‘Keep On The Sunny Side’

I had a great compliment from a fellow blogger when they said, ‘that my blogs were always so positive.’

 

Being positive, toward life, is a decision that I made when I was a youth.

My mother and father, divorced when I was 6 years old.  I loved my dad…and could not understand how he left mom and I.  Mom suffered from the separation…for years…and really…church and a dedication to the christian life…was our salvation.

I found myself, during my childhood years, being able to think quite negatively about an abundance of subjects; including the lot that life had dealt mom and I.

 

I remember, distinctly deciding, to focus my attitude on the positive outlook of life and to ignore the negative occurrences that trouble all of us…along the path of life.

I am a worrier.  I worry about everything.  However, it has occurred to me on numerous occasions, that God is in control of our lives and we really need not worry about anything.

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We did not request entrance to this world…and our opinion has not been sought as to our time of exit…and so…enjoy the ride!

At one time…I was hungry…and now I understand and empathize with my brothers and sisters when they do not have enough to eat.

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At one time…I could not pay my bills…and I was working…18 hours per day.

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At one time…I was lonely…and God gave me a wonderful family.

 

At one time…people made fun of my clothes…and thought me less than capable of their achievements.

Through keeping an upbeat and positive attitude I have been able to trust God and work for; food and clothing and housing and land and positions of respect in the work and, general, community.

I learned that there is more that unites us…than divides us.

I have learned that my; Gay friends and my African American friends and my Jewish friends and my Latino friends and my Muslim friends…are true friends…and I am honored that they consider me their friend!

I learned that hard working, hard scrabble people, have some of the largest hearts!

 

I worried about my sons…but they have turned out to be, stellar, adults…and professionals…and gentlemen.

I worried about my, dear, wife and various health issues that she has battled…but she has always came through in good shape and with her, inherent, dry sense of humor.

I worried about, SIU’s Building Services, and the fear that we would be contracted out or that a member of my team would not be treated properly…but, we made it through…and I hear that some of my former colleagues…miss me.

I was asked to speak, a couple of Sundays ago, regarding  Stewardship…and what it means to me.

The governing body of the First Presbyterian Church is called the Session.  I was a member of the Stewardship, area, of this group, for 3 years.  I was asked to speak regarding the subject, what the church means to me, and I reflected on the many, precious, parishioners, that have passed away…since my, first attendance 20 years ago.

If I speak in church, which I have done seldomly…for many years, I ask God to help me and speak through me…as I am convinced that my, simple, words will have little meaning to the congregation.

We, humans, seek meaning for our lives…and assurance that someone is watching and that someone cares.

 

 

 

 

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