Grateful, what a lovely word.
A friend of mine shared a couple news articles with me that I found very interesting. The articles were stories about a horrific event. An event so horrible it would make anyone feel sympathetic. As I was reading them with grief in my heart, I couldn’t help but notice how many times I was seeing the word Grateful or a reference to it.
How could this be? Grateful is defined as .. To be deeply appreciative of kindness or being its received, to be thankful. How could anyone be greatful about anything or even be thinking about thankfulness to anyone at such a time of great sorrow. Every reporter, every interview, every sentence, every word….all with the general feel of gratuity. Why?
Why not anger for the answer? Why not inquisitive on who did what wrong? Why not hate?
Anytime I ask why enough, I go to the bible, and I then get a better understanding of what I am searching for. So as I was questioning how can someone be grateful at such a horrible time, I finally did it. I wanted the answer so I prayed and researched the Holy word. Of course I found something…
Colossians 3:17 – And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, [do] all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God for everything.
That helped me. That verse helped me understand that God has a plan. A plan for each of us and to give thanks and be greatful for all we do. To have faith in him and to give him the glory because we don’t understand his plan.
Do the right thing. No matter how you may feel about the issue. Just do the right thing. Turn to God and ask for his direction in prayer. He is always there for you. He will lead you in the direction that you need to go. And when you get there don’t forget to stop and say thank you. Thank you for the love, compassion and warmth that he is always watching over us and will guide us if we have faith in him.
Life is about moments. Good, bad, happy or sad. We all have moments. Make of them what you wish, but remember be thankful. Noone may ever know what road you traveled to get to the moment where you realize that we are not in control, but when you get a glimpse,,,,just a glimpse of Gods love for others, why not be grateful? Be greatful and show thankfulness to others because God is always with us during every moment.
I will never have the opportunity to meet you here, but I did get to know those around you. The loved ones that cared for you regardless of your faults. I am thankful for the new friendships and with the lessons this incident has taught me. The reminder of living for God and having faith in his path.
Lead with love, compassion and gratuity but always remember … We work for God.
Thanks for the reminder:-)
I would like to stretch out of the norm for a minute of usually useless information that I am know for sharing to share something that touched my heart this morning. I call it a good reminder of the meaning of love.
On my way to work a side job this morning I got stopped by a red-light. My first thought was dang, I could have made it! As i abruptly stopped my car before the line, I slowly looked up at the light. It was one of those times that for the first few seconds after you stop, you realize how far under the light you are and have to lean forward just to see the light. Well I had to do just that. As I mumbled in my head about my decision of stopping, something caught my eye and my heart.
I was not far from an low income government subsidized apartment community that some would call run down, dirty, old, ugly and probably more derogatory words. Truth be known, I have probably thought those same thoughts before having to remind myself to not be judgmental. As these thoughts ran through my head of the times that I had been in that apartment community, and the bad things I had seen with my own eyes, Spiderman got my attention.
This Spiderman was on the back of a new, clean backpack of a little boy being carried by his mother walking. She had him all bundled up with a jacket and a toboggan, with gloves and holding him tight against her chest. This is a congested area of work commuters, that probably are not paying attention to what is going on around them…just as I was, until Spiderman captured my heart.
As I sat there and waited, I looked over to the car beside of me. This mother still carrying the love of her life was now in front of this car as the light turned green. I saw the look in the drivers eye .. it was as if I could hear what he was saying in his mind. Almost like a thought bubble over his head…..Hurry up woman! Gosh I am late! This Starbucks coffee is horrible this morning! Dang i wish this woman would hurry!… As I looked back away from the driver, The loving mother holding her proud Spiderman was now almost in front of my car. She made eye contact with me and knew she was in the intersection at a bad time with the light turning. I motioned her to pass in front of my car without hesitation. At this point, my heart was filling with enough love to get out and stop the whole intersection myself. The look she gave back was a thank you. With heartache in her eye from the daily stresses of life, I thought to myself .. Who are you? What is your story? What are you doing?
She passed my car and made it to the corner, where I saw her stand under the KAT bus pick up sign. That is when I realized what she was doing. I began to pull through the intersection and looked through my rear view mirror. She was still holding him, but he had turned his head to look back at the intersection. The innocence in his face screamed at me. It Screamed, this is my mommy. She takes care of me. She holds me close when it is cold and puts on extra clothes along with my gloves to keep my hands warm. She makes sure I put on my Spiderman backpack for daycare and I know she loves me.
I continued to think. The mother was dressed as if she was working, and her son was dressed as if for daycare, no old enough for school. Emotions flooded my heart with how this little boy doesn’t know struggles or pain that the woman holding him is going through. The pain having to ride a bus to her work, and not having a car. He doesn’t understand why he has to get up a little earlier than other kids, so they can make the nearly half mile walk from his apartments to get on that bus. At this point, He doesn’t know that there is any difference in his run down playground, than the playground at McDonalds. All he knows is that he is loved. He has friends that he loves to play with, He has a soft pillow for bed time and he has a mother who bought him an awesome Spiderman Backpack. Love, that is what he knows.
I said a quick prayer for that mother. A prayer for strength and for God to show her that she is doing great. That life throws curve balls, and from the love I saw in 45 seconds, she is doing everything right.
It reminded me of Gods love for his children. For all of us. She held him tight, she was keeping him warm, and she was caring for all his needs to the best of her ability. Just as God Loves us, holds us and is with us regardless of where we live, or what we do.
It was a humble reminder that our God is an awesome God.
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. “By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.”
Super Heroes are everywhere, just look around.
Have you ever really thought about what makes us do good? I am a firm believer that we are all born equal and are all Good people. Then comes life. Life experiences, geography, peers, family, are all things that mold the person you become. But the core is good. Everyone still has that inside of them. Some find it earlier than others and some tend to pack it away in the back somewhere until something else pushes it out.
Lets take a look at numbers….In almost any profession you work from them. Just think about it….Statistically speaking if the majority of the people like a certain item, then it will sell. If the majority of people feel someone is guilty in a jury trial, then the defendant is found guilty. I feel the same goes for living for God and trying to do the right things. If you try your hardest to do right, the most you can… then opportunities will open for you.
Have you ever noticed that bad people usually avoid being around good people? They don’t like us because they feel like we are judging them. When truthfully we are not even thinking anything about them. We just live to help others, and deep inside would love to help anyone!
It doesn’t take a cape or a mask to be a superhero, but it does take wanting to do the right things and help people with nothing in reward. I challenge you to do the right things and to help fight evil in what ever capacity that you can.
Challenge yourself with this task and see what happens… Look at the people You come into contact with throughout your daily activities and see how they are radiating good. A smile at a drive thru window. A thank you for holding a door. A nod of a head when walking by a stranger. A tip of the hat to a fellow hat wearer, a wave to another motorcycle rider. What good can you produce today? Live your life to the fullest and remember good will prevail! The more good, the less space evil has.
Join in my quest to rename superhero to everydayhero. Because that is what every single one of us can and desire to be. Somewhere in that scar ridden heart is good. Harness it, embrace it and lets tell evil his days are numbered.
God Bless us all friends…..Blacks out!