Monday Musings

In 2019, I’d never have guessed I’d have face masks hanging from my shower wall awaiting to dry.

In 2019, I’d never have thought of driving into our favorite North Georgia mountain town to find one great restaurant after another either closed early, have outdoor seating only, take-out only or have such dismal cleaning abilities that you’d not want to eat there.

In 2018, I never once worried about whom I could hug on a Sunday morning or whom I couldn’t, unless she was a visitor and then, I’d give it pause to not seem too much.

In 2018, I never once thought about how many people across the nation were dealing questions of, “Should I go or stay?”

In 2017, we had concerns around the world about sickness, desolation and fear; yet, we faced it together. We faced it with purpose.

In 2017, we glanced through the hour glass of time, wondering what the future might hold; yet, we glanced with hope, with promise for a better tomorrow.

In 2016, we had disagreements and didn’t see eye-to-eye; yet, that was a “normal” with which almost all of us could live. It was ok to disagree. It was ok to be at odds.

Life just went on.

I wonder how much has to change in 2020 to wake us up from our slumber.

I wonder how many have to be lost before we realize “that normal” is no more and “this normal” is here to stay.

We have to quit “glorifying yesterday” in order to live for tomorrow and be present in today.

We have to quit pointing the fingers and finding the blame in order to live determines and strong.

If we are to not simply survive…

If we are to choose to THRIVE, then, it starts with you and me…

It starts today…

And it must start now.

“Almost universally, when people look back on their lives while on their deathbed […] they wish they had spent more time with the people and activities they truly loved and less time worrying about aspects of life that, upon deeper examination, really don’t matter at all that much. Imagining yourself at your own funeral allows you to look back at your life while you still have the chance to make some important changes.” — Richard Carlson, Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff…and It’s All Small Stuff

8 thoughts on “Monday Musings

  1. Well put, Mia. . .

    May I add sour note? Unless there is a change, the words of Barry McGuire, 1965, will be prophetic: We’re on the Eve Of Destruction.

    I was in high school at the time he sang that mournful song, that song of protest at violence around the globe. Watts, in Los Angeles, was burning. Nam was a horrific destination for too many young men, and some young women. And the Beatles released the hit song, “HELP.” We indeed needed it then, as we do now. But to whom did America cry “HELP”? Only five years later, in 1973, we began our downward slide with Roe -v- Wade.

    Lessons learned, or maybe not, but worth passing on anyway:
    Train up a child in the way he [or she] should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it. Prov 22.6
    [The Word of G-D] is a lamp [for our] feet and a light [for our] path. Ps 119.105 [G-D’s Word lights up where we are, who we are. G-D’s Word lights up the path set before us, upon which we ought to walk. It shows us the first few steps, and as we walk His light reveals the next few steps. Eventually we arrive, those of us who are Children of the Most High G-D through Jesus, to an eternity of Peace with Jesus.

    Be Safe. Hold on the the Faith you’ve received from Jesus.

    L-RD Bless, Keep, Shine upon you and yours in all ways, always. . .

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    • All of this is so true. We’ve always had disasters and crises. It just depends on what we do with them and to whom we look for our help! I pray our nation looks up, because I truly believe our redemption draws nigh! Blessings to you and yours!

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  2. Definitely different but we have an opportunity to learn from it. It has also provided time for some of us to do other things we may not have before. Thanks for this post 😊

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