Peace of My Heart

An encouraging voice to drown out the noise

~When Life Is Just Too Short~ May 19, 2015

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Days ago I opened the ol’ WordPress app on my phone and typed this title. That was it, no meat, just a headline that popped into my head for no apparent reason. I didn’t know what the post would be about until I read about a horrific accident in another state.

A caravan of family members were traveling home from a wedding when a semi caused a multi car accident. The first vehicle carried a pregnant mother and her toddler son. In separate vehicles were the husband & father to the pair and a set of grandparents. Immediately the news made us aware that the young boy was tragically killed. His grieving mother had to have an emergency c-section one month shy of her due date. I, along with every other person with a shred of faith I am certain, prayed for this family and that their sweet newborn would survive. He did not.

As I read the news yesterday, I simply cried. There is no way to fathom what this family is facing. As I wept for people I have never met, this title came back to me. While this is not the first time a terrible tragedy has occurred, it is one of those instances when life was definitely just too short.

It’s an expression I’ve heard my entire life but what does it mean? Life is too short for what exactly? And why does it take a death to remind of us just how fleeting it is?

Too short to live with regrets.

Too short to hold unforgiveness in your heart.

Too short not to dream.

Too short…

“Now listen, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. Instead, you ought to say, “If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.” (James 4:13-15 NIV)

The hard truth of the matter is, we haven’t the faintest idea when our time will be up. We are not guaranteed a certain number of years with our loved ones. We are literally not promised tomorrow. So now what? What do we do with this knowledge that we’ve really always known but oftentimes choose to ignore?

Live every single day as though it is your last. Cliche, maybe, but a simple truth just the same.

Don’t hold in the sentiments, say them frequently and mean them!

Dream BIG!! Stop limiting yourself and God. Trust that He will give you the desires of your heart and allow Him access to plant them there!IMG_7245

Prayers of peace and comfort for all of those dealing with loss today, tomorrow, and everyday to come. May we not be so consumed by the what-ifs of tomorrow that we let today slip through our grasp.


~Life is but a Breath~ May 22, 2013

Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.  Remind me that my days are numbered-how fleeting my life is.  You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.  My entire lifetime is just a moment to You; at best, each of us is but a breath.”

(Psalm 39:4-5 NLT)

Every day we are faced with reminders of just how brief our time on earth will be.  Horrific tornados have claimed the lives of many, including little children.  Closer to home, a young girl lost her life in a tragic accident.  The moment I heard the news, this scripture came to mind.  When my momma’s heart was breaking, all I could think about was God’s Word.

What really bothered me, after the news set in, was how I reacted.  Immediately I softened towards my children, thankful that I had every one of them in my presence.  The remainder of the day, I let things slide that normally would provoke my irritation with them.  I could feel a rebuke in my spirit.  Why does it take some horrific event to make me truly cherish each moment with my family?  If I keep these words from Psalms at the forefront of my mind, maybe I would not be so careless in taking my loved ones for granted.  I turned the words on the page into a personal prayer, “Lord, help me remember that my days are few.  Tomorrow, I could be the momma faced with devastating news.  Help me, Lord to be grateful for every moment you give me here on this earth.”

As I was hurting so deeply for this broken family, one of my boys was getting lippy with me.  He was completely unaware that anything was bothering me, he was simply being his typical pre-teen self.  And I couldn’t help but thank God that I had my boy here even if to fight with.

I hope that each one of us would take to heart just how precious our time here together is.  Let us not wait for the next national or local tragedy to open our eyes to how blessed we truly are and be thankful for every day, even the bad ones.

“You do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.”life-as-but-a-vapour2

(James 4:14 NIV)