Respecting and Appreciating Life…….

From this past Tuesday evening until last night at 730 pm made me REALLY look at my life as a whole.. Talk about being traumatized!
Life is something that I earnestly do not feel that no one RESPECTS until something tragic occurs in their lives…
I am not even talking about losing a loved one… I am talking about when things happen via ourselves… It is a goal to try to go to sleep as well as wake up with no regrets…

I totally understand the clich’e to live every DAY like it is your last!…However, over the last few days – I would rather live every MOMENT as if it were my last.
When you feel as if you are about to die – sooo sooo many things REALLY DO flash in your mind and the space that you are in seems to be sincerely spinning out of control.

The first and ONLY word that came to mind was to say JESUS…which I did a few times…. and when you “have that REAL feeling” in the natural and in the spiritual that you are indeed dying…. It really feels / felt as if there is no going back! The next and ONLY line that came to mind was Lord, please forgive me of all of my sins and don’t let me be lost!
My son was standing there in TRAGIC UTTER FEAR because I have taught him that when you feel that you are dying…about to die…on your death bed…etc..etc..etc.. DO NOT THINK ABOUT SAYING – ” OH MOMMY“
You better think…scream…say and feel HELP ME AND FORGIVE ME JESUS ONLY! Therefore, he obviously recalled all of our conversations because when I was not able to breath he freaked out but when I started saying Jesus… and Lord help me…. Jesus forgive me of whatever of my wrong doings… Oh God – do not let me be lost…
Well at this point – HE EXPLODED and started screaming and crying ..Lord please help my mom and don’t take her.
So even in the midst of my terror ..it was nice TO HEAR that my son knew God…respected the things that I told him of God and even BELIEVED the things because it surely showed. He cried out to GOD on behalf of me. It was bitter sweet…..

Bitter because at those moments.. I knew that I was on my way off of this earth… and sweet because wow… what a sight to see and a joy to hear how my son was talking to the LORD.
He knows that mommy or grandmom cannot get him into Heaven.. he has to do the work himself. We can pray for our loved ones..especially our children but they have to do the work.
I recall having a conversation with my now teenage daughter that I may be able to get you an interview but you have to get the job on your own wording – choices – body language – etc. She has a part to play and her part is bigger than the one that I can do.
Yes! I am a saved and Christian – God – fearing woman…However, reality is that the no one is EXEMPT from falling even behind the “little things” that we find ourselves doing.
What we may think is small ….to God it is all HUGE – because he wants total change and indeed that is always my goal. Change for the better.
Thanking God for another chance….another try…at this thing called LIFE.
My 9 1/2 year old son …my mommy and sister is as well!!
Glad to just be alive on today….
Just a thought – “you do not ever want to be FORCED” to be grateful…..
