Of course I can. If you’ve ever read my blog before, you know that what you see is what you get. I’m just an everyday ordinary Carolina girl with her share of life struggles and blessings. Nothing extra special or stand outish about me. And I like it that way.
It’s been another typical week in life. A doctor visit for psoriasis treatment. A death in the family of a very close friend. A football game. Working concessions at another football game…I can serve some mean nachos by the way. A soccer game. An overnight trip with my family to attend a funeral. Laundry. Laundry. Grocery shopping. Laughter. Tears. And more laundry.
Just last week, I found myself saying on more than one occasion, “There has got to be more to life than this.” I was referring to the everyday tasks that seem to have no end. It seems like life is just one task after another from sun up to sun down, only to go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired and overwhelmed. Lately there is no decision making involved in my life because there is too much that I have to do. Please don’t think I’m ungrateful. I’m not. In fact, I wouldn’t trade the reasons I have all these tasks for anything in the world. I suspect that most women are overworked. And the ones who aren’t usually wish they had more to do! I talked to one friend last week who is bored with life. We laughed because she wanted what I had and I wanted what she had. Are we never satisfied I ask you? ha ha, I guess we never will be until we get to Heaven. Speaking of Heaven….
An amazing man began his journey there last Thursday. Tom Oliver, the step father (although he was more like a real father) to one of my best friends, found out just 3 weeks ago that he had cancer. He was a wonderful husband, father, grandfather, and friend to all who knew him. Just a month ago, he was traveling with his beautiful wife, clueless that his body was beginning to shut down. It was a shock, but not a devastation. After attending Tom’s funeral and talking with the people who knew him best I left with a fresh look and a new appreciation of life. Tom was not afraid to die and he was grateful for the life he had lived. It was bitter sweet. The tears were purely selfish; he will be sorely missed. There will be a void in the lives of his loved ones, especially his wife and kids. But I also witnessed a celebration. A celebration of a life well lived and a celebration of a life now lived in eternity with God.
Today, I am not viewing my life as a series of tasks. Although, the tasks continue, for today I am grateful. My heart is beating and I am alive. That must mean the Lord has plans for me. Who can I invest in today? That’s how I will view my tasks. They are investments I’m making in others. They are blessings. If one “task” was removed, there would be a void. Not to say that a cleaning lady is welcome to enter my life any time, but until that happens, I will gratefully clean the toilets, wash the clothes, go to work, etc and do it all over again. My mindset is what needs to change, not my life.
Just being honest, I want an easier life. Just being honest, I’m thankful for the life I’ve been given. Just being honest, I am blessed.
Love and Blessings,