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Five daily blogs about life's 5 big choices on five different sites.
Somewhere along our journey, we get glimpses of heaven, nirvana, or some day dream of our life, in a different state than it is today.
Have you had a glimpse like that lately?
How long does your vision last?
How far apart do these wonderful, blissful moments surface in your consciousness?
What if we could summon them every day? What would that take?
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Ever decide to do something at the last minute, like an unplanned errand or something simple like that, and find yourself in a set of circumstances that just feels like God had planned it all along?
Last Friday was like that. Went to my Church to reserve a booth for the September Women’s Expo, and ran into Kim, the wife of Ralph, who selflessly lead our Men’s & Women’s Emmaus groups.
Kim and Ralph have a niece in Miami. And Bella is a miracle. The only person ever, in the history of the world to survive a very rare form of cancer.
Kim had in her hand one of only three copies of Bella’s book, “Why (Not) Me?”
With 180,000 books written each year and 80-million blogs and growing, not to mention Facebook, texting, email, jobs, news channels, You Tube……
Selling a book is next to impossible. All proceeds from this go to cancer research, so selling lots is important. Not to mention the hope and support this offers to others facing their cancer battles.
Bella’s video made me cry.
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Yesterday’s post posed a choice.
The challenge is, we are too afraid to choose, so we talk and think like this:.
“By and large, humans squander their lives with I’m gonna, I will when, soon as, next week, next year, when the kids…, when I retire, soon as the job slows down, this Fall, starting New Year’s Day, blah, blah, blah…”
This is why death is mostly sad, when in reality, it ought to be one of the most glorious times of our lives.
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Torment. Pain. Weight. Pressure.
This is what addiction can feel like.
It’s impossible to comprehend, unless you’ve been called out, voluntarily or, involuntarily.
Sitting here at the Orlando International Airport, listening to the TV broadcast a documentary on alcoholism.
Listening to the personal stories, each one different, each one the same.
Does someone you care deeply for have an addiction?
Do you?
The answer to the second question is always no, isn’t it?
If only it were true.
Personal responsibility is yours and yours alone.
This is a tough lesson to learn.
In the animal kingdom, if you don’t learn it, you become someone else’s dinner.
In a way, it happens to humans, just not in the literal sense.