Often times I feel so alone but what picks me up and lightens my mood is thinking about Jesus. My life is not perfect but it’s hard at times when you suffer from depression. You think life can’t get better, there is only dark clouds hanging over you. Words in your mind telling you, you’re no good, you have nothing special or good to give to anyone, you’re worthless. I think of my life as grains of sand some-days this sand sparkles other days it’s gritty and dark. My mind over-thinks often and I get exhausted really easily and nobody seems to understand but one has to look at the bright side every day is a struggle and a blessing in disguise. From a warm cup of coffee, to being able to go to work and have a roof over my head, food in my cupboard and a bed to rest my head.
They say your mind can be your best friend or your worse enemy it’s how you perceive yourself. Don’t become a slave to your mind is what God is telling me and you if you feel the same way. There is always hope and sunshine.
I see a lot of things nobody seems to notice; the Lord has given me an inquisitive mind. I saw a poor tabby cat that was hit by a car laying on the side of the street this morning on my way to work. I couldn’t do anything but feel heart-broken for the poor kitty as my bus sped by. I tried to call the animal control but they won’t do anything. The poor cat I believe had passed away but still that was someone’s pet someone’s beloved little friend and all I could do was cry and say a little prayer to the Lord to look after the fur-baby and bring him/her to heaven and comfort it’s owners.
Life is so precious you just never know when or how long anyone has on this earth even the animals know of loss and pain. I stood at the bus-stop so chilly and cold this morning, in between the trees lay someone whom had lost their home no place to lay their head and was covered in a tarp to keep warm. I thought to myself wish I had something to give them to keep them warm. Even my coat would do but wouldn’t fit them and how unfair and unkind this world is when we walk on by someone that is on the street. Makes you ponder and not forget those whom sit on the streets to give a man a pair of shoes, or coat, a cup of coffee, or a warm hug even gives them back their dignity.
Someone had walked up and down my street rummaging through the garbage’s white pieces of tissues were discarded on the sidewalk and reminded me of tiny white flags of defeat. In the tree outside of work was a large white garbage bag it was caught in the tree branches and blowing in the wind like a giant white flag it represented. It’s like God saying I give up, let there be peace in the valley, but nowhere is there found peace in the hearts of man only feelings of uneasiness, rushing around too fast you get dizzy and heart-burn. Nights spent watching tv while eating microwaved dinners or sitting over one’s “smart-phones” and nobody looks up to talk to each other because they’re too busy texting each other.
I met a man today whom wore a mushroom hat and had on furry slippers he told me he hopes the chemo he was having would take away the hair on his feet. We both shared a laugh but as this man dressed to bring laughs and joy to those around him, you could still see the pain on his face. Someone whom lifts the spirits of others by dressing in the most bizarre costumes. But why do we take life so serious, act like we’re better than others, dress to impress, what we need to do more in life is not only slow down and smell the flowers, enjoy life, bring happiness to others and encourage those around us. That’s all God wants from you and me and that’s to be happy. This kind soul didn’t care what he looked like only that he could make those around him whom are also suffering or hurting smile or laugh.
We could all learn a little something from the man in the mushroom hat and hairy feet slippers.