Murraytalk

Happy, positive and determined had become my new way of living life; at least that's what I thought. But, we all know that life isn't that easy. I was positive in my thinking, but I always seemed to leave the window open just enough for a negative thought from my past to slip in and challenge my thinking. The majority of the time I was able to dismiss them, but I had one week in the late 80's that put up a good fight. It was difficult for me to climb out of bed each morning and function, and harder for me to smile. My smile had always seemed to get me through the worst of days, but this time I struggled. A good friend of mine, June, stopped by one day as I was lying on the carpet lifeless watching the kids play. She kept asking me if I was okay, and I tried hard to sound convincing that I was, but I wasn't even buying it. For the first time in my life the fight had left me and I didn't know how to get it back. This was my suffering, and it was just there. I had...

I have a daughter that is struggling with believing that there's a higher power - even though she was raised going to church she stopped believing as years went by. At some point in her life with the way her life was going she started questioning if there really was a God, because if there was, why? You know... why is my life this way, why am I going through this, why don't I hear you speak to me God... why, why, why? I myself have had my bouts with the why's at certain times in my life. God seems to be the first one to question when life isn't going as we planned. Tuesday evening she prayed with a group  -  Wednesday she had enough of her prayer answered to give her some hope and a bit of faith that she had lost over the years. The excitement of her telling me about her prayer and what had transpired was priceless. It's baby steps! Love your Thursday!!!!