Here I am, two weeks down the road on my dad's chemotherapy. He is such a brave man. I have always been surrounded by strong men in my life. My dad, my brother and my husband; I love all three of them so much. But back to my dad's chemo: it is hard, hard on him physically and emotionally, hard on us watching him be weakened and made more ill, hard waiting to see if it will do the job we are hoping for.
I have to remember and this is very hard for me to do, that life isn't about making it over the next hurdle, it is about how we make it over that hurdle. In my mind, I make a picture of life and it looks much like a track and I am a lonely runner down that track, I get tired but I have to keep going. My outlook and faith or lack there of can either make the track dark and scary or bright and sunny. I can sail over each hurdle with the goal plainly in my sights (which is to accomplish this life with grace and good will) and receive the everlasting life at the end of it with my wonderful God or I can plod along, sweating blood, pouring tears, falling over each hurdle to end up face first in filth.
Sad to say, but true, I've ended up in the filth too many times. I also have to remember that I can't sail over those hurdles alone, I have to reach up my hand and firmly grasp the hand that God offers to all of us throughout every moment of our lives. We are never truly alone if we just make the effort to reach out.
Till next time, don't forget to reach up and hold on. Life is quite a ride and God is amazing.
Peace!
I have to remember and this is very hard for me to do, that life isn't about making it over the next hurdle, it is about how we make it over that hurdle. In my mind, I make a picture of life and it looks much like a track and I am a lonely runner down that track, I get tired but I have to keep going. My outlook and faith or lack there of can either make the track dark and scary or bright and sunny. I can sail over each hurdle with the goal plainly in my sights (which is to accomplish this life with grace and good will) and receive the everlasting life at the end of it with my wonderful God or I can plod along, sweating blood, pouring tears, falling over each hurdle to end up face first in filth.
Sad to say, but true, I've ended up in the filth too many times. I also have to remember that I can't sail over those hurdles alone, I have to reach up my hand and firmly grasp the hand that God offers to all of us throughout every moment of our lives. We are never truly alone if we just make the effort to reach out.
Till next time, don't forget to reach up and hold on. Life is quite a ride and God is amazing.
Peace!
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