Achieving Your Dreams

Has anyone ever really done that?

When I look at the shambles that is my life, I am amazed.

I always thought when you tried to do everything right, played by the rules, sacrificed, worked hard and loved that you would live “happily ever after.”

To quote Nick Cage in Moonstruck “We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die!  The storybooks are bullshit!”

The biggest disappointment I have ever found in life was the fact that you can’t change other people.  You can’t make someone love you if they don’t, no matter how hard you try to make it work.  It shouldn’t be this way, but then a lot of things shouldn’t be that way.

I guess that’s why I like “The Station.”  Here is a reprint if you are not familiar with it.

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The Station

by Robert J. Hastings

Tucked away in our subconscious is an idyllic vision.  We see ourselves on a long trip that spans the continent.  We are traveling by train.  Out the windows we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hillsides, of city skylines and village halls.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination.  On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station.  Bands will be playing and flags waving.  Once we get there so many wonderful dreams will come true and the pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle.  How restlessly we pace the aisles, damning the minutes for loitering – waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.

     “When we reach the station, that will be it!” we cry.  “When I’m 18.”  “When I buy a new 450SL Mercedes-Benz!”  “When I put the last kid through college.”  “When I have paid off the mortgage!”  “When I get a promotion.”  “When I reach the age of retirement, I shall live happily ever after!”

     Sooner or later we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all.  The true joy of life is the trip.  The station is only a dream.  It constantly outdistances us.

     “Relish the moment” is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24: “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.”  It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad.  It is the regrets over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow.  Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us of today.

     So, stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles.  Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more, cry less.  Life must be lived as we go along.  The station will come soon enough.

And all of us will be getting off then so I did as the gentleman suggested and I ate more ice cream tonight.  I know I can’t live forever and as someone who painstakingly always ate right and worked out the first half century of my life, I hope my body can withstand the extra fat and sugar.  If not, I’ll find out soon enough.

I’m eating ice cream for two now.  Me and my broken dreams!

 

 

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The Meaning of Life

I still have the first wall art purchased for my first apartment.

I still have the first wall art purchased for my first apartment.

If you blog you probably are someone who has enough introspect to wonder why you are here.  Why any of us are here.

I would contemplate that I was here to one day make some huge difference in the world like Mother Theresa or Gandhi.  I used to think that people who really cared ran away from the 9 to 5 and went overseas to do mission work or something equally as dramatic.

I now realize that this is not for everyone and that usually good people are needed right where they are.  In the first place you would need to speak the language of any foreign nation you go to or you wouldn’t be able to ask them where the rest room was, let alone communicate anything important to them.  If everyone up and left for another land, who would minister to all the needy in their own town?

As an ex-workaholic, I have ministered to co-workers as well as some of my customers.  Even when I worked for “the man!”  I actually had one woman look me up later to thank me for taking the time to speak to her as a person, spiritually, that went beyond just helping her resolve the financial problems she was struggling with at the time.

It’s the idea of blooming where you’re planted.  That God will place you where He needs you.  He will put certain people in your path to help or be helped.  People talk about making the most of the day and giving til it hurts but I don’t really agree.  You are not supposed to make your life any more complicated than it already is and you are certainly not supposed to be hard on yourself about anything.  You have the world for that.

All you can do is the best you can and that should never be a strain.  I’m not saying you won’t be called to strain on occasion and only you know when and if the spirit will move you to make some type of great sacrifice.  I know that you should never feel guilty for being who you are and where you are.  God knows your life and what you are capable of.  Life is not a contest.  It’s life and it’s unpredictable and offers no guarantees of any kind.  Even Jesus told people not to worry about tomorrow or what they will eat or drink.

I believe as long as you walk in the word and appreciate your blessings God will provide for you in the same manner that you provide for those God has given you.

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