The Journey Begins

Welcome. I'm so glad you stopped in to visit.

I turned 60 this year. More than half my life on earth is done. Maybe even two-thirds. The reality, though, is that none of us know if we have another year, one more month, week, day, hour, or even one more minute. We could be called from this life with our next breath, in the twinkling of an eye.

On one hand, I try not to think about it - although I do find myself scanning the obituaries and making mental notes of ages and causes of death and how the writer saw that person's life. There's something about being leashed to earthly things, about trying to slow down time, about accomplishing everything on the bucket list and then some. I wonder if I've done enough to prepare my family to press on without me. And yes, there is a hint of fear. I'll admit that. Yet I know that when my collar breaks and I'm loosed, I will race into the welcoming arms of Jesus. As I write that, I think of my childhood dog, Duchess, a Brittany spaniel who was confined to a kennel. And when we opened the gate to let her run, she was so excited that she tore up and down and round and round, 2 ears to the wind, tongue dragging, dirt flying. Total joy! I can only imagine.

So I've been looking at everything I do, everything I say, everything I own with an eye toward eternity. And I've been culling my "treasures," selling and giving them away, holding things more lightly, feeling more free, and hoping to focus more on things that really matter. I want my life to count and to be ready when the count is out.

I enter blogland late as another voice sharing my heartaches and hopes with a dose of humor. My prayer is that anyone who shows up to share my journey will be blessed, encouraged, and inspired to reach up and out to the One who is the source of life and light, who is our only hope, that the mist would lift a little, and that they would see Him a bit more clearly.

"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Luke 12:33-35

Where is your heart today?