It's not that I don't know what to say, I just don't know what to say right now. Or now. That's impossible, though! I have millions of thoughts racing through my mind and not one of them seems to stick. Hhhmmmm.
Interesting to say the least. I am pondering the events that have taken place today and I wonder to myself, exactly 'when' did I buckle myself in this roller coaster and give the carnival man the unspoken nod of "I'm set. You may proceed to the next fool, uh, I mean, unwilling rider behind me." I can't say I recall that moment. And so is life... I never signed the consent form nor gave my verbal okay that I would ride this roller coaster and end up on January 28, 2010. And I'm glad my consent wasn't needed nor my unspoken nod of approval. One day I just started remembering. I started remembering and there I was. I was 2 or 3 years old in Brookhaven, MS, with a beautiful Mother, a really tall and handsome Dad and a red bulldog named Ike. (Please understand that Daddy wasn't really that tall, 5'7", and Ike was actually a boston terrior but to me he was a bulldog.) I was set. I didn't need anything and pretty much everything went my way. Life was good. I set my own schedule, according to me I did anyway, and if I didn't want to do it then I guess I didn't! I guess my first unpleasant memory was that terrible ear-ache of 76. Or was it 77? Nevertheless, I still remember. And here I am today. I'm still riding. I'm still buckled in and the ride has been....well, a roller coaster!
You know, those things are really unpredictible. Roller coasters that is. Yes, you see the route you will be taking, analyze the risk versus the fun and thus make the decision to wait in that long, very long line to buy the ticket that will supposingly either scare you to death or give you an adreneline rush like none other. The ride of life, well, there's no ticket line for that roller coaster. See, a higher power, well, actually The Great I AM, decided long before the earth was ever created that I had a seat with my name on it on this roller coaster called LIFE. I didn't have to wait in line to buy a ticket. I didn't have to give my consent, verbal okay, unspoken nod of approval or call 911 to express my discontentment with how this ride of LIFE is actually going. One day I remembered. And thus my "known" journey on this roller coaster ride of LIFE began.
It's awesome that I have lived long enough to know the risks of this ride, the high's, the low's and I must admit that I'm glad I wasn't given an option. Because I know that no matter where this ride takes me, that I'm not alone. Hebrews 13:5 says "Never will I leave you. Never will I forsake you." Cool, huh?
And yes, I do need and want a break quite often but I remember that God says in John 16:33, "I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." Whew! He has overcome the world. Because on November 4, 1982, I gave my life to Christ as an 8 1/2 year old little girl I was washed white as snow by the blood of Jesus. He is my pilot. Everytime I have a trial, an obstical, hurt, sorrow, tears and pain, I remember, I am not alone. And neither are you....
I am, my Father's Daughter.
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