Me. I decide the way that my life plays out.
Seeing the Opportunity In All Of It
I’m not an innocent bystander in the things that happen; I’m actually a certain factor. The way that I choose to view my circumstances can only be determined by me. I don’t get a pass in the “Oh, boo hoo, look what’s happened in my life!” department. As bad or hard as things might get, there are opportunities in it all!
Did you know there’s only 940 Saturday’s from the time our kids are born until their 18th birthday? I could cry just thinking about it – how it all goes so quickly!
The fact is, there’s no pause buttons on life. I don’t have the option to suspend time, but I do make the decision on making every second count. I’ve become determined to do just that.
How do you view the life you’ve been given? Do you thank God for being able to open your eyes each morning? I know I don’t express my thanks NEARLY enough to Him.
The experiences I have each day will receive a response based on my perception of the situation. I choose what to think about yet another mess my kids have left around the house. Is it a burden or a gift? Sometimes both! It’s all an opportunity, though. I don’t HAVE to resort to exasperation; everybody has weaknesses – including my kids. When I spot a weak area, I get to help them with thinking about ways that we – my child and I – can intentionally work on improving. For example: Jocelynn insists on impending dehydration every SCHOOL morning. So, she MUST have that 5th drink, before getting her shoes on. Yes!! An area we get to work on improving: time management! (Ok, ok. One of my weaknesses is sarcasm.)
Entrusted to Me
What possessions do you manage? I don’t know a single person that I’ve met, who is not better off than the majority of people in the rest of the world. I pray that I, and those around me, would remove our blinders; to see all the things (and people) God’s faithfully trusted us in caring for – properly managing them for a very short time. 940 Saturdays, remember? Every single thing that surrounds me is a gift, including the hard stuff. It’s all an opportunity…
The photos that I love to take? I get to look through them, over and over again, and be so thankful for the memories – and praise God each time. The writing I get so wrapped up in? I get to reread them, time after time, in awe of all the things He has done for me throughout the years. The stubborn streak I have? (Hey, I choose how I view things, remember?) I put my most predominant trait to use by solid negotiating for my real estate clients; this way they get in the homes they love and start creating new memories with their own families. All praise to God.
What about my kids? My babies are most certainly gifts! I have so many hopes and dreams for them. Mostly, I hope they’ll follow Jesus for the rest of their lives. I hope they seek out ways to be world-changers! God knows who they are. He’s preparing paths for them, which will be filled with people who will serve some sort of purpose in their life.
I have a purpose, too! My purpose actually has nothing to do with me. Directly, anyway.
It’s about how I can uniquely bring glory to God, by using the gifts that I’ve been given. As long as I keep fulfilling my purpose, He takes it from there.
“For it is by God’s grace that you have been saved through faith. It’s not the result of your own efforts, but God’s gift, so that no one can boast about it.” Ephesians 2:8-9 GNT