The books are almost closed on 2012.
I can't believe it.
Seems like the year just started and at the very least, seems like it should be mid-year. But no, it's been a full year - almost. So much has happened. So many things that shape our lives have been carried out in 2012. Some good - some not so good.
I think about the ways in which several lives were lost. That's the not so good.
I think about the ways in which several lives were changed by connecting with God. That's the so good.
I think about the ways in which I allowed defeat to beat me. That's the not so good.
I think about the ways in which I surrendered and allowed God to use me. That's the so good.
2012, just like any other year, will be summed up in our perspective. How we choose to remember it. I choose to remember it all - the good and the not so good because they both shaped me this year. And for that, I'm certain that I'm stronger. Wiser. Better. And as I look to 2013, should the Lord allow me to see it, I'm excited. I don't know what the year holds, but I do know Who holds it. And right now, that's enough.
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Hey! Long time. I know. But look, everything is getting a fresh look on the blog. I started this process quite by accident...hence the blog title. The redesign wasn't in the plan for this week. I just hit the wrong button at the wrong time and now, well, we are in redesign mode. No worries. I'm not sweating it. I think I may like this new look. Give me a few days to schedule in a blog redesign and maybe you'll like what you see!
Those of you who know me, know that I have had to slow down a bit lately. I guess my body wasn't ready to continue to break-neck pace that we had been on for some time now.
As Christians, this is our time of year. It's our season. This very weekend is why we do what we do - it's why we are who we say we are. It's Easter.
So now we have it. The Coroner's report.
When I heard that Whitney died from an accidental drowning - that she was still alive when she went under the water, I couldn't believe it. I went further - read more. And that's when the other details hit hard. Cocaine was indeed found in her system.
In fact, she likely took the cocaine, had a heart attack, and passed out - then slid down into a watery grave. Oh Whitney. Why?
Did she not know that she had damaged her heart with chronic substance abuse? The autopsy showed 60% narrowing of Whitney's arteries - a direct result of her cocaine use. Which of course, led to that untimely cardiac event.
Will the lesson of her life be enough to stop others from chronic substance abuse or will we have to endure more stars falling from grace - trading their lives in for the thrill of living that lifestyle.
And so here I am faced with the reality. Superstars pay a super price when they are not fully grounded in Christ; Just like the rest of us. But their fall is always louder because they are more publicly known. Everybody is constantly in their business both good and bad.
Was Whitney the first person to die from cocaine use? No. Remember Len Bias? Is she the last? Unfortunately, I don't think so.
I am disappointed. I wanted better for her even though she never knew my name. I wanted her to turn around and place her full confidence and security in the Savior that she so often spoke about. What about Him wasn't enough? He's everything! Why the cocaine, Whitney? Why?
I guess I just don't understand. But one thing this has reminded me of is to not put my hope in man (Psalm 146:3, Isaiah 2:22) but instead to allow it to rest in its proper place - with God.
Well, that's that. Christians, let's stay grounded.
The two couldn’t seem more opposite but we only have the exterior to judge. The marriage was, well, a bit untraditional and in my estimation, strange. But, what do I really know? Only what I’ve seen; only edited clips of conversations and scenes. The vast majority of us have no idea about how Whitney really was personally. And no matter how many interviews we watched, we don’t know her true self. We don’t know what it’s like to speak with her on the phone or have her in our home for dinner. We’ve not been a guest at her home and shared private moments. We only know about the image we have in our minds. So at the news of her death, I struggle with how many people have become subject matter experts on Whitney Houston.
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