AN APPLE FRITTER A DAY
Enjoying The Sweetness of Life
Ever get on social media and become bombarded with negativity and things that stress you out or make you angry? I was thinking about this the other day. We use social media to connect with others, share family moments with loved ones far away, speak out against political correctness and the lunacy happening all around us. With the way the news media censors what we read and see places like facebook, twitter, gab, and others have become the avenue where real uncensored news can be found. That in itself is stressful.
Every once in a while I happen upon a post that is just so amazing that I watch it over and over again. The video below is one of these. I had to share it here because it is a reminder of who we really are. The mother is singing a praise song to her twins. Their reactions, while similar are still very different. They try to sing with her, and the simple joy they have listening to her voice reminds us of a bond that mothers have with their children that goes deeper than any in this world. I bet she sang to them while she was pregnant. Yes, for me it is another crying moment. Not because I'm sad, but because I can still hear my own mother's voice even though she has been gone from this earth for over a decade.
I'm not sure if it is my own age that seems to be quickly advancing that has caused me to reminisce about many things or if it is my newfound closeness with Jesus. Perhaps it is both. Imagine Jesus with a photo album of my life. We sit down together and he points to different times and says, "remember this? You were so silly here. Oh and here, you were all together and so happy. That was such a great day, how you all laughed!" Imagine Jesus purposefully taking us back to those memories to remind us how far we have come and how brief life is. Imagine Jesus coming to us when we were still in the womb. Imagine Jesus telling us about our life and what it would be like, "you will have joy, sorrow, and pain. You will have success and failure, but I have put deep in you a longing to know me. I have given you a family who loves you, and parents who love me. Someday we will meet in person, but until that time I will always be with you, caring for you. Quiet yourself and just imagine me from time to time. I will be there to whisper back 'I love you'. Have a great life!"
No matter what your personal story and who your parents were, the Bible tells us that God knew us when were being formed in our mother's womb. What would he have said to you? Is it so far-fetched to believe that he came to us there? To me, it isn't that odd of a thing to imagine. No matter where we go, he is there. He sustains us. He protects us. He guides us. He chose us. He loves us.
Take time today to enjoy those times when you could see God's hand in your life. Understand just how awesome he is to be able to be everywhere with all of his children and have time to personally take an interest in each of us. Remember An Apple Fritter A Day keeps the gloomy away, don't fritter life away. Enjoy every sweet bite!
You have searched me, Lord, and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand— when I awake, I am still with you.
If only you, God, would slay the wicked! Away from me, you who are bloodthirsty!
They speak of you with evil intent; your adversaries misuse your name.
Do I not hate those who hate you, Lord, and abhor those who are in rebellion against you?
I have nothing but hatred for them; I count them my enemies.
Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.