It has been almost two months since I first set up this blog page...and this is my first post! It is a little scary to think of actually putting my thoughts out into the world for anyone to read. I have thought what I would write about. Not that much going on in my little world. I am pretty much your normal middle-aged lady. I work cause it pays the bills. I enjoy it, but it is not a passion. Our family is grown and out on their own for the most part. We are experiencing the whole "empty-nest" concept which is very interesting for me. I prefer to call it our "empty-next" because I know that we are just beginning to enjoy these years we have worked so hard for. We have been raising children for 31 years...that's 217 in dog years :o) and, believe me, I would relive those years in a heartbeat if it was possible. I LOVE being a Mom and I REALLY LOVE being Granny.
So maybe THAT is what I will write about....being an "Empty-Nexter". Who knows.
I have always wanted to be one of those people with a really fantastic success story; you know, the person who has lost 200 pounds or the guy who accidentally invented Facebook. It seemed like I needed one truly amazing event to celebrate by writing. What I am realizing is that life is not about one truly amazing moment or one fantastic success. Life is all about the small joys along the journey. That is where my blog should start I think; relating moments of joy along the path of my life. The little moments with big consequences. Some of those moments are joyful when they occur and others are not revealed as joyful until some time has passed and we are able to more clearly see the Hand of God at work. I think I will tell you my earliest true memory; the moment of joy that began this whole journey.
I was six years old. I don't really remember many details of my early years; but I clearly remember this one. I was out playing with the neighborhood kids as usual. This day I was playing with the girl next door who was about the age of my older sister. I do not remember what led up to this momentous discussion, but I vividly remember her telling me that I was not old enough to be a Christian. She said that I had to be twelve so I had to wait for six more years. Looking back now I realize that she was talking about the religious ceremony in her church; but to my young heart she was saying that I was not old enough to have Jesus live in my heart. I was devastated! I ran home to find my parents so they could tell me that this was not true. How could Jesus not live in my heart? I loved Him! It was unimaginable to my heart and mind. I am so blessed that I was raised by parents who loved God and taught us of His love for us. When I got to our house, I found my Dad and he took me into my brother's room to talk to me. He asked me what had happened and then he shared the Gospel of Salvation with me. It was what I already knew in my own childlike way, but it was made clear to me that I could invite Jesus to live in my heart no matter what my age. Dad knelt next to the bed with me and led me in the prayer that would set the course of my life forever. I accepted Jesus into my heart and He has been there ever since. That was Feb. 5, 1964; my spiritual birthday!
And so my blog begins with the most important day of my life. There have been many important events since that day, but none with the eternal significance of that moment. That decision has influenced every step of the rest of my life and I am so very grateful that I have known God's presence throughout the years since. I wish I could say that I have always taken the right steps and floated through life on flowery beds of ease; but that would not be true or helpful to anyone, including myself. I am still learning on this journey which is my life. It is exciting and frustrating all at the same time. You would think that, at my age, I would know a lot more than I do; but it's okay. God loves me and He will continue to teach me until the day I rest in the arms of Jesus. And that is a joyful thought indeed!
So we are off! I have officially posted my first blog. You know a little about me which is actually a little scary since I know nothing about you; but I hope that you have enjoyed reading my little story and that you will come again as I continue to write about the Joy of My Journey. Be blessed!
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