April 1, 2005
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stuff.
there's lots of it floating in my head.
How many times have you sat and watched somebody headed in a direction that just looks like a mistake. And wanted to scream *LOOK OUT!* But know you can't.
One upon a time my best friend was headed in the direction of a mistake. I didn't pray about it. I hollered look out.
It took five years to undo the damage of those misguided, poorly timed words. Five years.
I learned from that lesson. And later my closest friend from college was headed in a similar direction. I wanted to scream LOOK OUT! But I didn't. I prayed...hard. And she came to me and said. "So what do you think about this?"
I smiled softly, and was able to tell her calmly and quietly. The prayer worked.
So I continue to pray. And hope....and watch, and listen. And desperately hold onto my tongue to prevent it from screaming look out.
Once Zeria when she was two years old was upstairs hanging out the window. It was twelve feet to the ground. Her feet were not on the ground she was balancing leaning out.
I wanted to scream LOOK OUT! But if I had I would have startled her and she would have been dead, or seriously injured. I prayed...and ran towards her. Needless to say I caught her in time. And shortly thereafter we nailed lattice work over the upstairs window so it wouldn't be repeated.
And so....I resist the urge to say something. And I pray. Oh how I pray. Because, for now it is all I can do.
"I will bless the Lord at all times, His praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make his boast in thee Lord, the humble shall hear thereof and rejoice. Oh magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord and he heard me, and delivered me from all my fears." Psalms 34:1-4 KJV
Comments (2)
:heartbeat: That's a lovely reflection... an important one for lots of us to hear!
Don't worry, I pray too. Sometimes ones heart gets tied in strange places. It's hard to explain...one can see the pitfalls...but love is a strange thing and their is no accounting for the whys and what fors...I know we cannot run on feelings ...that is the caboose of the train. One never walks into things blindly, they shouldn't. One needs to walk into then with their eyes open and their hand in Gods.
Bless you Tonia, you are a very special and dear friend. I enjoy our evenings of ramblings and being goofy and your little comments of concern that are filled with love. :heartbeat:
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