Do we act in life or do we react? I have come to understand a little better about these two choices that we have. If we let life overcome us them we start reacting and we could and a lot of the times get drowned in what ever it is. When this happens we close off to things that are more important-family, friends, our relation with God. I probably have lost a couple months of learning and growing with my family because I have let other things, (mostly money take control of my thoughts and actions and my over all demeanor.
Yes these things are going to happen to us. That is what happens in life, we learn life's lessons. Well, hopefully we learn the lessons when they come our way. When some circumstance happens we need to learn to be able to control what we can and still stay close to the things that are most important in our lives.
It has taken me a little while to understand some of this concept and I'm sure that there is more for me to learn before it is over, and the next lesson starts.
Here is a challenge for you today, this next week or even month.
Ask someone how they are doing (someone that you would normally not ask) and then if you could help them in any way. Enjoy this experience. Let me know how this went.
Wes
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Showing posts with label learning. Show all posts
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
The Sister's Grave
THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
There is a burial-ground that is sprinkled with green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions. Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face.
"And why," I inquired, "my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?"
"It is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look: "they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when they have eaten the seed, and sing."
"To whom do they sing?" I asked: "to you or to each other?"
"Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my sister: she sleeps here."
"But your sister is dead?"
"Oh! yes, sir; but she hears the birds sing."
"Well, if she does hear the birds sing, she cannot see that wreath of flowers."
"But she knows I put it there; I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and see her every morning."
"You must" I continued, "have loved that sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see her again."
"Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall see her always in heaven."
"But she has gone there already, I trust."
"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we are going to heaven together."
"But she has gone already, my child: you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left you to come afterward."
She cast to me a look of inquiring disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
There are times that we get a big shot of reality that completely knocks us down and when it does, boy does it hurt. The trick is to not let that stop us. After we get through it there is a great lesson that we will see that we learned.
There is a burial-ground that is sprinkled with green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions. Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face.
"And why," I inquired, "my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?"
"It is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look: "they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when they have eaten the seed, and sing."
"To whom do they sing?" I asked: "to you or to each other?"
"Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my sister: she sleeps here."
"But your sister is dead?"
"Oh! yes, sir; but she hears the birds sing."
"Well, if she does hear the birds sing, she cannot see that wreath of flowers."
"But she knows I put it there; I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and see her every morning."
"You must" I continued, "have loved that sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see her again."
"Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall see her always in heaven."
"But she has gone there already, I trust."
"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we are going to heaven together."
"But she has gone already, my child: you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left you to come afterward."
She cast to me a look of inquiring disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
There are times that we get a big shot of reality that completely knocks us down and when it does, boy does it hurt. The trick is to not let that stop us. After we get through it there is a great lesson that we will see that we learned.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
There are times when you feel all alone. This past year has been really hard on my wife and I. I am a teacher and have not found a teaching job yet. Well I am sure all of us has had a real hard year or two. The thing that we have struggled with has been faith. Faith in God. There are three basic ways that He answers. Yes. No. Or yes, but not right now. A quote that I like is "You can't force spiritual things." I just keep reminding myself that I am one of Gods children and that he loves me, and somehow He will help us make it through.
Remember we are learning as we go through life.
Wes
Remember we are learning as we go through life.
Wes
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Life keeps coming at me no matter how hard I try to make it better. Well I guess that is how life works. It will always come. No matter how hard I pray life is still going to hand out challenges and tasks that we need to try and over come.. For those of you who believe in God, some of what comes to us is from him, to help us become better, to learn and grow. Other things we make mistakes and then in turn something happens and we start to struggle. This can be really hard for us, partially because we thing that God doesn't care for us and wants us to struggle. Well that is not true. Just as you don't want your children to struggle, god does not want us to struggle, but you just can't bail someone out when they need help. sometimes there is that learning time that needs to take place. And isn't that what life is all about. Learning.
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