“Procrastination is the arrogant assumption that God owes you another opportunity to do what you had time to do.” Some of you may have seen that on my timeline yesterday. When I first read that, it was like an arrow right between my eyes! Oh man! That hurt. I am the BIGGEST procrastinator ever! Reading that statement made me feel like all those times I don’t do what I’m supposed to do (what He has called me to do), is a slap in God’s face. That hurts my heart. I am keenly aware during this season of life, that tomorrow is not guaranteed. We have no idea if we will get another chance to tell that person we love them, forgive or accept forgiveness, tell someone about Jesus, show that person kindness, give something of ourselves (that we probably won’t miss anyway), spend time with someone who needs a friend, make that phone call, etc. I have procrastinated on every level. I don’t know about you, but procrastination causes me a ton of stress...way more than it would have just doing i...
March is Brain Injury Awareness Month. I found the following conversation from six years ago that may represent what many caretakers of brain injury patients go through or have been through. Maybe it will give you some insight into the aftermath of brain injuries. I also found this picture of Isaiah from that time six years ago. _____________________________ We were in the car when I told Isaiah he had lint in his hair. He never remembered to brush his hair, so it was a common issue. It made him mad. He told me I didn’t need to say that to him. What?! I explained that it wasn’t a criticism and I figured he’d want to know if he had something in his hair. That annoyed him even more! I told him that when I tell his Dad that HE has something on his face or something like that, he tells me THANK YOU. So, that’s probably what he should say too. He then explained that it’s okay for me to tell him that something is on his face, but not that there is lint in his hair. “What would you rathe...
The other day was my husband’s birthday. This picture is a snapshot of a video our oldest daughter took of me and my husband when we were dancing together (and subsequently shared with friends on Snapchat). It was a wonderful feeling, even though the night wasn’t what I had originally planned in my mind. I was extremely disappointed that we couldn’t have the type of 80s Hip-Hop (my hubby is from the Bronx. Birthplace of Hip-Hop) party we had hoped to have with lots of friends and family around, but we adjusted and celebrated in a different way. Friends and family got together for a Zoom Birthday Party. It was a time of dancing, laughter, and reminiscing through the music of the 80s. Leading up to the party, I had many moments that were just upsetting. Nothing seemed to go right, and then it didn’t go right again. Have you had days like that? Days where you are sure Satan put your picture on a bullseye and proceeded to throw darts at it? Yep. That was my day. But you know what? Througho...
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