When I started this blog over a year ago, I was so sure that I would write more. But it's been a difficult year, between work, a relationship, and changing living situations. I had little spare time to actually do anything and when I finally did have free time, I felt too tired and unmotivated, not to mention I had no energy to think and I didn't spend much time in silence just listening.
So... now that I do have time, and more rest, and feel better overall... I feel my muse coming back, slowly, but enough to the point where, if I don't start writing again, I'm going to explode! ;) Anyway... now that I've spent nearly two paragraphs talking about unimportant things, I'll get to my point, thoughts from this evening.
Have you ever seen the move "P.S. I Love You"? Despite a couple of suggestive scenes, some inappropriate language, and kissing seems to be nonchalant, it's message holds real weight in our lives. If you have not yet seen it, watch it before reading the rest of this blog unless you don't mind me spoiling the 'surprise' in the movie. Last chance.... it's really worth watching.
The movie is about a young married couple who, though they are going through some hard times, are very much in love with one another. Then, the unimaginable happens, one of them dies. As one may expect, the spouse left behind goes through a very difficult time, searching for answers. I watched this movie tonight, not knowing anything about it, not knowing that it was about a loved one dying. I have never lost a loved one, but I have a friend who is losing a loved one right now.
As I reflected on what I saw in the movie and what my friend is going through, I realized I haven't the slightest idea what it would be like to watch someone I love so much, leave this life. (I must mention here that I work in a retirement home and I hear about death all the time, only once have I actually touched a body after death). What would I do, how would I react if I lost someone I loved? Would I stay strong? Would I fall to pieces? Would be mad at God, asking Him how could allow such an "awful" thing to happen? Would I scream or seclude myself? Would I turn to someone for support or act irrational? Or would I cry my tears and, after wiping them away, recognize that everything happens for a reason?
It makes me want to appreciate every day, every person, every gift, and blessing that God has given me. It makes me want to live my life to the fullest, so that, no matter when it is my time to say goodbye to to someone that I love or this world, I will be at peace, knowing that I loved and allowed the Lord to make me into the woman He created me to be. I thank God for YOU.
"For to me to live is Christ and to die is gain" - St. Paul - Phil 1:21
God Bless you all my brothers and sisters in Christ!
So... now that I do have time, and more rest, and feel better overall... I feel my muse coming back, slowly, but enough to the point where, if I don't start writing again, I'm going to explode! ;) Anyway... now that I've spent nearly two paragraphs talking about unimportant things, I'll get to my point, thoughts from this evening.
Have you ever seen the move "P.S. I Love You"? Despite a couple of suggestive scenes, some inappropriate language, and kissing seems to be nonchalant, it's message holds real weight in our lives. If you have not yet seen it, watch it before reading the rest of this blog unless you don't mind me spoiling the 'surprise' in the movie. Last chance.... it's really worth watching.
The movie is about a young married couple who, though they are going through some hard times, are very much in love with one another. Then, the unimaginable happens, one of them dies. As one may expect, the spouse left behind goes through a very difficult time, searching for answers. I watched this movie tonight, not knowing anything about it, not knowing that it was about a loved one dying. I have never lost a loved one, but I have a friend who is losing a loved one right now.
As I reflected on what I saw in the movie and what my friend is going through, I realized I haven't the slightest idea what it would be like to watch someone I love so much, leave this life. (I must mention here that I work in a retirement home and I hear about death all the time, only once have I actually touched a body after death). What would I do, how would I react if I lost someone I loved? Would I stay strong? Would I fall to pieces? Would be mad at God, asking Him how could allow such an "awful" thing to happen? Would I scream or seclude myself? Would I turn to someone for support or act irrational? Or would I cry my tears and, after wiping them away, recognize that everything happens for a reason?
It makes me want to appreciate every day, every person, every gift, and blessing that God has given me. It makes me want to live my life to the fullest, so that, no matter when it is my time to say goodbye to to someone that I love or this world, I will be at peace, knowing that I loved and allowed the Lord to make me into the woman He created me to be. I thank God for YOU.
"For to me to live is Christ and to die is gain" - St. Paul - Phil 1:21
God Bless you all my brothers and sisters in Christ!
