can’t be done alone; God must have His hand in it.
I recall my cross country skiing days. Every time I would try to ski down a slope, after trudging up the mountain, I would fall numerous times. This went on for several years. I knew who my true friends were, as they continued to ask me to join them, though I would slow the group with my incessant spills. I’m surprised myself that I kept at it, as I would be wet and cold by the end of the day, being embedded deep into the snow each time my body made contact with it.
One night, while conversing with God, I was exasperated, wishing I could stay up on my skis for once. His reply to me was so simple; “I will hold you up. Remember that!” I couldn’t wait for the next ski trip. Nine of us began our downhill glide, going through the trees and leaning to the left or right to get around the snow covered bushes. I felt the wind on my face, passing one friend after another, grinning big. To God, I was saying, “I did it! Look at me! Thank you!”
I was the second one down the mountain. The first person there was laughing, not believing his eyes, as I was always the last one to get back to the car. As the others came in, they, too, were laughing, talking of me zooming by them, leaving a trail wind behind.
Challenges do come from God. He knows what He is doing, wanting us to break down the barriers placed before us, strengthening our wisdom. They are the building blocks, teaching us how to experience life to the fullest. Our new knowledge spreads, all of us learning from one another.
The lesson learned is taught to the next generation. I remember how afraid I used to be on a certain part of the road I had to travel daily. I would be nervous the moment I began my drive, dreading what was ahead of me. It took another conversation with God for me to switch my thinking, looking at this part of the road as an exciting portion of my drive rather than a scary one. Soon, I couldn’t wait to reach that point, to prove to both God and myself I could handle it easily. I shared this experience with my own children, as they expressed how they hated that same stretch of road. They quickly forgot how that part of the ride had been a scary one. There were not fearful sections anymore, only new challenges to meet and overcome.
Driving in a snowstorm used to unsettle me. Now, I only have to say a prayer to God, telling Him we will get through it together. He doesn’t let me down. A former student and friend, Andrea, said how great it is to live where the temperatures drop below zero in the winter. She said the ‘challenge of the very cold is one I enjoy.’ That is my dear Andrea for you. She never seems to have a bad day, looking forward to the challenges in her daily life, keeping a chipper voice along with her contagious smile.
It is a choice on how to approach the given challenge. For instance, I could make my health and pain control me. Long ago, though, I decided I control my life, not my pain. There is only one chance at living in this world. I wasn’t going to let it waste away. God is there to help carry the burden, which is only another word for challenge. The weight is heavier if God is not part of the equation. I only need to recall what he once said to me, “I will hold you up! Remember that!”
I recall my cross country skiing days. Every time I would try to ski down a slope, after trudging up the mountain, I would fall numerous times. This went on for several years. I knew who my true friends were, as they continued to ask me to join them, though I would slow the group with my incessant spills. I’m surprised myself that I kept at it, as I would be wet and cold by the end of the day, being embedded deep into the snow each time my body made contact with it.
One night, while conversing with God, I was exasperated, wishing I could stay up on my skis for once. His reply to me was so simple; “I will hold you up. Remember that!” I couldn’t wait for the next ski trip. Nine of us began our downhill glide, going through the trees and leaning to the left or right to get around the snow covered bushes. I felt the wind on my face, passing one friend after another, grinning big. To God, I was saying, “I did it! Look at me! Thank you!”
I was the second one down the mountain. The first person there was laughing, not believing his eyes, as I was always the last one to get back to the car. As the others came in, they, too, were laughing, talking of me zooming by them, leaving a trail wind behind.
Challenges do come from God. He knows what He is doing, wanting us to break down the barriers placed before us, strengthening our wisdom. They are the building blocks, teaching us how to experience life to the fullest. Our new knowledge spreads, all of us learning from one another.
The lesson learned is taught to the next generation. I remember how afraid I used to be on a certain part of the road I had to travel daily. I would be nervous the moment I began my drive, dreading what was ahead of me. It took another conversation with God for me to switch my thinking, looking at this part of the road as an exciting portion of my drive rather than a scary one. Soon, I couldn’t wait to reach that point, to prove to both God and myself I could handle it easily. I shared this experience with my own children, as they expressed how they hated that same stretch of road. They quickly forgot how that part of the ride had been a scary one. There were not fearful sections anymore, only new challenges to meet and overcome.
Driving in a snowstorm used to unsettle me. Now, I only have to say a prayer to God, telling Him we will get through it together. He doesn’t let me down. A former student and friend, Andrea, said how great it is to live where the temperatures drop below zero in the winter. She said the ‘challenge of the very cold is one I enjoy.’ That is my dear Andrea for you. She never seems to have a bad day, looking forward to the challenges in her daily life, keeping a chipper voice along with her contagious smile.
It is a choice on how to approach the given challenge. For instance, I could make my health and pain control me. Long ago, though, I decided I control my life, not my pain. There is only one chance at living in this world. I wasn’t going to let it waste away. God is there to help carry the burden, which is only another word for challenge. The weight is heavier if God is not part of the equation. I only need to recall what he once said to me, “I will hold you up! Remember that!”
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