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Savoring this Moment.

I am writing so that I may never forget.

Today, my little girl turned 21.

In days.

I just now finished rocking her to sleep, and my mind began to fantasize about her future. And then I realized this is the last time I will be able to hold her like this when she turns 21.

I take in her sweet little round nose, her bulging cheeks, her downy, dark brown hair.  I notice that there are slight curves on the edges, framing her face…will she have curls someday? Her green summer onesie has white polka dots, which accent the milk stains left over from her lunch.I  notice that her face is so different now from the day I met her, even though that was only 21 days ago. How much she has already grown!

Perhaps rocking her in the glider as she laid in my lap may seem like an everyday, and therefore insignificant, event; however, it is one of those small moments that I am taking to mark in my memory. One small detail of her babyhood that I will not allow time to rob from me.

Because the next time she turns 21, she will not be a babe of 21 days, but a young woman of 21 years. She will not be falling asleep in my lap as I rock her to sleep, as I marvel at her tiny, animated facial expressions that flash across her face, offering just a glimpse into her infantile dreams. No– she will no longer possess the total innocence that she has now. No more crying for food, no more holding my finger with pudgy little hands. She may even be married by then, and no longer belong to me.

So I will hold onto this moment because I know how time flies, and she will only be the sweet little baby that I now love and can hold in my hands for a little while longer. And I want to cherish each moment that she is.


Friends that passed, Friends that last

Technology is a wonderful thing. It makes it so much easier to keep up with our busy lives– cell phones, computers, the Internet…the list is infinite. The part that concerns me is that maybe technology is making life too convenient. Too easy.

Personally, I usually stay busy. School, work, activities, paying bills and errands only begin the list of distractions in my life. Pretty soon, I will be adding taking care of a baby on top of everything. I am sure that I am not alone. I believe that the majority of people have a similar lifestyle that is dictated by what we have to do, and other things we want to do for ourselves.

How does this on-the-go life affect our relationships? Recently, I have read about, heard a sermon about, and saw billboards about our friendships. These things made me think about all the friends I have ever had. Grade school, then high school, now college… Unfortunately, many of the friends that we talked to every day have somehow disappeared throughout the years. How does this happen to people?

Eventually, we fill up our schedules so much that we do not give time to our friends. We have all of our Technology to do the work for us. Work. Yes, maintaining a friendship takes work! I think that is what too many people do not realize until it’s too late. We need to be a friend for others, listening to them, sharing and making memories with them, helping them through the tough times. Now, we have Facebook to keep in touch with friends, so that we do not have to personally spend our precious time on our “friends.” We send them a message from time to time, check their page to make sure we know what’s the latest news in their life, probably more to satisfy our own curiosity than to genuinely check on them to see how they are and if we can help them in any way. Unfortunately, however hard it is to admit, the people we merely contact via the Internet or text message and other various means of technology, we are not contacting FRIENDS. They are our CORRESPONDENTS. People we message. Talk to. Merely correspond with.

How many of your correspondents would give their life for you? How many would help you in time of need? All 279 “friends” online? Only 100? 10? 2? None?

Do you know who your true friends are? I mean the people who you can count on, and that they can depend on you, too. The friends that will still be friends when you no longer see them daily at school or work or at the community center. Do you have any?

I must admit that I am just as guilty, which is the reason I got to thinking about this. I have neglected many relationships in my lifetime, as I am sure most people have. I have several people in my life that I truly can rely on and they know I am there for them, too. God forbid that I might ever become so busy for these few important people who have done so much for me that I would ever be unable to spare them a few hours of one day to spend with them. But I am only a sinful human being, and I make mistakes. I still feel regret over losing some friends in the past because I have overfilled my schedule and left no room for them.

If you value something in your life, you give it time. You spend hours watching your favorite TV shows, or working on improving a skill. You devote time to a hobby or to a significant other. If we can give time to all of these things, we should also be able to give time to the people in our lives that we value– people who are eager to give back to you.

Do not neglect your true friends. It is so easy with the American bustle of life, which seems to refuse its citizens any free time. But the truth is, you choose where your time goes. You can choose to let your relationships wither away, or to nourish them and watch them bloom. Technology is indeed convenient for keeping in touch, but do not allow your entire friendship to depend on that. Spend personal, face-to-face time with your friends, and you will develop relationships that will enrich you for a lifetime.



Will Work For Food

On our way to watch the holiday fireworks, we decided to stop at the local Speedway for some sandwiches to accompany our strawberries and chips…somewhat of a last-minute picnic idea. I liked the idea of enjoying a late snack while watching the sky ignite with bright colors, underlined with the still, reflective lake underneath, safe on our blanket in the grass. We have so much to celebrate: the most obvious being this wonderful country whose birthday we were observing that day. Thoughts of appreciation for my loved ones with whom I was about to enjoy the evening picnic filled me with warmth and excitement. How blessed am I to have such a supportive family in this beautiful land of the free.

As we pulled up to the gas station, we saw a scruffy older man holding a sign saying, “Will work for food.” Living in a big city, my first reaction is always filled with skepticism since so many people pose as beggars, just looking for free handouts. After all, begging does bring in a few hundred dollars a day sometimes. What great pay for just standing around asking for money!! However, upon closer examination, I saw this man was old and he did not have the physique to labor the way some of the con artists do. This poor man seriously was willing to work, even though his body was old and frail. Furthermore, he was not asking for handouts. He wanted to work…he wanted to earn his food honestly. Not only that, he was wanting food. Not money, just food. I began to wonder how long it might have been since his last meal. . .

When asked if he might like a sandwich, he didn’t seem to respond at first. When asked again if he’d like anything from inside, the old man mumbled “hot dog.” That was it. I couldn’t believe that’s what he really wanted. A hot dog?! How unfilling, unsatisfying, and cheap. But nonetheless, we went inside, bought him two hot dogs, a large gallon of water in hopes it might last a while in this dreadful summer heat, and a Hershey’s bar.

When we came back out, we gave him the food we bought for him and he only took it and muttered something about not wanting to touch us. Personally, I would not have been offended by the grime on his bony hands or the smell of the summer sweat, but he seemed self-conscious of his appearance.

I only interacted with him for a few moments, and I wonder what impact I might have made in that short amount of time. I may never meet him again, but he certainly has made an impact on me. I got to thinking about how sad it is that this world is so full of corruption and deceit…and because of that I hesitate to help people holding up signs for help. Many of them are indeed cons, but others are genuinely seeking the loving hand of a fellow human being who will stop long enough to lend them aid. How many people die of starvation because we turn a blind eye? How many do not have anyone to cherish or call “loved ones” the way I had been thinking of mine just moments before I met him?

I believe that everything happens for a reason, whether big or small. It was part of God’s will for me to meet that man this past Independence Day. Maybe it was to remind me that we are indeed ONE nation, and we should all work together in unity to survive. God has made and loves ALL people, and that includes those whom we overlook and despise. For that man, there was no family to watch fireworks with, no picnic to enjoy, no compassion to be found. I pray for him, and those like him, that God would open the eyes of those who have been blessed with much to share their gifts with those who have been given very little.

Thank you God for this nation, my family, and for my freedom, and for meeting all my daily needs. May I never become so preoccupied with my own blessings that I fail to see that you have given me more so I can share with the less fortunate. Open my heart to be generous and compassionate, and help us all to see that we are all people whom You love and all citizens of one nation. Help us all work together and help each other as brothers and sisters of this beautiful land you have given us. Bless our nation. Amen.