My book was self-inspired by my experiences as I struggled in my personal journey with God. After a broken marriage and living in a back-slidden state, I felt broken and beyond repair. I didn’t feel worthy of His love. But the Lord had different plans for me. He began to heal my broken spirit-one day at a time. God revealed the power of His love, as He began to bind up my wounds.
During this healing process I struggled with my faith. The Lord chose not to give up on me and to my surprise; I was entering into a new relationship with Jesus. My spiritual journey allowed me to forgive myself and others. For the first time, I felt close to the Lord and began a true and intimate relationship with my Father in Heaven. As the pain lifted, I was instructed to write this book. Every Story is a divine testimony inspired by God. The only credit I can take is that I chose to obey!
Excerpt
-As he sat down adjusting himself in my lap
He reached up with his small hand
His fingers slowly
Tracing
The crevices on my forehead
He smiled
And his body melted into my lap
With his cheek
Making a resting place
Upon my breast
Wasn’t it "The Little Prince” who said that everything that was important was invisible to the naked eye? For while I am sure this might be true, I think I saw a glimpse of this little princes' wisdom this afternoon all in the comfort of my own home.
As I was working on my computer and my 8 year old son was comfortably tucked in his cozy comforter watching an array of cartoons, it occurred to me how old I was. Now I don’t mean that I suddenly woke up from being in a trance. I mean it really hit me-“clunk” right on my head-I’m really 50. Not 41, not 45, and not even 49 any longer. I was only five years away from getting a discount on my meals. I was a mere five years away from being"A senior citizen.” As a matter of fact: I now qualified for some advantages that I couldn’t qualify for last year. I was now eligible to become an official member of AARP. Gee; why didn’t that seem very exciting to me? Why wasn’t I feeling like I was among the privileged now? I didn’t "feel" 50. And…most folks have even told me I sure didn’t look like your typical 50 year old.
Then why was it bothering me? What was my ultimate alternative? I looked over at my son and said”Ya know,if I could be 30 and still have you that would be great!”For some reason this got his attention. He quickly jumped up from the comforter that draped his body and replied,” Now why would you want to go and do that mom?” “Oh I don’t know, maybe because I’d be younger and I wouldn’t have all these wrinkles", I responded with a touch of sarcasm in my voice. Now we all know how smart our children are…right? Sometimes when we can’t see past our noses, they show up just in time to point us in the right direction. So you know what he said next?
“Mom, you don’t want to be 30 again.” “Why not”, I asked , wondering what words of wisdom were about to emerge from his mouth. “Mom… I love your wrinkles and if you were 30 then you wouldn’t have the wisdom you have now.” And plus…I love old people, they are so much smarter and wiser”, he added. I was left speechless for a moment. I couldn’t believe my little guy had so much wisdom to offer..ME. Wasn’t I supposed to be the wise one here?. After giving him a huge hug and a big sloppy kiss, I thanked him for being so sweet and trying to make his aging mom feel better. “It’s just the truth mom, that’s all”, he contorted.
While we are busy in our thoughts of absurdity…our children are our bricks of solidity. When we worry about superficial things, like wrinkles in my instance: the Lord will use the minds of our children to chime in a graceful word of wisdom or two. And…just when we think we know everything we need to know : the Lord will get our attention. Did he get my attention today? You bet He did! While I was busy wishing I could climb into a time machine and turn back my wrinkles…The Lord was busy trying to show me that wisdom gained was a much better quality. You know what they say? Out of the mouths of babes, right? So today while my insane thoughts scrambled
at the idea of how the world views beauty, I took the advice of an 8 year old boy and…God! I sat there for a few minutes and reflected. I had a couple of quiet minutes with my Father. As I prayed, I humbly inclined; Dear God: can I have some wisdom to go with my wrinkles?
Maybe “The Little Prince” was right. What is important aren't the things we can see, but the things we can’t.
Proverbs 16:31
The glory of the young is their strength; the gray hair of experience is the splendor of the old.
-As he sat down adjusting himself in my lap
He reached up with his small hand
His fingers slowly
Tracing
The crevices on my forehead
He smiled
And his body melted into my lap
With his cheek
Making a resting place
Upon my breast
Wasn’t it "The Little Prince” who said that everything that was important was invisible to the naked eye? For while I am sure this might be true, I think I saw a glimpse of this little princes' wisdom this afternoon all in the comfort of my own home.
As I was working on my computer and my 8 year old son was comfortably tucked in his cozy comforter watching an array of cartoons, it occurred to me how old I was. Now I don’t mean that I suddenly woke up from being in a trance. I mean it really hit me-“clunk” right on my head-I’m really 50. Not 41, not 45, and not even 49 any longer. I was only five years away from getting a discount on my meals. I was a mere five years away from being"A senior citizen.” As a matter of fact: I now qualified for some advantages that I couldn’t qualify for last year. I was now eligible to become an official member of AARP. Gee; why didn’t that seem very exciting to me? Why wasn’t I feeling like I was among the privileged now? I didn’t "feel" 50. And…most folks have even told me I sure didn’t look like your typical 50 year old.
Then why was it bothering me? What was my ultimate alternative? I looked over at my son and said”Ya know,if I could be 30 and still have you that would be great!”For some reason this got his attention. He quickly jumped up from the comforter that draped his body and replied,” Now why would you want to go and do that mom?” “Oh I don’t know, maybe because I’d be younger and I wouldn’t have all these wrinkles", I responded with a touch of sarcasm in my voice. Now we all know how smart our children are…right? Sometimes when we can’t see past our noses, they show up just in time to point us in the right direction. So you know what he said next?
“Mom, you don’t want to be 30 again.” “Why not”, I asked , wondering what words of wisdom were about to emerge from his mouth. “Mom… I love your wrinkles and if you were 30 then you wouldn’t have the wisdom you have now.” And plus…I love old people, they are so much smarter and wiser”, he added. I was left speechless for a moment. I couldn’t believe my little guy had so much wisdom to offer..ME. Wasn’t I supposed to be the wise one here?. After giving him a huge hug and a big sloppy kiss, I thanked him for being so sweet and trying to make his aging mom feel better. “It’s just the truth mom, that’s all”, he contorted.
While we are busy in our thoughts of absurdity…our children are our bricks of solidity. When we worry about superficial things, like wrinkles in my instance: the Lord will use the minds of our children to chime in a graceful word of wisdom or two. And…just when we think we know everything we need to know : the Lord will get our attention. Did he get my attention today? You bet He did! While I was busy wishing I could climb into a time machine and turn back my wrinkles…The Lord was busy trying to show me that wisdom gained was a much better quality. You know what they say? Out of the mouths of babes, right? So today while my insane thoughts scrambled
at the idea of how the world views beauty, I took the advice of an 8 year old boy and…God! I sat there for a few minutes and reflected. I had a couple of quiet minutes with my Father. As I prayed, I humbly inclined; Dear God: can I have some wisdom to go with my wrinkles?
Maybe “The Little Prince” was right. What is important aren't the things we can see, but the things we can’t.
Proverbs 16:31
The glory of the young is their strength; the gray hair of experience is the splendor of the old.
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