"I call heaven and earth to witness this day against you that I have set before you life and death, the blessings and the curses; therefore choose life, that you and your descendants may live."
It's spring. One of my favorite times of year. With the winter hibernation behind us, we venture outside admiring the beauty beginning to bloom all around us while whispering silent prayers of thanks. It's a time rebirth. Where we get into that reorganizing mode, take long walks outdoors, and of course reevaluate our lives.
We spend long hours of contemplation wondering if we are on those right stepping stones. Evaluating if we are destined to the blessings that are promised from our Lord. Questions are a flurry in our minds. Should I move? Should I change jobs? Am I in the right relationship? Am I doing what God has planned for me? If so, why am I still not happy? What do I need to do to make things better?
Reorganizing, reevaluate, regroup. And on and on the circle goes. Sometimes it seems that path is going in circles, too.
We all want to succeed in life. No one sets out to fail or wants to fail. But I do believe failure can be an important stepping stone on the way to success. Failure certainly teaches us what not to do, which is equally important as to knowing what we are to do! It's all in the eye of perception.
Look at how many times Thomas Edison failed before he invented the incandescent lightbulb. There are many stories circulating saying he failed 700 times, 2,000 times, 6,000 times, 10,000 times. No matter how many attempts he made, everyone agrees the number is staggering. But he never gave up. Edison has been noted to have said in all his efforts he never failed-not once; he just had to go through many, many steps to get it right! That is the determination and mindset that we all need.
I've often wondered why some people do great things. They seem to have everything they need while others have little and learn to live with less. What I do know is each person's outcome is directly dependent on God. God has planted our purpose in each of us. Sometimes, unfortunately, it may not be what WE FEEL it should be. But he definitely knows what makes our heart sing.
I was talking to my bugman the other day. We were talking about the fine items some people are blessed with. He explained that his sister is blessed. Well, actually very blessed with about 3.4 million dollars. She owns quite a bit of property up north that she and her husband must care for. He also added that she said, "The rich life isn't all that it is cracked up to be, John. Look at where you are. Do you have friends you can trust? Is your family loyal to you down there? When you're as rich as us you don't have that trust. Even your own family is quick to sue you when things don't go as planned. It is like we live in a bubble only trusting each other here in our house. Not the greatest way to live sometimes. Oh sure, we can take trips, buy what we want, but honestly at the end of the day there is no one else to share it with. We can't trust that our family and friends care for us personally or if it's just for our monetary worth."
I want you to take a look at your life right now where you are at this moment. Are you happy? If not, what do you need to attain happiness? Is it something reasonable, not completely outlandish? Then pray now with me that God grants you that purpose. Gives you the tools you need to proceed and do his will. God gives everyone equal opportunity. He said, "I have set before you life and death...choose life." Fear is in the category of death; faith and progress fill us with life. It is your choice. Find what makes you happy...... and pray it is God's stepping stones that do so.
This Week's Meditation:
Teach me to say "Give me my stepping stones, Lord."
Help me to realize and trust God has me on the right path.
Teach me to trust that you will guide me every step of the way.
Remind me that everything else will fall into place.
Meditate on this for several minutes a day. Allow various thoughts to come into your mind. And realize God has you in his arms always