Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve last written, but just a second ago that I was blessed.
I’ve been reflecting a lot these past few days…haha which I do quite often. I’ve been thinking about all sorts of things, like my years in college, what I would wear to work, how many days and hours I have left until the day of my big exam, what I would buy for mother’s day this year, etc. Nothing big. But as I’m forced to ‘grow up’ these days I’ve been feeling off or weird. Like I’m floating on a cloud watching time tick past me at a constant rate. Where did it all go? It was just yesterday I was running around in my underwear, having my grandmother chase me down the alley in her car to reprimand me for running away from my dinner again.
No matter what I do or say, I’ll just keep getting older and older. As I began to reflect, the faces of my mom and dad came to mind. I’ve been such a horrible daughter these past 23 years. I mean, I always tried to tell myself that with love comes great sacrifice, but today the sacrifices they made for me to have a better life was so clear and evident. For example today I went to go pick up my fixed car, which had been previously semi-smashed by a tree…I didn’t need to get it fixed, nor did I want to, but my dad took the initiative to do so even if it costed him half or even a full days of wage. He even cleaned the stains on my seat, vacuumed the floors, filled up my gas tank, and got an oil change for me. Right afterwards, I went to go visit my mom at work, and even though she was busy with customers, she took me to the back, pulled out the lunch she had packed for herself and shared it with me even when I had already eaten. If this is the heart of my parents, imagine what the heart of our Father in heaven looks like for us.
Sacrifice.
This is something I haven’t been doing much of, not for my family, not for others, and especially not for the Lord. I walked out of the beauty salon real fast in order not to cry. Man. I thought to myself, I hope I’m not just being emotional again, like every girl gets. As I sat in my car for a couple of minutes reflecting on my attitude I resolved to be more pro-active with the people around me. Sometimes I need to slow down and recognize my parents. I am so grateful for their love and hard work. I felt a rush of fire, or maybe it was the holy spirit, to do more in life then to get a great job, have a wonderful family, but to create somewhat of a dent. I never realized how much their actions would resound in my life, but it has. Now it’s my turn to give. I always wanted to ask God why He placed me with this specific family when I crossed the pearly gates of Heaven, but now I know.
Praise the Lord for parents, and for the ability to serve others in this way. Praise the Lord for sacrificing His precious son on a cross for sinners like me. I give thanks, and praise today for the sun, my computer, the desk I’m sitting at, and for the freedom of life I have in Him. May we continue to praise and give thanks to our Father in Heaven for the great and small sacrifices He’s done for us.
Thank you Abba.
