
Beachy Beach May Love Note
(Originally published May 23, 2017)
My notes are most always spawned by a lesson that I have learned along the way or am learning or a trial that I am walking through. Life sends us test to see if we pass them, to see if we really do mean what we say we are about. Life wanted to find out if I was living by the concept I hold dear that says, the gifts that are meant for me are for me and those that are not, they are meant to bless someone else. This past week I had to see if I could pass that test.
This lesson includes my husband, and thankfully we are on the same page when it comes to money and the value of it in our lives. It is just a tool and not a thing to be admired and certainly NEVER something I base a friendship on or hang any of my happiness or security on. Something in our business life hit us hard in our feelings category as well as the financial arena. We discussed it, we shook our heads a few times, we asked why what happened? We spent more than a few moments wondering what we should do if anything.
I realized that this event did not define whether I would receive the things that I need or the things that I can share with others. I decided long ago that to be successful my role in this world was to be a blessing and to be KIND NO MATTER WHAT and to LOVE NO MATTER WHAT. I also made a decision long ago that money was NEVER something that I would fight over or lose my peace over. I believe that rather than financial security I would seek financial serenity. The serenity is knowing that I am taken care of by someone much bigger than me.
As I was dealing with the hurt and the confusion over the event, it hit me that if I am doing what I am put here to do, If I am getting up each day and asking how I can be of service?....... If I am aware of all the goodness that surrounds me, I really don't have time to brood or lament why something did not happen the way I expected it to happen. I just had to smile and say it is my turn to be thankful that another was blessed and in their being blessed I certainly am not doing without. This reminded me of one of my fave stories that I will share with you.
Whenever I am disappointed with my spot in life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he had his heart set on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were announced, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what, Mum," he shouted, and then said the words that remain a lesson for me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer." Marie Curling This past week we were chosen to clap and cheer for someone else. This week I have more than enough!!! This week I am thankful for all of you and am so excited about celebrating a bright new day!!!
Love love love, Karen