A Resolution for You: A Revelation for Me

I was going to write about my displeasure of New Year’s resolutions. I still may. The year is young.

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Instead, this is my third attempt at sharing my New Year’s revelation. It has everything to do with you. Despite my computer’s thwarting efforts, I insist on being victorious this time around. If you are reading non-jibberish, then please raise your glass or coffee mug as I have in a rousing toast: To Beating Technology!

Ok, back to the revelation of the resolution. Have you ever had a moment when you looked around at life and just said, what in the world? Things are so bad! I just had that moment. Looking at a book marketed for teens, I was blindsided by the mature subject matter, the flippant attitude towards life, and the absurd notion that EVERYBODY lives this way so I should just get used to it. What kind of future is waiting for my kids? Then the realities of life hit. I am all too familiar with the oozing darkness that covers lives with despair.

Death. Heartbreak. Loss. Abuse. Addiction.

Jealousy. Rage. Cruelty. Loneliness. Prejudice.

Betrayal. Desperation. Entrapment. Confusion. Pain.

 Real life is NOT  a cool tv show. Real pain does not need to be poked. It hurts bad enough as it is.

This stuff just isn’t peachie. But it is happening right now.

That thought sends me to a very uneasy place. As a matter of fact, this is how I feel: Hyperventilating beginning…panic ensuing…NEED. CHOCOLATE. NOW! Sad to say though not even chocolate brings adequate aid. I usually try to avoid thinking about the horror someone is facing right in the same moment I get to sit here and write about it. I feel helpless not being able to switch out that person’s life to help them avoid such mind-blowing pain. And if i can’t help, then I would rather not think about it. I would like to start my day over, eating my banana bread and looking at dressy fashions, imaging how great I would look in them (if I were 2o pounds lighter and just a couple years younger. Just a couple I say!) But I can’t. I am forced today to deal with issues.

That’s when I had my revelation. A New Year’s Resolution for you. Ok, not for you exactly but exactly with you in mind. Though I may not be able to physically transform lives–my cash flow situation will not get you out of debt (I am struggling to get my own self out of that!), I have no task force at my disposal to run down and lock up creeps, I can’t make anyone fall in love with you, I can’t bring anyone back from the dead (I am starting to sound like Aladdin’s genie)–let me tell you what I can do.

I. CAN. PRAY. FOR. YOU.

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Don’t give me that face. I am not talking about making a wish to the heavens or hoping that the luck of the universe will help someone out. I am talking about the generous opportunity I have every day to go before the God of all and ask for His help. I didn’t ask you if you think He can do it. I didn’t even say He would answer how I want Him to. What I am saying is that He can. And if He can, and I can ask Him, then there is HOPE. The smallest light still pierces the blackest dark. This HOPE is a light. This HOPE I can give.

And this HOPE you can have.

I resolve this year instead of flighting from the darkness to fight it whenever I encounter it with His light. I HOPE this changes things for ME {N} U. I know that for me, it already has.

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Pass me the chocolate and with HOPE let’s stay,

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Between Me{N}U: Enough Grilling Already!

I don’t know about you, but for me…

This summer has taken my schedule, marinated it, grilled it up well done, chewed it up, and spit it back out at me! So much to do. So many places to be. Work piling. Kids tugging. Blogs forming. Time..flying.

ENOUGH ALREADY!

I have some great posts coming soon…but not today.

Lazzy Feet on a Blue Ocean Beach vacation

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Today, I am going to vacation with my family without guilt and without my dreaded schedule. I will get back to blogging, working, running soon, but sometimes you gotta know when to just let go.

So take that summer! I am reclaiming you for fun in the sun. Give me back my schedule and that spatula. I will do my own grilling, thank you very much.

So I will see you in a bit blog world. Refreshed, renewed, relaxed, but still…

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On this week’s ME{N}U: Toast..French or Cajun? Timing is everything

MOST THINGS IN LIFE REQUIRE GOOD TIMING

I burn everything at least once. And my kids never let me forget about it. Bread is most often the casualty. Garlic bread, biscuits, toast…especially toast…they all have been singed under my not so watchful care. You may make a great french toast. I make a mean Cajun toast–blackened that is. The difference? Timing. Timing in cooking is indeed everything. Timing in life is everything.

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What a difference a day makes

The timing of this post lies almost one week after my daughter’s twelfth birthday. (So forgive any non-sensical wording please. One tends to rebound slowly after dealing with ten to twelve preteen girls hopped up on sugar for several hours.) I love to wake my kids at the midnight that crests their big day. One day my precious girl was eleven and the next–boom–twelve. Just in the matter of a second. How many things in life hinge on one second? Babies are born. Lives are saved by a split second. But how many seconds of our day are wasted on nothingness because we are not paying attention? My assessment, from personal experience, one second too many.

Pay attention to timing

Toast quickly turns from buns to briquettes when we stop paying attention to timing. Life quickly slips by us in the same manner. Missed opportunities. Unseen milestones. Futures altered. Life to death. All in the matter of a moment.

Timing is too precious to forget about. 

I am still a novice in this blogosphere, but already I am keenly aware of a few timing lessons.

Timing can place me with the right people at just the right moment, if I pay attention.

Using time wisely will keep me productive and poised, if I pay attention.

Ill use of timing and its principles will cost me dearly with my goals and with my relationships.

Just this morning because of misuse of time, this blog was delayed and if I had not caught myself, I could have missed a precious toddler moment. While trying to redeem my time and focus on finishing my work, I found myself literally pushing my toddler away from me. To my credit, he was about to jump over my head and onto my laptop which would not have been good for either of us. All he wanted, though, was to sit by me. His favorite line now is “Mommy, I need you.” Heart-melting  I know. Now add big brown eyes and curly brown hair…miss a moment with that! Not this Momma. That would be bad timing.

So, how’s your timing? 

Your life is made of many to do lists and deadlines, moments and madness, that you will have to journey  through. Time, your attention to it, how you use it, and how it uses you is something we all need to revisit in our lives. Don’t worry though. It’ll just take a second.

Taking my time and loving it. And always staying,

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