You know what I want to say
You get why sometimes
a little is too much
or that sometimes a lot is not enough
You speak silence
You get why it’s never too late
never too far to go
You know when it’s okay to be here
and when its not
You get that sometimes it’s a ME thing,
and you know when its an Us thing
You know its work
and you still show up
you still stick around
You speak me
Thank God for you!
Last night frustrated with life. I knelt down and prayed. I heard My Lord Jesus whisper the answers to every request.
I asked for patience.
He whispered a name and said, “Don’t you remember what you were like before he came?”
I asked for unconditional love.
I heard the smile in his voice as he said, “look into your child’s eyes nothing you will ever do or say will take that away. My love is the same.”
I asked for strength.
Again he whispered a name. Then said, “When you heard what she had been through and still was able to smile everyday. Didn’t you have the strength to do the same?”
Every character trait, I asked for he whispered a name. Then showed what they gave me.
I always thought these would be given to me supernaturally in some special way. Jesus would wave his hands over me while I was sleeping and I would wake up filled with love, courage, strength, patience and wisdom and so many other things I have asked for, in my many prayers.
Then I realize what has been in front of me all along, every step of the way, each and every day!
He did it by sending people or Angels my way.
Wether it was as a spiritual mentor or someone to make me laugh so I could make through another day. Or wether it was by witnessing their life, their support or just by being themselves. I learnt from them.
He introduced people in my life, throughout my life. Sometimes for short periods or long ones depending on what I needed at that time, at that stage of my journey to a better me.
Close your eyes and think back to the most painful times in your life. Chances are you will see a friend or someone who made your life bearable during those days.
Or maybe during a time of rage when the voice of reason was a family member or a workmate.
Or just someone who said, “Hello” while you were walking to work one day feeling like a grain of sand on a long damp beach.
God sent them your way!
RIP M.B Thank you for all your “Hellos“.
Several weeks ago I made a trip into town to see the dentist and do some shopping for my home.
While I was there I was told a friend a former workmate was very sick and in hospital. I said I would visit her and went to the dentist which was only a few corridors down from where she was. A couple of minutes walk.
When I left, I decided I would go later and went to the lodge where we were staying. The next day I went shopping even managed to go get some news clothles, reply to comments on my blog then went back to the lodge. We left the next day.
She passed away a couple days later. She was a good woman.
Please go visit your friends, loved ones, family. Make the time. Even if it is to say “Hello”.
This is an old piece I wrote and emailed out to my friends years before I got the courage to start my blog. I did some changes to it and posted it for you all and mostly to my friend M.B.