Due Diligence

Good Morning Friends,

So a new year has begun and life just goes right along with it.

It is funny looking back at the last 3 years in my life and seeing what I thought I simply could not handle and seeing now how very much I did handle. God has stretched, pulled, wrung out and squeezed and pushed me to what I thought were my very limits only to show me I had no limits in Him. 

We get so comfortable in our little lives and hope for the best, or just trudge along hoping for sunny skies. Wanting more, money, health, peace. Which feel unattainable until we realize, all things are attainable and reachable, we just have to reach and stretch to reach them. A child or me will want a cookie on the top shelf and do everything they can to get it until they succeed. But if it is something we want but aren't willing to get uncomfortable for, we want it handed to us, there is no struggle to get it, we don't appreciate it as much. The peace I have today, the hope I have today, the strength I have today is earned. God can give you peace by asking, but working to get it will make it life changing peace, peace that doesn't leave you. You wear it like a birthday pin. Proud and sharable. Not that I would encourage anyone to endure the pain I have felt, but I also DO encourage you to look past the present situation and pursue peace in Him alone.  I don't make New Years resolutions, but this year I did want to change life. I wanted that joy and peace and happiness. I proclaimed it would be different, not a resolution which I believe has a hidden meaning: To want badly, but to know it will only last 2 weeks. I want a life changing peace. not a temporary fix. I want to be used by God.

I want to spread hope. I want to share my journey. 

If you had those things and have lost them, you may have been holding them loosely and forgotten to be diligent in pursuing them. I grow frustrated  in my daily life and wonder where my joy is. Where my peace has gone? Well it is there but I kinda drug it on the ground and it got full or dirt and dust. So I need to learn to take care of those things, don't let them grow mediocre and mundane, but  also don't put them on a shelf and just use them for special occasions either. We have to learn to wear them like a favorite sweater, you just grab it and wear it without thinking, it is comfortable and broke in. You don't worry how you look in it because it is almost part of you. You need to feel so comfortable with the things of God you wear them well and with confidence. 

I  have to be diligent, always aware of my mouth and my surroundings, Sometimes I open it and the dumbest things come out, but training it to wear the things of God also, will only work in my favor.

Like now this moment, my son had an appointment I once again messed up the time on. He has been out 3 days from school with a temp. and they cannot go for 24 hours of the last high temp.  I was picking up my computer and the screen cracked AGAIN. for the 3rd time in 2 months. I have a head ache and a meeting to get ready for. Breathe....Breathe....let it go. somethings are not worth the stress

Suddenly my Josh Groban CD mysteriously started in the kitchen singing "Surrender" God is so funny sometimes. Well I better get ready, and sign off.

Have a blessed day.

Always

Misinterpretation in the drop-off lane

Good Morning friends,

Sorry it has been so long. My hard drive crashed twice.

Once accidentally and once not so accidental.

I have so many different things I want to talk about, but I will start with yesterday morning.

I'm sure many of you know I HATE the drop-off lane at my sons school. I mean really how hard is it to throw your kid out of the car and drive off? Say goodbye on the way, have them wear their backpack, open door, shove, drive. Not rocket science. Yet people always feel the need to stop open the back hatch of your enormous SUV and get 5 packs out and hug the kids and watch as they walk to the door. NO!!! So as you can tell this is an issue with me, one I pray and deal with daily.

So there is this one dad and it seems he just doesn't get it. Every morning get out walk around your van, unbuckle the kid. Yeah don't judge we don't buckle that 1/2 block to school because that 2 extra seconds it takes to unbuckle matters. I digress.. So yesterday, true to fashion. people are stupid, like the ones who skip the line. drive ahead and try to squeeze in front of you just as you get to drop-off point. They are fun. So I get behind van dad, crap here we go. He stops gets out, unbuckles and walks around geez come on and I pulled up to close to get out without him moving. Then it starts, this ritual dad says something, they give 5's 6 different ways, boy whispers to dad, dad whispers back, they hug and dad watches as boy gets to the door. This takes maybe a minute, but I realize the little boy is in my son'd class and has been since kindergarten. He is severally autistic. The routine they were doing was a set routine that must be done to insure a good day. As with many special needs kids, those little routines make or break a day, we understand only to well. So I took a deep breath and realized what I was watching was not a nuisance or something to irritate me. It was a fathers love and devotion. A daddy knowing his child and wanting the very best for him. A papa who knows his son cant just be shoved out of the car to fend for himself. A patient parent who knows those precious seconds count in a whole day. WOW. God has to really show me things up close sometimes, like a 2 x 4 to the head. Okay so yes my routine this morning was the same, jump in. backpack on, talk, pray, shove out the door. But I was looking for van dad. As he once again., rain or shine or freeze, as he preformed the ritual again. The only difference today as cars butted in and I got stuck pulling up to  close, was MY attitude. I watched as parents got out, but I saw that man and his son and the unconditional love of a father. My heart melted. How very much more does our Father God loving us in those little things that make or break our day? And what am I missing because I am in such a hurry to get home to my chair and coffee? God can speak many ways, But to me He uses the Drop-off lane to show His unconditional love to me.

Have a blessed day.

Always

Suszi