Which Way to Go?

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat

For some reason this quote from Alice's Adventure's in Wonderland caught my attention a couple of years ago.  In retrospect I think it might have been due to the fact I was realizing I had been living my life not really knowing where I wanted to "get to".  Classic children's literature and fairy tales have always fascinated me and Alice in Wonderland is no exception.  I feel like there's always a moral, an element of truth we overlook in the "funness" of the child's world that is embraced in these stories.  For some reason today the quote that caught my eye a few years ago, made me think once more about the deceptive simpleness of the two sentences.

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go?"

How many times have we been asked that question or have we asked it ourselves?  It starts when we are children begging for affirmation that the decisions and choices we are attempting to make are the right ones.  It doesn't stop there though.  When looking to Mom and Dad ceases to be "cool" we transfer that need for affirmation onto others, always looking to someone to guide our way.  As humans we fear making the mistake that will "mess up" our lives.  What if we choose the wrong career?  What if we date the wrong person?  What if we marry the wrong person?  What if we mess up as parents?  Our lists of "what if's"  goes on and on.  How many times do we end up feeling like Alice in that we never really know if our choice we are about to make is the right one and so we end up looking to a disappearing cat for our answers?

 "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat

I think the second sentence is the one that captures my attention the most.  "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."  In his book Chazown, Craig Groeschel points out in multiple ways that if we fail to plan we plan to fail.  How often are we guilty of living our lives by chance, hoping that we find the right career, the right spouse, living on hope in general that we find the right path in life.  That we will somehow stumble across the path God has uniquely designed for us if we get direction from enough people.  

I think this quote really caught my attention today because I realized how guilty I've been of living my life asking guidance from my own disappearing cats which unfortunately never gave the sound advice of it depends on where I want to get.  I realized that at 31 I've lived most of my life in the hope that I won't screw up my life too bad and that somehow I'll find the right way never really stopping to ask where I was headed to start with.  That said, yes I realize that when Abraham left for the land God promised him, he didn't exactly have GPS co-ordinates, but he had a direction from God.  But as I thought about how often I've tried to leave things up to chance, looking to others to guide my way through life never stopping to ask what direction I was headed.  Don't get me wrong other people can make great guides along the way, but if you try asking a farmer for directions in downtown New York City you won't get where you need to be.  However, if you need to find your way in the middle of nowhere with lots of country back roads you'll want the farmer every time!  That would be the reason that knowing the direction you need to head is so vitally important.  How do you know who to ask directions from if you don't where you're headed?  Does it mean you need the big picture right away?  I don't think so, but floating from person to person asking where you ought to go isn't the best plan either.

Random words from a children's book?  Maybe...  But if applied the right way they can be very thought provoking. 

Relationships & Lord of the Rings

My life as of late seems haunted by the topic of relationships, so I've come to the conclusion God's trying to make a point.  From random conversations at Starbucks to Bible study topics it's this repeating theme in my life right now.  Along with that I seem to have developed an obsession with Lord of the Rings right now.  I find myself sticking the DVD in for background noise while working around the house and inevitably find myself picking up a section that stands out to me.  Strangely enough for some reason the character of Gollum stands out to me right now.  He's a character I can't get away from.  I think in some way it's because much like Frodo, I relate to him.  I see a piece of myself in his struggles.  I think on previous viewings I saw him as a villain.  The last few times around I've started seeing him as myself.

There's a Gollum in all of us.  He's really just our everyday inner struggles brought to the outside in their purest, most socially unacceptable form.  I think the scene in The Two Towers in which Frodo is trying to understand Gollum as an individual really struck me this time.  "You were not so very different from a Hobbit once, were you?" is the part that especially stood out to me.  In that one statement Frodo connects with this social outcast, not only that he gives him his name and identity back.  A name and identity that had been lost by the choices he had made.  Frodo makes a connection to that part of this creature that everyone else had given up on.  Frodo gives him a chance to be redeemed by seeing him as more than he appeared.  Of course in the end Gollum chooses a path that leads to his destruction, but even that has significance to me.  Because of a little Hobbit, who was willing to see past the surface to the person that once was underneath he was given a chance.

This made me think what would happen if my struggles took a toll that was as apparent as Gollum's?  Would a Frodo come along and give me a chance to regain who and what I once was?  Would someone show me how I could be redeemed?  Which leads me to the question of what do I do?  Do I see past the Gollum in others to the Smeagol that lies beneath?  Do I focus on our differences or do I see our similarities and use those to build a relationship? 

I believe that God sends people into our lives for a purpose.  If we focus on those similarities our relationships become stronger by the support we share from our varied experience in life.  If we focus on the differences they will inevitably divide us and we become like Gollum living our lives in a distant cave cut off from those who can help with our struggles.  By focusing on those similarities we can find ourselves with a companion like Sam, who when the struggle became so great for Frodo said, "I can't carry it for you... but I can carry you!"   

Facing the Past

Recent conversations with a couple of friends combined with things I've found myself struggling with recently have made me think a lot about how our past affects us.  It's funny, but it seems like every time I start to think I've made progress in an area something happens that makes me think maybe not as much as I thought...  Maybe it's just God keeping me humble, but after managing for a few months with no issues from one I think maybe I had started to think I had it under control, which obviously meant God had to show me I'll never have it under control.  

I realize it's a lesson that will probably still have to be repeated occasionally, but I discovered something this time around that I hope I remember a little more quickly in the future.  To deal with wounds from the past the only way to heal is to continually give them over to a loving God.  Of course much like Frodo discovered after being stabbed by the Nazgul some wounds while they heal always leave reminders.  They bring with them certain reactions that are instictive because of the original pain they delivered.  We pull away from the pain that we expect. 

Of course even though we pull away almost instinctively we still have the final choice.  We can continue to pull away and react defensively or we can face our fears and insecurities and allow God to use others to help us deal with them.  I suppose that one thing that stood out to me as I personally faced some things and it was that maybe as a way of getting me ready for the next growing phase God had sent just the right people into my life to give me the reality checks I needed at the time I needed them.  People who weren't afraid to say slow down, hurry up, kick it in gear or even just wait. 

I think it brought me back in a full circle to something the last several months have been reinforcing.  Success in life really is about the relationships we make.  Not success in the "I made the Fortune 500 list" way, but success in that I accomplished things I never would or could have on my own and I did it because of the people who held me up when I was discouraged, encouraged me when I didn't see what God was doing and held out for the bigger picture they could see from their vantage point. 

God's Timing

It's a funny thing how sometimes when you are going through some of the moments that change and define you the most you somehow don't realize how important they are until you look back in hindsight.  I think that's one of the interesting thing about God's timing.  It's subtle.  I think that's something that I've realized over the last five months especially as some of the lessons and experiences I've had over the last five years have come together and started to make sense.  It's had me re-evaluating my life, the people God has sent into it and the impact they have made especially over the last four years. 

In meeting up with friends I hadn't seen in a few months I realized something about God's timing.  Sometimes it's not just about when new events, people or circumstances are introduced into our lives.  Sometimes it's about the fact he asks you to surrender something you hold dear so that he can return it for an even greater impact in your life. 

I think one of the greatest challenges I've faced came earlier this year, in the belief that God was asking me to give up something I held very dear with no guarantees for the future.  It made no sense to me that at a time in my life when things seemed to be going good I was being asked to give up what I loved and was familiar with, something that I could look at and see had been a positive thing in my life.  At that time as the events of two years began to come together into the events of a mere four weeks, the recurrent answer that came from a friend to my repeated question of why ended up being "It's all in God's timing."

It's an answer that seems to have repeated itself often over the following months and tonight I realized that not just the new things that come into our lives, but the renewing of old relationships as we are ready to deal with them or react to them in a different way are in God's timing as well.  If we try to recapture initial moments of relationships as we know them, we lose the chance to see what can develop in God's timing.  While we see our slice of time and how it impacts us if we refuse to allow God to work in his time we miss the opportunity to experience what he has in store for that relationship.  Sometimes it means allowing time for it to grow and sometimes it means letting go.  Ultimately it comes down to realizing that God truly does have a perfect time for everything and if we let him work things out in his time it turns out infinitely better than our timing.

Reading and Relationships

I recently realized something about myself that I somehow managed to miss before.  My obsession with books has always managed to be a source of entertainment for my friends and family in some way shape or form.  Whether it was the fact that my books held my bed up better than the frame at one point or that I had more books in my closet than clothes, there was always something to find entertaining about my obsession with the written word.  It really didn't matter what it was I would read anything I could get my hands on.  In the last four months I have worked my way through that book collection and have taken it down to a mere fraction of what it once was.  I just realized though in looking over what I kept that there was this consistent theme that emerged from the choice of previously read books that I held on to.  

Now like every self respecting single young woman I will confess a LOT of the books in my collection seem to have been romance novels.  The interesting thing I discovered as I pulled books off of shelves and tossed them in boxes for Half Price Books, those were some of the easiest to part with and when I look at the remaining books now, I find a trend in the romance novels I couldn't quite make myself part with which led me to realize something that I didn't realize at the time I was reading them.  The trend I found myself noticing was that the books with the Cinderella storyline - Girl meets boy, instant attraction, short period of knowing one another, then on to marriage- didn't make the cut.  Every last one of them ended up in the boxes.  The ones that were left were those with more of a Beauty and the Beast storyline - Girl meets boy, a gradual friendship occurs and the couple ends up in a place where they discover their life has become better because the other person is in it to the point a deeper relationship develops almost without their realizing it until the relationship is threatened. 

That said, no the purpose of writing this is not to expound on some romantic revelation I had, but the fact that it made me realize even my preference in reading material has probably been telling me something for years and I just kept missing it.   Relationships that have meaning are hugely important to me.  I don't do well as an island.  I need people in my life who will encourage and challenge me and that I can trust to give me advice.  Those don't develop in the superficial world of Cinderella relationships.  Those are found in the darker less appealing world of Beauty and the Beast.  They are found as you come to accept one another with the faults and failings you both bring into the relationship. 

The thing I've always wondered about Cinderella is what happened over the next 10 years after she rides off with the prince?  After all they really didn't know anything about one another.  How many times did the fairy tale meet a bump in the road?  On the other hand I never wonder that in Beauty and the Beast.  They knew one another rather well, by the end of their story and were better set to expect the bumps in the road.  Yes, we tend to take away from Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast the romantic story, but as I looked at the books remaining on my shelf I realized that whether its a romance, biography, fiction or non-fiction I'm left with the feeling that my favorite books over the years have been telling me I have a desire for more meaningful relationships in every area of my life.  It's a funny thing to realize that you probably had the key to an area of your life long before you ever figured out what it was for...

"Try as we might, happy as we were, we can't go back."

"Try as we might, happy as we were, we can't go back."

A while back I re-watched the BBC miniseries North & South at which one particular scene stood out to me.  There came a point where the heroine has been given the chance to return to her former life which she thought she had missed so dearly and upon attempting to go back to her that way of life she discovers that life's experiences have changed her and returning to the life she once knew wasn't possible because she had changed.

I suppose this particular scene stood out too me because it was something with which I found it easy to relate.  It seems in the last few years I make it to December and look back over the year and find that many things have occurred that have challenged me, caused me to grow and changed me over the course of the year.  This year for some reason seems to be on the fast track.  Either that or all of those lessons from the past several years seem to be coming together finally.  Whatever the reason I find myself in April looking at 2011 thinking I never imagined getting to the end of the year and being where I am just a quarter of the way through.

But back to the starting quote, "Try as we might, happy as we were, we can't go back."  Out of a two part mini-series this was the one line that stood out to me and has stayed with me weeks later.  I think probably because to me it sums up life and reinforces something I learned this last summer.  When traveling back from Atlanta, I happened to pass the exit for Bardstown, KY.  Remembering the visit to My Old Kentucky Home with my family when I was young I decided to stop past out of nostalgia.  I discovered something that day.  Somehow the magic that I remembered from childhood was no longer there.  The excitement that to this day I remember experiencing all those years ago was absent.  I left feeling that some things should probably be left in the past where they belong and that trying to recapture "magic" moments isn't necessarily the best idea.  The "magic" feeling is for the now.  It's for the memories you are creating that become special because of the people you are with for that one moment in time.  The uniqueness of each moment can't be recreated, it has to be enjoyed as it occurs.  We can try to go back just as Margaret did in North & South, but chances are we will find as she did that life has moved on and we truly can't go back to things as they were we must face the future with it's promise of magic moments and new memories to be made.

A Different Vantage Point

Sometimes I seem to have such random thoughts that even I wonder where they come from and today was one of those days.  For some reason on the way to church the movie Vantage Point came to mind.  I believe it was a combination of events of the past week, reading material, conversations and life in general that seemed to randomly produce the thought process that included this particular movie. 

It was a movie that I enjoyed the first time I watched it because of its interesting twist.  Without giving away too much of the storyline, the thing I liked about it was the fact that the same events were shown through the eyes of different people and each time you got another person's perspective the storyline was given a deeper dimension.  The interesting thing with Vantage Point is that you get to the end of the movie and realize that in the end the reality everyone thought was true as viewed from their personal perspective actually changed when you put together all of the different perspectives that surrounded one 15 minute slice of time. 

I think especially a couple of conversations I've had this week have shown me how one dimensional my view of life can be.  It's almost like I recognize and acknowledge on some level that other people exist and matter and even have different perspectives, but it's a little harder to add their dimension to the storyline of my life.  To do that means I must make myself vulnerable.  I am required to share parts of myself that I would rather keep hidden or at the very least acknowledge to others that those fears and insecurities exist in me.  It means I'm exposed in some way and once that happens the person I've shared a part of myself with becomes a part of my story and in doing so has the potential to affect my perspective.

Think about it though.  How would our lives and relationships change if we could find a way to step away from ourselves and add the dimension of someone else's perspective to our world? It doesn't mean we have to agree 100% with their viewpoint, but sometimes in just hearing someone's perspective we can better relate to that person on other levels and makes us more conscience of the different levels that exist in the bigger story God has in which we play a part.  After all as much as I like to think it some days my story is not the biggest, most important one in the world.  It is only a small part of God's bigger story in which every one has their 15 minute segment that corresponds with mine, but involves their perspective and in putting those perspectives together the bigger picture starts to evolve.  Of course it evolves whether I put those perspectives together or not, but how much more effective could I be if I saw even one other person's perspective on my 15 minute segment of life?

To Live or Not to Live, That is the Question

It's funny how our life experiences can change how we see the world around us.  Earlier this year I found myself challenged by a friend to take the work I do on a daily basis and view it from the possible spiritual angles it presented.  At first I found myself thinking I'd try it, but not truly expecting it to impact my life in any significant way.  It would be a slight variation to the way I saw the world around me, but life would go on without any profound changes.

I'm still not entirely for sure what happened, but as I thought about the comparisons that had been made between the medical aspect of the heart and the world of work I had become so familiar with over eight years of nursing something happened.  I found myself looking at a world I was so familiar with through different eyes.  The things that had become routine for me began to take on an entirely different meaning. 

The interesting thing was that this thought process followed me to my position in Hospice which gave a new meaning to some of the ideas that were presented in this new field.  One of those was the idea of when you are facing death you learn to be aware of life and in doing so learn how to truly live.  Well, with the challenge still in my mind of looking for the spiritual application it brought a whole other meaning with it.

The thought I was left with is from a spiritual sense how much more spiritually aware would we become if we were to die to the world's idea of what life should be and what success is?  How much do we not live by attempting to live an ideal dictated by the status quo?  Is it possible that by striving for that ideal we exist rather than truly live as God intended us to?  What would happen if we were to allow ourselves to lose the idea of success that we have come to accept as "normal"?

For me I find that what began as a casual challenge has now become something I can't get away from.   It has changed the way I look at my everyday life and in doing so has changed me.  It has challenged me to evaluate what is important in life and in doing so how I live mine. 

Being vs. Doing

What is a life sold out to God?  As someone who grew up in church and often heard how we need to "sell out to God", "surrender our life to Him"  and "die to the world".  I'm sorry to say eventually I came to the place that it really didn't matter how it was phrased I began tuning it out thinking the idea was this high spiritual plane that I could never even hope to achieve so what was the use in trying?  In my mind it became better to simply not try rather than try and be reminded of my shortcomings.  Not necessarily the right attitude to have, but one that I was able to function with.

I'm not sure at what point the light bulb actually went off in my head, but at some point I came to a realization about the problem with my thought process.  I was operating under the idea that I had to "fix" myself so to speak before I could "surrender completely".  I had to make myself acceptable before I could expect God to accept what I had to offer.  In other words, I had Cain's problem.  I thought somewhere in me there was something that God would be honored to accept for his service if I just worked hard enough at it.  I think it was at that point I realized plans are good.  To go through life never having a thought as to what you will do next is not really an option, but how often was I guilty of trying to plan how my spiritual life would go.  I realized that in much the same way I would plan my day out at work, I'll do A, B and C before lunch, D, E and F after lunch and if I get to G and H that's great, but they could wait until tomorrow.  I was applying that to my spiritual life.  If I could read a certain amount of Scripture that day, spend a set amount of time in prayer and go to church a set number of times a week my spiritual obligations had been fulfilled and if I repeated this enough one day I could maybe reach that place where I was "sold out" to God. 

The moment I realized that God doesn't want perfection, he wants willingness was a life changing point for me.  It meant stepping back and not doing, but being.  In doing I was showing others what I could do for God.  If my attitude is wrong I might even be trying to show them how fortunate God is to have someone like me representing him on the humble earth.  The interesting thing about the word do is that in any form it can pretty much stand by itself in a sentence.  It doesn't depend on another word to help define it's intent.  As for being, that's another story entirely.  It needs other words to show it's true and full meaning.  For me that meant that in being rather than doing I have to allow something other than my own steam to define the sentence of my life.  If I can do something in my own power, if people can look at my life and totally explain everything that happens by my strength and endurance then I'm really not living a life that emphasises the wonder and strength of God.  If I can show how I planned to get from point A to point B it's my story, but if there is no human way to explain how point B came from point A, well that's a story that only God can write!

A friend recently made the observation that he believes the way we go through things is the way God makes sure we learn well the lessons he's teaching us.  I must admit that based on my life in the last five years I completely agree with him.  Somehow the struggles as you try to accept that God has a bigger picture in mind while dealing with the daily disappointments of life not being where you anticipated at this point in your life take on a different view when you make it through that lesson and are on the other side.  I think that acceptance that we cannot manage the outcome and giving up control over some part of our life where maybe we didn't even realize control was such an issue for us is one of the hardest parts in the idea of being versus doing.  There is a part of us that wants to sit down and work on our ten year plan so that we feel productive, but the still small voice didn't come when Elijah was calling down fire on Mount Carmel it came when he was at his lowest and couldn't "do" anything to help himself.  In much the same way we have to come to the place that we are willing to "be" the conduit that God can use to show his greatness rather than showing the world how great God is by what we "do".

Comfort Zones

Comfort zones are interesting things.  I don't know about anyone else, but I tend to love them.  They symbolize security.  They provide this little cocoon of safety and familiarity.  When I'm in them I have this protected feeling like nothing can really truly hurt me as long as I stay in their familiar embrace.  Of course the thing I've come to realize is that comfort zones while they definitely have their good points and the times they are necessary, to truly grow you have to step outside of them at some point.  I mean what happens if a catapiller decides hanging out in that cocoon is way better than ever coming out of it.  When it comes out it becomes vulnerable to any number of dangers.  Outside of the cocoon there are birds, spider webs and little kids with science projects to complete!  Inside the comfort zone those threats while still there seem less likely.  It's like in our comfort zone we can close our eyes like a toddler and insist that none of those dangers can see us.  Of course as long as the catapiller stays in it's cocoon it never has the opportunity to see what it's full potential is, what a beautiful butterfly it can become.  If the eagle's offspring insists on hanging out in the nest it will never discover how high it is truly capable of soaring.  So what do we miss when we insist that our comfort zone is far enough?

Don't get me wrong.  As I mentioned before comfort zones can be great things, they can help build some confidence in areas, they can be necessary for emotional and even spiritual healing, but eventually if we are ever to achieve the vision God has of what he wants us to become we will have to step out of the comfort zone.   It doesn't require much faith to stay there since we pretty much think we know how life will go if we do so, the faith comes when you follow the call that leads you out of that familiarity, the call that encourages you to get out of the boat in the middle of a storm and walk on the water.  To me Peter is an awesome example of what you can experience if you are willing to consider stepping out of your comfort zone.  I think we often tend to think of the "where did your faith go" aspect of Peter's walk on the water while the other side to it is Peter walked on the water!  Outside of Jesus who else in the history of mankind has managed that?  Does that mean the dangers and pitfalls cease to exist?  No, but realistically they are there even when we stay in our comfort zones so why not find what the true potential God has for us really is?

Cleaniness Might Be Next to Godliness, but Organization Would Seem to be the Path There....

I have come to a realization about myself recently thanks to a friend's personal observation.  After a Facebook post stating my latest project of organizing and clearing out with her response that she does the same thing when she needs to think, I discovered so do I!!  Thanks to her personal observation I have recognized a pattern to my cleaning schedule!  When I'm fairly content with where things are not really challenged to think or maybe I'm just plain feeling sorry for myself, my apartment shows it!!  I suppose I should be thankful God sends life changing events to turn my life upside down every so often so the place gets a good cleaning! 


This year for some reason I decided to evalute the "stuff" I was holding onto early in the year, but certainly didn't expect the mass clearing I've managed so far!  Honestly even at this point I can't figure out how or why I decided to "clear out" some of the things I've parted with, but I know that it was time to let go of it.  For anyone who knows me they will understand that books are my obsession!  Growing up books were my escape from reality.  They were a way for me to travel to exotic locations and different eras of history and live a life in my mind I only dreamed about.  One of my favorite stories to illustrate the importance of that particular possession is the fact that by the time I was 13 I had amassed a collection in the thousands that I did not want to part with upon which my Dad insisted some had to go.  Talk about traumatic!!  If I remember right I was livid and took quite a while to get over it.  That said my Dad would be very proud of me today since while I will always value my books, I have found they aren't necessary to my living and breathing. 

Of course it's not necessarily that the possessions are wrong, but I had to evaluate why I was holding onto them which resulted in the realization that in the big picture they aren't necessary to my happiness.  They take up space in my life that while I didn't recognize it right away has been replaced by other more important things such as relationships, the nieces and nephews I've "adopted", the friends who have become family.  Of course once you find you can part with the possessions you value the most everything else is a discovery in how free you can really become as you stop letting those things rule your life and let God fill it with other things a little more each day.  Now does that mean that there will never be days that the apartment looks less than it's best.  Of course not!  I fully expect that I will be able to organize and re-organize and re-re-organize many times over the coming years, but the way I look at it now is that if all of that organizing means God's making me think, well I'll just keep at it!

The Present Future

Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.                                     Jeremiah 33:3 (KJV)

You know it's funny how so caught up in life we can get that we never think to stop and actually think about how much God cares about our everyday existence.  I mean think about it He cares so much that while we are so busy trying to work our way through all of the "small" things in our life that while maybe they are rocking our world at the time we look back at them later and wonder why they were such a big deal at the time all that time He's looking at the bigger picture we cannot even begin to comprehend. 

Now I'm usually the type of person who while I like to think that I tend to look at the bigger picture, I've never really stopped to look at God's bigger picture when I'm in the middle of something.  It's not that I don't think about it, it's just that I'm so busy being consumed by what is going on around me that I can see that the idea of God's future that He's working toward can be like a fortune teller's prediction.  It's there, you think about it, but at the same time while you are so sure of your faith and belief it's not enough to shake you out of the rut you've fallen into of living for the future based on what you understand about today.  Now at this point I can already hear the gasps!  I compared God to a fortune teller?  How sacrilegious!!  But isn't that what we do?  We think about the future He has for us as this thing as shrouded in mystery as the intentionally vague predictions of a gypsy fortune teller.  We want what we classify as excitement so badly that we will settle for creating it out of something that can be exciting in it's own right if we just let God lead our future.

Just as recently as yesterday something made me stop to look at what most of us would see as the little coincidences of life and I'm still alternating between laughing and crying about it!  I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I had one of those moments I like to refer to as my light bulb moments.  One of those moments in time where you come to a realization that the life God wants to give you and the future He has for you is so much easier to attain than we want to make it.  Honestly, admit it we are the ones that make things like becoming a missionary to deepest darkest Africa more exciting than going to work in small town America and challenging ourselves to see who we can impact today.  We are the ones that see glamor in being handicapped and achieving great things rather than being healthy and making an impact in the people we meet daily. 

We are blessed with so many things that we take for granted.  And yes, I do realize that is a phrase we hear trotted out on a regular basis to encourage involvement in a variety of areas including, but not limited to volunteering and religious involvement, but I'm not talking about the "normal" references such as health, family, etc.  I'm talking about the things that we even get into the future and "forget" about.  How many of us are guilty of just going through life and never realizing at the time that God has put the exact people in our lives for the exact time we need them?  How many times do we make things harder for ourselves by not utilizing the resources He gives us for a time such as this. 

So back to my light bulb moment.  As I set thinking about some of the recent things that have happened in my life and realized the unlikely areas I had received advice, support and prayers when I needed them the most it was almost overwhelming!   My pastor often says that it's amazing how we are able to trust God to save us and with our distant future, but we have such a hard time trusting Him with the present future.  It's so true.  We can trust Him with what we can't see, but we are always guilty (myself included) of trying to figure our way out of the present problems on our own.  Much as a toddler looks up and says "Mommy, I do myself" in much the same way we look at God and say, "Ok, you can step back, I have it under control, I can manage this one", but how often do we end up with a comedy of errors worthy of Abbott & Costello in the aftermath!

How different could it be if we took the resources and support that God sends into our lives and actually used them?  I'm not one to make New Years Resolutions, but this year while I'm not calling it a resolution exactly, one of my prayers was that I would learn to look at things in a different way than I have in the past.  That I would start to let God work more in the immediate future rather than the distant.  In doing that I have found that my entire view of life has changed!  I'm seeing the relationships He has sent into my life in an entirely different way and feel so overwhelmingly blessed sometimes all there is to do is laugh at how I never saw it before and cry that He thinks so much of me and my future that He takes the time to make sure my path crosses with those people that change your life and view on life completely and forever.