Day 8
IF my life’s story was made into a book I wonder what would be the title? What would be the chapter number and title that I am currently in. What I do know is what I want the last sentence of my life story here on earth to be. “ As she came into the presence of her Savior she heard Him say, ‘Well done my good and faithful servant’ ”.
Yes, that that is what encourages me and strengthens me today. As I said in an earlier blog, it’s not the journey but the destination that propels me each day to remain vigilant, focused and actually joyful in the presence of life events.
I am an influencer. Those I encounter each day I hope and pray will see the light of God in my life. I pray they are drawn to His Light. Yes, for me to Live is Christ and to die is gain. My life story. To bring Glory to God.
Some chapters in my life have been full of peaceful days. Exciting times of “feeling great” and doing the things I love. Being with family. Being a Mom and now a Grandmother. Being an Aunt “Zia Dina” . Having a rewarding career as a Nurse that I absolutely loved. Then there have been some chapters of intense pain and sorrow. Even a few chapters that are riddled with scary events and frightening, curl up in a ball and lay in the corner, times. But, isn’t that life here on earth? Those dark and scary times are valuable when we learn from them and we become stronger in our walk with the Lord. The chapters in my life when my choices were (in hindsight) not good choices. Again, all valuable if I learned from them and grew stronger and wiser. No regrets, just lessons learned. And thank God He forgave me for those chapters in my life that, well, lets just say regretful.
Today, this morning as I am still writing my life story and not certain what this chapter title would be. I do know I’m hanging on to the mast of a ship being tossed about by an angry storm. A storm that is trying to take me down and defeat me. But, I have the Savior, my Savior on board. I will remain faithful (which pleases God). I will hold so tight to the promises of God that my knuckles turn white and my hands go numb. And although the wind is screaming in my face and I’m being pelleted by the sting of the salty sea sprays, I will not fear in my heart. For my Savior is with me. In His time He will Speak the word and the Storm will immediately respond to His word and Stop. He has done it before and He will do it again. Then, my next chapter will one of dancing, singing and praising God for a time of peaceful seas. Clear blue skies and smooth sailing.
I sit and ponder on what I just wrote and I am at peace.
Ciao
Matthew 4: 39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!”Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
