Sunday, July 20, 2014

Are you a flower or a weed?

My hubby had one of those days. It was jam-packed full of busyness with virtually no time to rest. Then, on the way home from work, he ran out of gas. In the immortal words of Mork and Mindy
 Shazbot!
We live out in the middle of nowhere, so it wasn't like he could walk to the nearest gas station. Nor were the chances good that someone would drive by and give him a lift. He had every right to be frustrated and angry. Yet, when I called he simply said it was a lovely evening for a walk. Not only that, but when he finally got home, he gave me these lovely flowers that he picked from the side of the road.

He could have chosen to be a curse through a bad attitude; instead he chose to be a blessing.

To the moon Alice!

Do you remember the classic show "The Honeymooners"? Jacky Gleason did a brilliant job of portraying someone who could not control his temper (with the comic relief, of course). It didn't take much to provoke him. Unfortunately, I can relate.


As I marveled at my hubby's ability to remain calm and stable, I couldn't help but think how I would have handled the situation. I can say with all certainty that I would have behaved more like an awful weed than a happy flower. My emotions, much like Jacky Gleason's character, can go from zero to the moon in seconds. It's not like I enjoy reacting this way (key word reacting). The problem is I usually feel powerless to stop myself. My health certainly hasn't helped in this area, but I can only use that as an excuse for so long.

Remain steadfast

The Bible talks a lot about remaining steadfast. The word that jumps out at me is "unwaivering". My husband is the epitome of steadfastness. He has been a rock solid example of what it means to be, well, rock solid! I have been the example of the exact opposite. What is a girl to do?
I must choose how I want to live my life!

Bloom where you are planted


Are you familiar with this expression? It comes from a story about a little flower planted in the King's palace -
"Oh king," she said, "I know I'm little, and not many people notice me, but one day I realized that if you planted me here, you must have had a good reason. So, your majesty, I've determined to be the best little flower I can be!" 
 

NOTICE that the little flower didn't abuse itself just to make the king happy. Pushing our bodies to do more than they can do
(just saying)

As my health continues to deteriorate, I find myself crying out to God to show me what my purpose in life is now. How can I minister to others when I can't even leave the house??

On a recent Joyce Meyer episode, she talked about how God made it very clear that her public ministry would not grow until she got things right at home. I then thought about my situation. Perhaps my ministry is to be a blessing to my husband, instead of the burden I often feel like. I can have a smile on my face when he comes in the door, even if I can't get out of bed. I can't visit with friends, but I can email them. When I don't have the strength for a long phone call, I can do shorter ones, or I can text. I can bloom wherever and however God plants me.

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Finding meaning and purpose when chronically ill can be tough; but always remember that you are here for a reason! Where are you planted? Are there things you need to change in order to bloom? 

So then, whatever you desire that others would do to and for you, even so do also to and for them, for this is (sums up) the Law and the Prophets.             Matthew 7:12