As I sit in my comfy office, elaborating on simple thoughts and ponderings, my poor dog is running around crazed because of the loud noise coming from the sky. Can't imagine what he could think it is. He hides in one corner til a rumble of thunder comes and then he bolts for another corner or his favorite place as my foot warmer under my desk! Poor little guy!
And it hits me . . . how do you explain to a dog what thunder is? How do you unravel the complexities of life to folks that don't understand them? How do you tell a nine year old that you're too sick to run and play with your friends because you have an illness you cannot pronounce? How do you comprehend that your parent has to battle cancer, beat it, battle it again, beat it, and succumb to cancer and a myriad of other things? How do you console a dear friend whose soul mate has been ripped from her life so very unexpectedly? How do you move beyond losing a four month old baby? Life isn't always about picnics and popcorn.
Sometimes, it's about moving beyond what you understand dressed in nothing but sheer faith! It's just about taking the next step. It is the simple act of opening your eyes and beginning a new day. It is about finding the tiniest bit of resolve within yourself to continue on your path.
We all have our demons, our closets, our skeletons, and all that nonsense. If you believe yourself above those things, you're only fooling yourself. When asked why bad things happen, I believe it is the free will of man that creates a lot of it. Mother Nature has her own reasons. I firmly believe that God creates nothing with ill intent. When one door closes, another one opens. Or, one of my more favorite versions of that is, "When one doors closes, look for an open window;" another example of someone just trying to move beyond their own comprehensions. It is beautiful.
I believe there are brutal lessons in our lives so that we can learn from them and pass that knowledge on to someone else. Our pains create stepping stones for others. Whatever indignations have reared themselves within our lives you can view as defeat . . . or an opportunity. Search those aches for something beneficial. Will it make you stronger? Will it point you in another direction? Will it cause you to reflect upon your own self and actions? Will it help you to see someone in a more caring and thoughtful manner? There is ALWAYS a positive somewhere in the chaos.
Today I wish you the persistence to find the right path. We may not always enjoy our journey, but sometimes the journey is much larger than ourselves!
No comments:
Post a Comment