Tag: faith

If A Door Closes

I read this the other day and it is so true on so many levels, “If a Door Closes, quit banging on it. Whatever was behind it was not meant for you. Consider the fact that maybe the door was closed because you were worth so much more than what was on the other side.”
On the surface one might argue the point. However, on closer observation these words could not be truer. We sell ourselves short in our self-worth and many times we go after things that are not worth our time, effort or peace of mind.
We must be mindful of closed doors, we must trust that whatever was behind that door was not good for us, worthy of us or needful of us. Why waste our time banging on a door that will never open? It only makes our hand hurt.
I have done that many times and then wasted energy being angry because that door refused to open. I hope I have gotten past that and understand on a higher level that sometimes closed doors are good. They prevent us from making bad decisions which result in even worse consequences.
On the flip side of that coin when a door is opened never be afraid to walk through it. You might be surprised at the results.
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Somebody Needs To….

Somebody needs to….. How many times have we either heard this phrase or stated it our self. It doesn’t matter if it is in the business world, our home life or even in the Lord’s Church. Somebody needs to…
I want to know who Somebody is and what mother or father would name their child Somebody. I find myself making this statement when I hear that sentence. “Well, since Somebody is missing in action, why don’t you do it?”
You see we are all Somebody. We have to ask ourself, if not me then who? If not now, then when? All of us are gifted. All of us have some talent or skill that we can use to create something special for the Lord and our fellow man. The only time we are too old is when we no longer breath God’s air.
I have heard, “I don’t have time, I am to old, I have small children, I have to do this or that, I work all the time.” I have also been guilty of those very excuses, and yet, I managed to find time for other things of less importance.
No matter how young or old we perceive ourself to be, we can do something. We are Somebody. While we may not be in front of a class teaching or sitting around a kitchen table teaching, by our very actions we are teaching by example. It might not bear fruit in an instant, but like a tree it grows and matures, and the fruit comes.
So, why not be that Somebody that needs to……

Someone Once Asked…..

 

 

 

The other day as I was scrolling through my social media, I came across a saying that really resonated with me. My mother used to ask me this question but in a different form. The question was “Why do you always insist on taking the hard road?” I was not wise enough to answer her well. However, I think now I can even though she is not with me any longer here on earth. The answer to the question is simply this, “Why do you assume I see two roads.”

As we are on our road of life, sometimes we must take a path that maybe we did not see coming to teach us a lesson that will not only help us, but it might be of benefit to someone else. Sure, that road may be filled with potholes, and danger or even a collision or two. But they are there for a reason.

I know as a child I was not the easiest child to raise. I had my own mind from the time I was a toddler. I always went my own path. I guess I felt like I needed to know things to experience first hand things in order to learn. Did I make bad decisions, did I fall on my face. You bet. Did I disappoint my parents, on more than one occasion. Did I fail myself, you bet I did. Did I disappoint my creator, I have forgotten the times I did. And yet, I learned, sometimes I had to fall in that pothole more than once. I credit my Scot/Irish ancestors with that mindset. But I learned, eventually. For those of you who know the person you see today, I was not always that person. I was shy, timid, felt unworthy, unloved and unaccepted. I would not speak up, nor would I voice an opinion. I felt I had nothing to offer.  I strived to be all things to all people and in the end, I lost me. I felt that my words did not matter, that my worth did not matter and that no matter how much I strived, I would never matter. It took the hard road to show me that I mattered, if to no one else but God. I have been called harsh by some, even my own children in the past. Maybe   am. I know that if I am asked, I will speak up. If I see someone running out into the road and a truck is on a Collison course with them, I will try to pull them back. That is my road.

The “hard road” has taught me how to make my past experiences a guidepost not a hitching post and that is okay.

The point is this. As humans maybe we only see one road, and maybe that is okay. Maybe our journey will help someone else on their journey down their hard road. What we must remember is that our Creator is always by our side. He always walks with us and we always have a way to get out of those potholes.