“IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE”

Oh how fast things change in our lives.  And they change on a daily basis.  In fact, in a moment.  A split second.  Or in the blink of an eye.   We sit and plan our lives out, by the hour, by the day, by the month and year.  We even make plans for years in advance.  We plan for everything.  Weddings, parties, careers, our retirement.  We even plan own funerals.  And that’s ok, because someone once said, that when we fail to pan, then we plan to fail.  And although that may be truth, when we do plan, we must learn to plan with purpose, and with the knowledge that,   ALL PLANS ARE SUBJECT TO CHANGE.  And that they can change in the blink of a eye.   Because guess what?  Everyday brings a change.  Sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad, but one thing is certain, and that is this; EVERYTHING MUST CHANGE, and we are in control of NOTHING.  All we can do is plan, and hope and dream.  And THAT means that we MUST make our plans with our creator first and foremost in the front of them. Try as we might to make things turn out just the way we want them to, it doesn’t always happen that way.  We hope, and we pray, and we try, but must Inevitably come to the realization that God controls EVERYTHING.   I have seen people go from rags to riches or vis versa seemingly over night.  Children seem to grow inches everyday.  We turn our heads or blink our eyes and they have transformed.  Our babes change from babes in need of our constant care, to young men and young women, ready to spread their wings and fly.  Ready to meet the challenges and yes the obstacles undoubtedly come. but will enable them to become the great men and women that they are destined to become.  Before we know it, we may have gained or lost a home, a job, or things that we deem important to our very existence.  And  of course, our lives change dramatically when someone we love becomes the fragrant aroma in the nostrils of our Lord, and is silently, but abruptly taken from us in death.   And in the blink of an eye we are left to feel the loneliness, the emptiness and the pain of loss of one so precious and dear to us.

Yes, everything MUST change.  I, for one, don’t particularly care for change.  Sometimes it hurt.  Sometimes it makes me feel uncomfortable, and sometimes disoriented.  But can feel when change  is coming even before it gets here.  But dear heart, it is inevitable that everything in this life can and will change.  It is in the words of the great singer/musician George Benson who said it best in his song, “Everything Must Change” that I voice this same simile.  “Everything must change, nothing stays the same.  Every thing must change, nothing stays the same.  The young become the old.   Mysteries do unfold.  But that’s the way of time, nothing and no one goes unchanged.  There are not many things in life you can be sure of; but that rain falls from the clouds and sun lights up the sky, and hummingbirds do fly.”  But, there are still a few things other than that, that will never change and that you can be sure of; and that one thing is, that God is the same, yesterday, today and forever.  And that the word of God is true and sure.  And that heaven and earth SHALL surely pass away, but God’s word will stand forever.  Now, THAT will NEVER change.

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“SUFFERING IN SILENCE”

Recently I spoke to a young woman who thought that she was going through quite a lot of devastating things in her life.  I allowed her to share and vent to me all the things that she felt were going wrong, and she expressed to me how she felt that people as a whole are basically phony, fake and judgemental, and that nobody else truly understood what she was going through and as a matter of fact, no one actually really cared.  And she felt that the reason nobody else understood or cared what she was going through was because nobody else was going through or had gone through the problems that she was going through.  I could not condemn her for her young tender age, and say “Oh, you’re just a baby.  You couldn’t possibly being going through all THAT much. ”  Her problems were real to her.  She felt like  she was alone.  Like no one knew or understood what was going on inside of her head.  Like she was in fact, suffering alone.  So, because she felt like she was alone, she chose to keep silent, internalizing her feelings instead of sharing her them.  The only problem with that is, eventually, in some way shape or form, you WILL vent, and all of those feelings are going to come tumbling out all at one time, because the anger has built up, because you feel like no one is listening to you anyway.    Like your opinion does not really count.   And you will not be able to handle the monsoon that comes forth out of you.  And it is at that moment that you may lose control. Then in your choosing to keep silent, when you bottle up those feelings and emotions and have hidden them deep inside of you, you eventually explode.   And more than you gets hurt in the wake of the rage that follows.  Things happen, things that will affect her for the rest of her life.  Feelings get hurt or damaging things get said that cannot be taken back, or cleaned away, but that are put out there in the atmosphere, and will last forever.  Oh, many times we are sorry after the explosion.  We can smooth it over.  But many times it’s too little, too late.

Perhaps if she had tried to talk to someone, if she had asked someone.  Just cried out in a wee small voice though exhausted from the battle, from the struggle, “HELP,” “HEAR ME,” “PLEASE LISTEN,” Someone would have listened.  Someone would have heard.  And she would have known that she IS NOT alone in this fight.  That she struggles not by herself.  That we do understand and have been through pretty much of the same.  We all have gone through our battles and have the scars and wounds to prove it.  So we can relate to what a wee small child of 16 years old, who is just in the beginning of her precious life, but maybe going through.  And if we can’t relate, we can still listen, and hug, and embrace, because we do care.  And we can let her know, there IS help in the struggle.  Woman-Child, Man-Child, You are not alone.  Understand this, That  which is, was.  And that which was, will be again.   So lift up your head dear one, for you are not alone.

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