Sunday, April 15, 2007

God is like GPS!

With age comes maturity and a new perspective on how we view the things and people that surround us. It’s odd, but now that I am in my late thirties, it seems like everything makes sense. All those lessons that mom and pop Longo taught me growing seem to have taken center stage. I find myself pondering the meaning of life.

Momisan has often said that we were put on this earth for a specific purpose and I think she is totally right. I believe that God has a master plan for each and every one of us. He knows exactly what our purpose is before we are born. Sometimes it takes us years to figure out what that purpose is, not because God has forgotten about us, but because it is not our time…it’s not the right time for that specific purpose to come into play.

I think the majority of us share common goals as we travel through this life. Most of us want to be good-hearted individuals who are faithful friends, supportive spouses, loving parents, respectable children and siblings and good neighbors. But I think that each and everyone one of us one defining moment that allows us to shine so bright, that it is blinding. That’s God’s specific purpose coming into play.

For me, I think my specific purpose started to unfold August 2006. That’s when we found out that mom had Cancer and the crazy train was about to depart the station. As I look back on all the decisions I had made in my life prior to that moment in time…it’s nothing short of a miracle. Rather than take a higher paying position in the fall of 2005, I decided I wanted to go back to school and I was fortunate that I could do that. During that time, I met a wonderful woman who was starting a virtual real estate business and was looking for an assistant. That’s everyone’s dream job…to be able to work from home and have a schedule with enough flexibility that you can compensate for family emergencies or just take advantage of a gorgeous day outside.

It’s like someone knew what was going to happen in August 2006…it was all part of God’s master plan.

I once blogged about a charismatic minister, Joel Osteen and even though he has a nondenominational church in Houston, I just love to hear him speak. There is something about his message that just resonates in my head. So I have his podcasts sent to my cell phone each week.

This weeks topic was exactly what I blogged about above. God has a master plan for each and every one of us and while we sometimes go the wrong way, if you listen and follow your heart, you will do the right thing that will lead you down the right path. Of course, Pastor Osteen was a little more humorous in his explanation. He said God is like GPS. He knows your starting point and where you need to go. Now we may not always listen to the direction, which usual tends to throw us off course, but God simply re-calculates and finds a new route for us. I think that is pretty darn cool if you think about it.

Now that we have NED in momisan, I am sure God is re-calculating my route. Now, I have no real idea where this new route will take me, but I am sure if I listen with my heart, rather than my head, it will come through loud and clear.


Next week, we will be celebrating all the blessings we have received over the past eight months by participating in a Relay for Life. I extended an invitation to another family whose relay was rained out thanks to all the freaky weather we had on Friday and whose cancer fighter was unable to participate thanks to chemo side effects. This family has also suffered through the ups and downs of this journey called cancer. And while we only know each other on a casual level, we share a common bond thanks to cancer. And on relay night, it makes no difference how well you know or don’t know someone …everyone comes together with one voice and one heart to celebrate survivorship, remember those who were stolen by cancer and to hope for a cancer-free world.

Please say an extra prayer that we have good weather next Friday, with no repeats of this past Friday’s torrential rain, tornadoes and huge hail.

Also, on a non-cancer note…as many of you know, we are a law enforcement household. So not only do I worry about my husband, his brother and my brother, I have a tendency to worry about all those who protect and serve. During Friday’s storms, a young Irving police officer lost control of his car and it hydroplaned into a concrete pole, killing the officer. The officer was heading to an assist call for a fellow officer. Please keep this officer’s family and department in your thoughts and prayers.
Val