Living and Dancing
John and I and a few of our kids attended a couple local church services here in Houston last Sunday and I was really blown away by a number of things. It blessed us right where we’re at!
Wow! The choir at one church was massive, including an additional guest choir, and when they all sang it reminded me of a small bit of heaven. I couldn’t stop crying every time we all sang together! Can you just imagine a gigantic space filled with the rich and harmonious voices of a multitude of angels? I was so blessed and thankful for the opportunity!
I do seem to cry a lot lately. So many things that come into my mind are just sad. My most common thoughts are about what life will look like after my wonderful, kind, generous, loving, handsome husband has gone to be with Jesus. I think about not wanting to ever go on a cruise again because who will be my roommate? And don’t get me started on how I don’t want to be in charge of our finances. The list goes on.
But I don’t want to keep thinking about these kinds of things. So, I have been deciding with my will to choose to think about lovely things. I am wanting to control my mind and think about thoughts that are better for my heart. I want my mind to dwell on things that are pure and right and true.
““Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.””
It isn’t easy to control our minds. We think about all kinds of junky thoughts as we go about our days, like, what if I drive off the side of the road, or what if something horrible happened to my child, or of a variety of scary things that could -- but most likely won’t-- happen to us. I don’t want to be controlled by scary thoughts or sad thoughts or thoughts about things that may never even happen.
Wouldn’t our lives be better spent dwelling on the blessings we’ve received or how we can help others with our time and with the particular gifting we have been given? I would much rather spend my days being happy and thankful than sad and discouraged all the time. What about you?
Sunday service was a glorious reminder of how much I have to look forward to in this life and in the one to come and how much I have to be thankful for.
I don’t want to forget to live each day. I want to be alive. Someone suggested that each day is another day to “dance”. I want to spend my days living and dancing!