It’s all a matter of perspective

Why I feel the need to be so totally honest on my blog lately, I don’t know. I mean I thought posting a picture of the “real” me would probably scare quite a few of you off. But you’re still here. Hey Mom, Dad and My Genius Better Half

Over the weekend I started feeling very sad. I don’t really know why other than it happens religiously once a month. I really hate to use that as an excuse, but every month? Ok, so maybe it was satan attacking me. Yeah, we’ll go with that. I’ve been trying to stay upbeat and positive about going to She Speaks this weekend. I’m nervous. I don’t feel like I fit in like I think I should with certain people, and I’m trying to remind myself it’s ok. God has a plan. He might not want me to click with those people. Maybe there are others at the conference that I need to reach out to.

If you know anything about me, you might realize it’s not easy for me to be optimistic and positive — normally speaking, I have a tendency to look at what could go wrong with anything and everything “just to be prepared.” Negative thoughts started flooding my brain. I couldn’t breathe. Well, my brain couldn’t breathe, I was breathing just fine.

Saturday was a rough day and Sunday morning Duck asked if I wanted to go to church. No, I don’t. I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay in bed and feel sorry for myself. But I stopped and thought. That would just make the devil happy if I didn’t go to church. Then I got mad. Forget him. I’m not going to let him win. So there. We went to church. Duck’s group played for a Sunday evening service at another church and I went to that too. So there devil.

I felt a lot better after Sunday ended because the focus wasn’t on me any more. It was on uplifting praise-filled music. It was on the sermon and sunday school lesson.

Then Monday morning came. I got the news that a young lady I’ve played softball with and against was killed this weekend. She was evidently at a family reunion, and she along with 20+ others were crossing the street. A car crossed the yellow lines, hit them (killed the lady I know and another) and ran off. They do have him in custody. She will definitely be missed on the softball field. Many of us have known her for years.

This week I’ve been looking at things from a different perspective. Life is short. You never know when your time to go is and you need to make the best of it while you can. So, I’m focused on God and what He has planned for me today, tomorrow, and this weekend.

Please pray for She Speaks: all who are attending and presenting, especially the team who is working so hard to organize everything! Pray for Julie Hatch’s family as well as the ones who are still in the hospital hit by this guy. Pray for the guy too. He’s going to be in jail for a very, very long time. I pray God brings a lot of good out of this tragedy.