March 11, 2018 – Walk a Mile
There is an old saying that goes something like “walk a mile in my shoes”. Basically it refers to people judging others for their attitude or actions. I’ve used it often enough in my life when I was judged for my opinions, some of my actions and for sure my attitude.
There are many people in this world that go through deep, dark and long valleys in their lives. Some become bitter, believing that they will never get to end of that valley and be able to start that trek up the mountain side.
I was one of those people for many years until I remembered how to pray. I had forgotten God, I had put him on a back shelf because I was raised to believe that I had to handle all my own problems. When I started praying again, I can clearly see the steps he took me through to get to the top of that mountain.
What a breath of fresh air it was to stand there and look at that long valley beneath me, knowing that I would never have to walk through that same old valley again. Surely there would be other valleys, but I knew that I could and would be able to make it through.
Today that saying means something else to me. Instead of telling others to “walk a mile in my shoes” I am trying to imagine myself walking a mile in the shoes of others. God has shown me that what I go through is minor, even when it might seem major to others, and he has also shown me some of the deep valleys that others are going through. I see them in a different perspective now in comparison to my valleys. Today I am thankful that God has inspired me to imagine what it would be like to “walk a mile in the shoes of someone else.”
March 12, 2018 – Health
When I was younger, I was happy to get my meals. My mom worked hard to make sure we had enough food to eat. Granted, there were many lean times, especially near the end of the month and especially so when she had to leave her job.
When we moved to Cleveland and she worked a better position, we still weren’t rich, we really weren’t even comfortable. Costs for everything were much higher in the big cities than in the smaller ones. Rent and utilities had to be paid, and since my step father decided to go back to college, those payments had to be figured into the budget.
As my high school years passed, and finances got better, my mother began to make healthier choices for us. More vegetables were bought, she made sure we had dairy and fiber in our meals daily. She didn’t cook large meals because, as usual, my step-father was in college again, but there was enough for each of us to have a good portion.
When I was out on my own, I didn’t concern myself with healthy eating. I’d grab a burger at work before my shift was over and went on my way. For the most part, for years I seem to have pretty good health.
With our media outlets today, health blogs and research are just a couple keystrokes away. Over the last ten years I have researched many fruits and vegetables and what the healthy benefits of each one are. Especially now, with rheumatoid arthritis, which can mess with your immune system, it is best for me to eat as healthy as I can.
It seems that the prices for healthy food are outrageous. You can fill a cart with unhealthy food, but if you spend the same amount choosing healthy items, your cart is not even 1/3 full. I do the best that I can. For the most part, even with the diseases I have, I stay pretty well. Today I am thankful for the health that I do have.
March 13, 2018 – Empty
I’ve gone through a lot of emptiness in my life. It’s that awful feeling that settles in your gut, like something is missing. You lose your appetite, you don’t sleep, you keep going over and over in your mind the reasons you have this emptiness.
Your thought processes keep going back to the cause and you search for answers. Was it something you caused? Could you have done something different, said something different, would any of that made a difference.
We all go through different types of emptiness. The emptiness you feel when you might lose a job and have no idea where to look for another one, or the emptiness you feel when your children have grown up and moved out on their own.
There is an emptiness you feel when you experience the death of a grandparent, parent, sibling, or another family member. There is a hole there when you loose your spouse, when a long standing relationship ends or you lose a child.
There is one who can fill that emptiness with his love, mercy and forgiveness. He is forever by our side, just waiting for us to reach out to him, accept him, and believe in him. He wants us to empty ourselves to him, all our pain, all our sorrow and all our sin. Today I am thankful to know and love the one who has taken away my emptiness.