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Thursday, November 19, 2015

Changing Lanes on Life's Highway

Do you ever have one of these days?  As i was driving home from work today a woman in an SUV kept weaving in and out of lanes, often at the last moment trying to keep getting ahead, but every stoplight found her right back in the same spot..in front of me. 

I don't know why she was driving crazy, we all do it sometimes, but it made stop and think, how often do we live our lives like that: choosing anxiousness. We spend our days zigging and zagging around, either "trying to tackle" or even "avoid" our , problems and thoughts. Only to find ourselves right back where we started. And,in the end we don't solve our problems or avoid them.

 Note to self: Every day is a new chance to choose peace and calm, clarity and decisiveness over anxiety and doubt. 

Don't just keep spinning your wheels!

The Sound Of My Grandma's Voice...

Sound memories may be one of the deepest in your heart!

A few years ago, when my oldest son was leaving home to live in Taiwan for 2 years as a Missionary, my parents came to visit. They brought with them an old vhs tape they had made when my oldest son, Joshua was a few months old. in the video, it was a backyard cookout at my parents home in Idaho.

 My grandmother was there, although you couldn't see her in the video. My grandmother had since passed away and at the time I was watching that video had been gone for quite a few years. At some point in the video all of a sudden I could hear my grandmothers voice talking in the background... At that very moment, the familiarity of her voice was instantaneous to my heart My heart hurt from missing her in that moment.. Oh, Oh, how I missed that voice!!!!! I loved how I had not forgotten the sound of her voice

. I loved how our relationship carries on even as one of us has past onto the other side of Heaven.

 I still feel her presence in my life, it is a real and active,continuing relationship. I have read somewhere that what may surprise us the most when we get to the other side is how familiar our Heavenly Father's face will be to us, and how we will remember the sound of his voice. Oh, how I believe that!