My Day of Rest

So, I was in church today, (yes, I do go to church...sometimes) and once again, I sat in amazement as I perused today's bulletin. Right there on the very front page was the verse from Ecclesiastes 3, the very same verse that I just sent out this past week along with my thoughts on time. Invariably, every time I go to church, it seems as though the message was intended for me.(It's alll about me!) But, I share those thoughts with so many others who feel the exact same thing. I believe it was Mother Teresa that said, "there are no coincidences in life," and doggone it...I BELIEVE HER!

Since time is of the essence and I am pushed for it tonight, I am just going to post my words regarding time, from this past week. It is Sunday, after all. The day that, yes, even potty mouthed humor bloggers rest. And they all said, "Amen!" Peace I leave you, my "piece" I give you. Enjoy. Goodnight....The Paper Whisperer

"It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power." ~Alan Cohen~

This morning when I woke up, I thought about death. I thought about what my life meant right now...that very moment, at 4:30 this morning. I wondered if I was killed on the way to work or dropped dead of an aneurysm at lunch whether or not I was prepared. The answer was no...I was not. There are a ton of things I want to do and a million things I would "like" to accomplish before I leave this world. I have wasted so many days, months, years of my life putting off until tomorrow what I could have done today. NO ONE is going to do it for me. There will never be enough money, enough love, enough security, or enough hours in the day. But there will always be enough faith and faith is the first brick; the foundation of our souls.

Why was I pondering death? My mother-in-law shared a very sad story with me yesterday. During Hurricane Gustav, the residents of Abbeville, Louisiana were mandatorily evacuated. My MIL's sister, had a good friend whose daughter lived in Baton Rouge so, naturally they drove there as opposed to going to a hotel. (Baton Rouge is about an hour and a half from Abbeville.) Gustav, as you know, headed to Baton Rouge wreaking havoc on the city. In a horrible twist of fate, the couple who were forced to leave their home in Abbeville, seeking refuge at their daughter's home, were the only two fatalities in Baton Rouge due to Gustav. An enormous oak tree in a neighbor's yard was blown onto the home where the couple was staying and they were crushed to death.

Oh my God...where do I begin? There, that's where. God! Thank you God! Thank you for EVERYTHING YOU HAVE DONE FOR ME and EVERYTHING YOU HAVE NOT DONE FOR ME. AND...bless each and every one of you, as you have all impacted my life in one way or another. Without you, I would not be who I am today...as in today, right this moment, on this blustery and wonderfully cold evening in September. Fall is here and what better time to "turn over a new leaf," to change with the season! Why wait with the rest of the world until the first of January? You see what I mean? No more "New Year Resolutions!!" I am "officially" changing it to New "Day" Resolutions. No time like the present and time is of the essence as today is really all we have.

To everything there is a season,
a time for every purpose under the sun.
A time to be born and a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
a time to kill and a time to heal ...
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance ...
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to lose and a time to seek;
a time to rend and a time to sew;
a time to keep silent and a time to speak;
a time to love and a time to hate;
a time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

No, I haven't lost ALL of my marbles...just the glass ones. "HANDLE WITH CARE" is a "label" I recently peeled off and one of my numerous changes. I knuckled down to a game of keepsies and left with a handful of steel balls. Who couldn't/wouldn't respect a girl with a mind full of magnums? I'm stepping out of the circle and taking my "shooter" with me!

Okay, so I am giving you way too much information at this juncture...as usual my mind doesn't stop running and my fingers do not stop tapping. I should have been a writer...no really, I shoulda been. haha I just wanted to share the first "chapter" with you because you are all part of my new "lease" and I want/need your help. Wow, do my fingertips deceive me or did I just ask for help? You know, that didn't hurt a bit. I could get used to that. Baby steps, ...baby steps.

Why does it take a "romp in the hay" with adversity before one realizes their true potential? Why, oh why, can't life just be a picnic....WITHOUT THE ANTS?!! Probably because the blood from our wounds becomes our wisdom and the pain becomes our strength. Once again, thanks be to God!