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i lIt was dawn my favorite part of the day. I looked through the window of my tiny bedroom this morning praying. I saw the white picket fence and the road. I looked at the neighbor's houses across the road. I was in this unit a year now and had only spoken to two neighbor's. I had given up everything, sold what little I had to follow the vision God gave me few years ago. I left everything with the promise growing in my belly of the vision He gave me. Here I was a year ago, His promise coming true in my life. His word is forever true and solid. What He promises, He delivers. It may not be exactly as you saw in your vision or imagined it, but it He does deliver in His perfect time in His way.
I thought of my previous house I had lived in for twelve glorious year. It was just over a year ago I sold it reluctantly. It was double story old beach house surrounded by lush tropical plants and shrubs. I saw myself in the various rooms of the house where I stood to pray. I could hear the waves. I could feel the warm breeze on my face as I sat near the door praying. My heart was happy. I was home with my husband and my family. We were very happy in this house. We found the Lord in a different level here. I pulled myself away to my current view. My view was different now.
I sat on the side of my bed trying to pray in tongues. I could hear my husband praying softly in the dining room as he does each morning.
It was still dark, summer cool morning was dawning.
I thought of the homeless people sleeping with nothing on them.
I thought of you. I wandered what could you see outside of your window?
Maybe you could see snow draped fashionably all over outside of your window. Maybe you have green mountains and fields with cows and goats happily grazing.
Maybe you can hear the dull flow of the nearby creek or maybe it's raining heavily this morning as you look through your bedroom window.
All our views are different this morning as I gaze through my window.
My view changed in a year. Little did I know then that God had another city for me. A different time zone, a different view. Life can change things in a blink.
We are waking up in a different time zones in a different weather. Some of us did not sleep all night. And unfortunately some did not make it to morning. Someone perhaps crawled without a home to return to, in front of a shop thinking about the childhood they had. A life that was snatched from them. They wandered how they ended up homeless on the streets. Their view was perhaps the hurried feet trotting by to get to their work.
Our views either it's looking outside our window or looking at life can change very quickly. Maybe you had it all going for you before, with a family, a job and a home and now you are standing alone looking through the window in a leased home.
I stood at the same window in the previous evening with hot tears dripping down my cheeks as I shared with God my heavy heart. But in the morning my tears had dried. Although my situation had not moved, but my view had shifted. I stood at the same window, with a different view.
Your view in life or outside your window will not stay the same.
Life changes. It will shift.
A little step here and a big step there, moves us to another window in another time.
We are only passers by. We are moving through. We are not staying.
A journey we are all taking. We cannot hold a view down. We cannot hold anything down. Don't be too rushed to pass through life. I remember being young I could not wait till I was a teenager so I could have a boyfriend like other girls.
Then when I became a teenager, I could not wait to leave home, leave my 'mean' parents who would not let me wear lipstick or things I wanted to wear.
I rushed through time and forgot to appreciate where I was at.
I could not wait to get married. I could not wait to have a baby.
I look back now and I realize sadly that I have raced through time. I barely enjoyed each season of my life. Each season I moaned and groaned. I mumbled and complained. I could not wait for the next season, for the next year and in doing so, I missed every opportunity to be happy, to cherish the many little blessings I was given.
Now I am older going through senior life changes and I look at my life on the hindsight. I see how I was in a big rush to get older.
I now long for those young days when I was being awakened by my mum for school. When I walked the gravel road alone talking to God to school. I could hear the neighbors dog barking, and someone calling my nick name they all so fondly used. Tears filled my eyes and my heart went all mushy. I can almost feel my mums breath as she gently pushed the blankets off me and I moaned protesting. I could hear her calling my name, telling me to get up or a stick was coming. I could hear myself mumbling and complaining why mum always called me, why not my sisters. I told her I was going to run away, to leave the house to work in the big city. Tears stated to roll down my cheeks as I remember my childhood days. How quickly they went. I wanted it to disappear so I could become a grown up and now I wanted them back.
I saw myself waking up early to ask my dad fifty cents before he went to work. I saw my siblings arguing about chores. I have not seen some of my siblings in years as they live overseas. I long for those young days, the moments when life was simple.
I miss my mother and my father who I thought they would be around forever.
I never stopped to appreciate them or tell them how much they meant to me. I just raced through life wanting to leave home, wanting to grow up and now I don't have them.
We want the next phase quickly, give me tomorrow Lord, today is too hard. We beg God for the next day hoping it might have something better while we are letting go of today at hand.
Instead of appreciating the moment, the season we are in, we long for tomorrow. But when tomorrow comes, we are still not happy. And then we are in our sixties and seventies and look at life and wander where did it all go.
Enjoy the season. That day will never come back.
That very day you want to get out of, will not return. You will look back and long for that day that you are now begging God to move you from. Your moment will never return. No one tells us these valuable lessons which only life teaches us but a little too late.
Let me encourage you today, to embrace the moment you are in, good or bad, it is a moment you are in and it is passing very quickly.
We can buy things in life, but we cannot buy time. We cannot buy the breath of God which has to return to him.
You only have the moment you are in now, the rest is a gift to us. Be appreciative of your moments, and live your life to the fullest. It goes very fast. When we are a child, it seems to go slow, but when we get older, it seems to race.
Your view will never be the same as the moment you have now. This moment is all you have. Cherish it. Love the people in it. And thank God for it. xx