When do you reflect on the past year or reflect from a set period of time? For me it is always during my birthday that I would take some time and think about what took place during the last year.
Since today is my birthday, I took a few moments this morning in reflection and evaluation.
I do not reflect on the successes or failures of business and life, which I mentally keep track of that on a weekly basis, but instead I ponder on the people who have entered and left my life. Facebook and Twitter has afforded me an opportunity to rediscover people from my childhood and those friends who now live in other states.
Yet in learning about my friends lives, I am impacted by death in their families. The pain of each one helps me realize that we are given only this moment and no more. Our goal should be to cherish any time you can spend with family and friends. Yet we spend so much time in arguments and not speaking to friends and family for years. In most cases the only people who care about it are the people who are hurt or mad. Many times the person who gave us pain, really don’t care and so we spend time from enjoying our lives by living a life of hurt and hating.
A great friend is experiencing a great ordeal in that his wife is going into surgery and has already been told she will have a 25% chance of survival. Prayers go out to him for a miracle but their faith is that God will perform a miracle in sparing her life.
My number one lesson learned this last year is that God performs miracles daily but we are so concerned with our own feelings, anger, and fears that we miss the excitement of watching or being a miracle.
Why don’t you stop asking God for all the “Me, Me, Me” things and ask for His Favor and blessing in your life. Also ask Him to let you witness a miracle. You won’t have to go far as your eyes will be opened to what God is doing every day!
Every year at our church we honor a person who has been an important part of the church for decades. This year we honored a man named Fred Seiber. In the days before the event men from our church went out, looked up old friends of Fred’s, and asked them about him. When asked about Fred his friends all smiled and said, “Fred, he’s a good man.” Fred's friends told stories about Fred like how, when they were little, he stood up for them when the neighborhood bully was beating them up, how he paid their bills when they were down, visited them in the hospital, or sat with them after a loved one died. Each person said, “Fred is a good man”, not one person said Fred is a good guy, but...”
ReplyDeleteAs I sat there listening I started reflecting on my life. I realized that if there was a day to honor me many of my friends and family would have to say “but, I remember when...” That is a pretty sad story of my life. I realized today, I should have passed on doing some fun things and many questionable things in order to do things that are much more excellent.
Praise God we can be born again.