History is in the making

This song by Matthew West, this week's inspiration.

I have heard this song probably a 100 times. But this weekend, while driving (my dad's awesome truck) and driving (my mom's stuff to her new house) I really heard the words.

"You know you can't stay right where you fell
The hardest part is forgiving yourself
But let's take a walk into today
And don't let your past get in the way"

In my moments of failure as a person, as a Christian, as a wife, as a mother, as whatever; i tend to focus on the failure and not the redemption. I forget the past needs to stay just that and dwelling on it only cause me to stumble more. Mercies are new each morning. Fresh start each day I awake. Potential and opportunity written all over the place. What am I doing with it? Kids like sponges, what am I doing to help them grow? In this house, how am I blessing my family with my work? On and on...

Then the final bridge plays over and over and it was my 'aha' moment.

"Would you believe that you are history
In the making, in the making
Every choice that you are making
Every step that you are taking
Every chain that you are breaking
History is in the making
Every word that you are saying
Every prayer that you are praying
Every chain that you are breaking
History is in the making
History is in the making
History is in the making"

Yes! Every word I say, every step I make, every choice, every action-good, bad, neutral, whatever I do is history in the making. Amen to chains being broken. Wait-what? Every word I say? Uh oh. Crap. See? Those words too huh? Yep. So, I've been thinking about that all weekend. Every single thing I do and see is shaping my past, shaping my future and that includes my kids, my husband, and anyone else I might come in contact with. I want to be sure that what I do is for good.

Of course there will be bad times, rough roads, harsh words, but if I can try to focus on the fact that every thing I do and say is history in the making, perhaps it will be easier. Perhaps I'll slow my tongue just enough so that someone isn't hurt by my words. Perhaps I'll put down the windex, the computer, the chocolate and remember what it is exactly that I want my history to be made of... The great things I gleaned from my own childhood experiences to pass on...

The history I want to my kids to remember--cookies for breakfast once in awhile, bubbles up to the ceiling in the bath, mama reading them so many books in the rocking chair, daddy laying on the floor building castles, not being told "stop/don't touch/no/too young" but being taught how to handle scissors and knives, confidence building, esteem so strong, love so tough, learning through life experiences instead of just reading or being told, doing is believing, knowing where to rest, and knowing where history was made... What's your history today?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very impressive!