From a distance, the light that is found on the other side of this shabby building holds the promise of something better on the other side. The light is bright enough that the disrepair of the building is easily ignored if you keep watching the light.
Keep that thought in the back of your mind for a minute.
Every day is supposed to be a new “opportunity” and “adventure” if we have the “right” attitude. What happens if the unexpected happens and we don’t feel that life is “fun” any more? What if the events are so painful that we are ill equipped to handle them? What if our life loses all meaning because we are overwhelmed with the catastrophe we call “our” life?
There are many places to turn for comfort.
Friends found in Blog followers, and My Community Forum members.
Church leaders and members.
All are wonderful resources to walk with through life.
I’m softly treading through one of those “experiences” in my life. Everyone is there for me with wonderful advice and comforting human compassion.
It all helps me get through the day.
I can’t say that I’m quite myself right now, but I’m trying.
The list, however, is one short.
The one name I cried out for at the worst moment of my life.
The one name that I call upon all day and throughout the night.
Who is it, you ask?
God, my Heavenly Father.
The One who was at the beginning of my existence.
He is the Light that I focus on as I continue to walk through the broken down building we call life. Everyone keeps reminding me to focus on the Light because there is happiness on the other side of the pain.
I’m trying to trust.
I’m leaning on my list of people.
I’m trying so hard to believe in happier days without the tormenting thoughts that plague my mind and I return to my multi-tasking, nerdy self.
Okay. That was stretching it a bit. I’ll concede that I’m always nerdy.
Have you crossed through a deteriorating building and made it to the other side already? If you blogged about it, post the link. If not, feel free to share your story with us now. It will strengthen all of us and I need to hear your happy endings..