Sunday, July 12, 2009

VERY INTERESTING

Very early this morning, prepari ng for my day I read this little story:

A father was watching his young son in the back yard one day. The little boy was trying to move a stone that was just more than his little hands could manage. The father said, Son, are you using all your strength. The y oung son said Yes, daddy, and the father replied Oh no you are not, son I am standing right here and you didn't eve n ask me for help. Such a short story but such a powerful message. Went to church, met with friends, had some interesting conversations, came home, read my e mail, one from a friend who is tired, both physically and
emotionally and vented to me. W hen s peaking to her daughter, she was told, you are depressed get your doctor to give you some pills.

I know many of you, including myself are facing the unknown at this time, granted some to a lesser degree than others, but kind of hanging at the end of your particular rope. Grandpa
Roy Webb always said when you come to the end of your rope, t ie a knot and hang on. He was a self proclaimed atheist. But we know we just have to go to our heavenly father and ask for his help and he will give it. But more important we have to listen and to accept what his plan for us is. I guess we shouldn't really tell him what our plan is, unless we want to give him a good laugh.
I really dont like to be a "preachy" kind of person, and hopefully I try to live my life as an example to others, but I have had many failures along that line (I am sooooooooooooo human)

I guess what I am trying to say is when you can't move that stone the way you want to, draw
upon your greatest strength and let your father who is in heaven help. I love you all

My own personal problems at this time are facing up to aging. To accept what I cannot change..
I am not afraid of dying, just not ready to do it yet, but have trouble accepting other people dying es pecially those younger than I. I regret the long hikes thru the air port, but not ready to
accept the wheelchair ride. I regret listening to people talking about their ailments (which are usually mild to everyone else but them) and taking up time that should be spent comforting and listening to peole who have life threatening problems. people who complain all the time about their jobs instead of helping the person who thru no fault of his own recently lost his job, you all know what I am talking about soI AM NOW STEPPING OFF MY SOAP BOX--------------