Dodging the Curve Balls

baseballSometimes life can throw some pretty significant curve balls. I wonder if the lesson in that is to drive home the truth of just how little control we really have.

We are the co-creators, the co-pilots of the lives we live. It’s our job to pay attention to our surroundings, learn the course we choose to take; know where we are and where we want to go, ensure that responsibilities are taken care of, and take action when we need to. And therein lies the question…

The pilot can change our course at any given moment without warning. When do we take action, and when do we let go? How do we tell the difference between an obstacle we need to push through, a challenge we must face, and a sure-fire sign that we need to stop and/or make a detour?

As I take a moment to stop to tune out the world around me and shut off the noise inside my head, leaving me to sit alone in silence, those are exactly the questions I ask within.

The message I receive is simple and clear, as it always is; Patience, learn to let go of the control you think you have, and trust that although you may have a plan, mine is greater.

 

 

 

Surrendering

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Father, I give You all my thoughts today. I would have none of mine. In place of them, give me Your Own. I give You all my acts as well, that I may do Your Will instead of seeking goals which cannot be obtained, and wasting time in vain imaginings. Today I come to You. I will step back and merely follow You. Be You the guide, and I the follower who questions not the wisdom of the Infinite, nor Love who’s tenderness I cannot comprehend, but which is yet Your perfect gift to me. ~ A Course In Miracles

Isn’t it beautiful?

Embrace Your Awesomeness!

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The Morning God Wept

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On December 14th, 2012 at 9:30 am, a heavily armed man dressed in black infiltrated Sandy Hook Elementary School and without a word opened fire.Teachers locked their doors. Children were ordered to hide in corners, closets, and cupboards. A quick-thinking library clerk locked and barricaded 18 children in a storage room giving them crayons and paper to occupy their minds. A kindergarten teacher covered the windows and locked the doors to her classroom, and an effort to keep her students calm, she read them a story. The principal, the school psychologist and four teachers lost their lives trying to protect those of their young students.

Despite their best efforts, twenty 6 and 7 year old children lost their lives. The 400 that survived, aged 5-10 years old, are scarred with the memory of a nightmare and left brokenhearted  to mourn their siblings, cousins, and friends.

Although the shooting lasted only a few minutes, it’s effect will last a lifetime.

Children were led hand in hand, eyes closed, as they made their way through the aftermath of terror.

Frantic parents met the children at a nearby Firehall. The pain of looking for their child or children in the middle of such a tragedy would surely have been unimaginable. As would have been the grief of the parents who were forced to identify their children from photographs taken at the scene.

Obama echoed the voice of every parent when he said “we will hug our children a little tighter”. Unfortunately for some, this simple act could not be carried out that night.

On December 14th 2012, flags flew at half-staff and candlelight vigils were held nationwide. Newtown’s St. Rose of Lima Roman Catholic Church was filled to capacity with mourners and people trying to make sense of a gross injustice, people searching to grab hold of an ounce of hope in the midst of complete devastation.

On December 14th 2012, the nation wept as 20 little angels were sent back home into the arms God.

RIP Sandy Hook Elementary Victims, children and school staff

May God heal the hearts of the little one’s who survived and hold in his heart the families of those who did not.

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Unfortunately, I could not locate pictures of Madeleine Hsu, Allison Wyatt, Benjamin Wheeler, and Arielle Richman. May they rest in peace.

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