Posted on Dec 12, 2019 | 0 comments

Fast approaching … little lights flickering in the window, beckoning those shivering in the winter cold to come inside and warm their bones with a mug of warmness.

So many Feasts of Dedication have come and gone. Memories, smells and sights that warm the soul…and some that, well, just don’t. There has been a lot of changes in the last ten years, and sometimes circumstances just seem to weigh too heavy on the heart to continue going forward. This year is extremely difficult, but I’m sure there are many out there that feel like they have a lump of coal in their stocking ehhh….gelt.

Well…I’ve got my lump of coal in one hand and my candle in the other….which one…which one….which one? It’s all up to me…only me. Which will I choose – life or death, blessings or curses? Seems like a pretty easy question, no? Maybe – maybe not. Just depends on ‘perspective‘.

So, let’s examine that term a bit and see what shakes out.

noun: perspective

1. the art of drawing solid objects on a two-dimensional surface so as to give the right impression of their height, width, depth, and position in relation to each other when viewed from a particular point.

2.a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something; a point of view.

While most of us would choose #2 as the best option – let’s look at #1 for a sec. If you stretch it a bit, that ‘solid object’ could very well be a ‘person’, you or me, as that solid object. Our two-dimensional surface is what most of us live in … past and future … trying to figure out all the details from our point of view. Our canvas of life doesn’t always give the right impression. Many times our view of life is simply warped by time, blurred by tears or smeared with anger, bitterness and frustration.

Then there’s the number two that always fits our definition. It’s simply our attitude about something…it’s ‘our perspective,’ our point of view. And we all have one don’t we? We have an opinion or view on absolutely everything! From whether to wear black or blue, whether fast food is good or bad, whether it is too hot or too cold…well, you get the idea. We’re full of opinions!

Both points are valid – we are who we are and we have been given the power of CHOICE. We simply need to choose wisely.

This year I face many choices – none of which I would have chosen if given choices. But I can, however, choose my perspective. After losing my youngest son, Jason, two years ago and my husband just last December and my oldest still sitting in a prison cell…well, a mother could truly ‘throw in the towel’ and no one would probably blame her. In fact, I know several ladies that are going thru their own private hells and they are in the same frame of mind. On top of the devestating loss, selling all you have and trying to maneuver by yourself to get through the day takes a toll, drains your motivation and wears a body out. What to do? What do you do?

The easiest thing I believe, is to just throw in the towel, give in to the depression and just give up. Yep….that’s the easiest way out. But… BUT … is it the WISEST thing to do? If you have had a difficult year or, like me, many difficult years, easy and wise seem as far apart as the moon is to the earth! But even if you are on the verge of taking the easy way out – it soon doesn’t seem so easy. There are so many things to think about … and then easy isn’t so easy. Again……perspective!

So what does one do when you feel like you are standing at the edge of the cliff…and people keep trying to push you off…or…you want to jump? What do you do???  Well, here’s a choice ~ STOP, DROP and PRAY.

When you’re circumstances are akin to a cesspool, than it’s time to just get real with the Holy One of Israel. Really get real. We were designed with emotions, with sensitivities, with a whole range of ups and downs and it’s silly and downright foolish to ignore or deny that we are complex human beings. It will also eat you alive if you let it. So….again, stop, drop, pray and cry out to God for help. He knows and sees you in all your ups and downs…so you will not surprise him in the least.

And after you have wrestled with your Elohim….take a deep B R E A T H…a very deep breath! In, out….in, out….in, out. Slowly allow your scrambled thoughts to drift down and settle before you so that when the dust clears, and the tears stop flowing ….. you will hear your heart…you will measure your breath…and you will hear the voice of God. You will hear him whisper in your ear and his words will pierce your broken heart and you will be comforted. His arms will be wrapped tightly around your frailness and his breath will fill your lungs. And….yes….then your ‘perspective’ becomes crystal clear ~ you can do it….you can go on one more day. And then another and another and another.  Perspective changes everything!


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