Hello Again!

Wow, another week already! Boy, it flew by fast! I’m hardly ready for this post, ha ha.

I was reading a devotional this morning, and it was all about how God prepares us for great service through humble means. The example was how David started out as a shepherd and became a king. Being a shepherd hardly seems preparatory for being king one day, yet his experiences served him well once he got to where God wanted him to be. Very interesting, since I have often wondered what the point of my life was and what good I was to anybody with this crazy disease. I almost ended it a couple of times because I was so depressed and felt I was no good to anybody. I was a burden to everyone; my seventy-three-year-old mother had to do my laundry, shop for groceries, take me to doctors’ appointments, and make my meals as well as help me out financially. This bothered me greatly as I felt she should have been enjoying her golden years instead of taking care of and worrying about a grown woman.

Then, a close friend of mine suggested I write a book, and that I did. Then, a couple years later, my publisher called me and wanted me to fly to Los Angeles to pitch it to television and film producers. Hmmm….could this be where God wants me to be? Then, I began writing this blog.

Ok, this makes sense; I started out down a rough road; I was sick, and I was poor. Well, actually, I still am, but that could change, and maybe, sooner than later. If it ever really comes to fruition, I will be where God wants me to be and what God wants me to be; I could be an advocate for the cause, and how wonderful would that be! What a legacy! I would be both proud and honored! Do I know for sure? No, I don’t. Maybe that is how Gods’ purpose will be worked out, maybe it won’t be, but where I wind up and wherever God leads me through this, count on one thing. It will be big, because it will be Gods’ Will, and with God, all things are possible.

I began this journey humbly. I suffered. I was poor. I was angry. These were my, “shepherd,” days. That changed at the end of last year. God revealed to me how blessed I truly am. I was reminded how, throughout this horrible journey, God brought many wonderful people into my life who were willing to help me, whether it be listening to me, praying for me, helping me physically, or helping me financially. I have been a “shepherd,” to my readers by sharing my thoughts, feelings, and experiences in hopes I could help at least one or two people. One day that will change, and, through God, I will be led to do even bigger and more wonderful things! My life seemed so insignificant for so long, but it was those little things, those “shepherd,” things which got me where I am today, and where I will be someday when I have been fully been prepared by God. There is nothing wrong with being a shepherd! You must be a shepherd to prepare for wonderful things! I am grateful for the experience!

Remember, if you are thinking your life doesn’t mean much because you are sick. it isn’t. Every little action or word has meaning, and you just might be changing someones’ life for the better simply by being on this planet.
Have a wonderful week, everybody.
Beckie

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