Have you ever felt so strongly that God is trying to tell you something?
You know the feeling I’m talking about? I’m referring to those times when He puts it in your face until you get the recurring theme.
I had just such an experience this week. It took me three times to realize what he was saying very clearly. As you continue reading, see if my lesson becomes clear to you.
Clue #1 came when I attended a Memorial Service for the mother of a dear friend. I enjoyed hearing stories about their frequent phone calls to each other. I was a bit envious that she was able to see her mom multiple times each week and mine lives out of state.
My tears fell not only because I felt empathy for my friend, but I now realize I was also jealous of her joy. I have a wonderful mother, whom I love with all of my heart. I am fortunate to see her as often as I do considering she lives out of state. I realized I was jealous that my friend has no regrets and I wondered if I will be able to say the same.
Clue #2 was on the following day when I went over to visit my Grandma. Due to my hectic schedule I usually combine one of her doctor’s appointments with our visits. My heart sank as I entered her apartment and watched my ninety-eight year old grandmother hurry to put on her jacket and grab her purse. It didn’t even occur to her that I was just coming over to visit.
We spent nearly three hours together. I offered to take her out by the pool to get some sunshine. She said she just wanted to visit. We sat and talked about everything from her friend who has been in the hospital to her great grandmother who had nineteen children and visited them every summer.
I could tell she did not want me to leave. She continued to ask me questions as I headed toward the door. Again she broke my heart when she said, “This was the best visit we’ve ever had. I know you are busy, but I wish we could do it more often”. I held back my tears as I promised her that we would.
I went on to my appointment and stopped to grab dinner afterward at my favorite local spot, Casa Ranchero. As I sat at an outdoor table, I could overhear a conversation between an adult son and his mother. He told her he had to get on the road before the traffic got any worse. She kept telling him she didn’t want him to leave. Clue #3.
It was as I sat and finished my meal that I had my epiphany. The three scenarios swam around in my head. “I’ve got it! Spend morequalitytime with the people I love! I hear you loud and clear, Lord.”
My mind continues to wander back to my friend who had such a great relationship with her mom. What a marvelous feeling to have “no regrets”. It is not too late for me to change and make myself more available. I could have that same satisfaction of having almost “no regrets” when the time comes to eulogize my mother and grandmother.
I have come up with the following 3 ways to commit and give the gift of my time:
Who do you need to make and keep personal appointments with?
How will you make positive changes in order to have almost “no regrets”?
Have you had similar wake-up calls like the one I had?