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Choose This Day……

Each day that we awaken and arise from slumber, that new day is a gift and should be treated as such. A gift is something that one enjoys and treasures.  A gift is something that we tend to make use of.  If the gift is an item of clothing or a piece of jewelry, we wear it.  If we receive tools as a gift, we build something or work on our car.  Should the gift be toys for a youngster, they play with their gift.  Whatever it may be, we make use of that particular gift. We choose to do so because that is the logical choice to make, yes?  So, why is it that we mistreat the gift of a brand new day then?  As nice as other gifts are, nothing can quite compare with waking up and knowing that we have before us hours of life, hours filled with resplendent opportunities to pursue our dreams and goals.  With this gift of the day, we can breathe in the beauty of creation around us.  We can use moments within that day to be of a help and blessing to others and be blessed in return.  Throughout the miracle of this gift, this day we can learn something new.  We have the privilege of using our mind and our bodies in mental and physical activities.  If we choose to, we can consider for a moment the miracle of our hands.  When is the last time you thought about how wonderous our hands are?  Our fingers and thumbs flex and move, seemingly on their own carrying out the orders that our brain sends to them by way of our nerves.  I myself paused for a moment or two here considering how amazing it is that I am able to type because of the gift of my hands and the intricate process involved that makes it so.  But you see, I chose to reflect on this.

Everything we do with the gift of each day is a matter of choice.  How did you choose to use your day today?  Did you greet the day with thankfulness by filling your lungs with oxygen, breathing in deeply the gift of Life?  Did you allow yourself the exquisite pleasure of a good full-body stretch, feeling your muscles limber up?  Cats do this instinctively, innately knowing the value of stretching.  It eases the body into the day instead of shocking it into submission.  Did you go look out the window to see the sun in the heavens and the abundance of life?  Or did you stumble into the shower, hoping it will awaken you enough so as to make a hurried cup of coffee before rushing out the door to head for work?  For you see, if that is how you began your day, that was a choice also.  Not a good one, but a choice nonetheless.

Now you may tell me that you dislike your job intensely but you have to make a living so what choice do you have?  This is after all how the world works, right?  Wrong.  You have chosen to be where you are and although it would take a bit of work, you can choose to change the path you are on presently.  And if you do not do so, then that is a choice as well because you chose not to choose. 

I would also say that in any given situation, we can choose to be a thermometer or a thermostat.  If our choice is to be a thermometer, then we will simply reflect the temperature or in this case, the environment around us.  Or we choose to be a thermostat and have a direct say as to the nature of the environment is that surrounds us each day.  What would be the better choice here?  Personally, I tend to lean towards the idea of the thermostat.  By choosing that option, it is so much more likely that your day, your gift will be much more fulfilled and abundant.

I believe that so often we like to believe that Life’s choices are not within our control.  This way we are allowed to feel less accountable for how any given day turns out.  And that day turns into two days, then into a week, a month, a year and before we know it, Life has passed us by.  Then we look back over our life and see that the journey was mediocre and disappointing at best.  But really, what choice did we have after all?  It wasn’t our fault that our life was not excellent.  There were circumstances that were beyond control and we had no choice  but to go with what was placed before us.  I will say this to that.  The manner in which we choose whether good or bad becomes a habit.  We can choose wisely or unwisely but either way, we  make a choice.  Another term for the gift of choice is the gift of free will.  And we exercise our free will on a daily basis.

Our Creator has blessed each one of us with the gift of a brand new day each and every day.  He knows the correct choices we should make to get the most benefit of our days and therefore our Life, our Destiny.  But He has also provided us with another gift which brings with it responsibility.  It is the gift of Choice and the way we choose to use that gift is by exercising our free will.  We are intelligent beings having been created as such. And as such, we have the ability to choose the paths we go down.  We obviously do not always choose rightly.  But that is a part of learning in Life and a part of growing into who we were meant to be.  So, think about the choices you make today and everyday.  Some choices are small and some are large.  However, all our choices are significant and far-reaching.  We would do well to remember this, yes?

Choose well this day and everyday.  Always bear in mind that each day we awaken is indeed a gift.  So, treasure it and use it well.  Be a blessing to all those you touch always.  You never know how your smile and a kind word will affect another’s day.  What will the gift of this day bring to you?  The choice is yours to make.  Blessings to you.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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Where Have You Pitched Your Tent?

Is this an odd question I am presenting here this evening?  Perhaps, perhaps not. You see, I was listening to Joel Osteen and he made mention of a scripture that states “I have pitched my tent in the city of hope”.  The reference does not reference a physical location but rather the location of your heart wherein lies your dreams, your spirit and your beliefs.  So I ask you this question this evening, my friend.  Where have you pitched your tent?  Now bear in mind, back in Biblical times people did not have homes like the ones you and I know today.  Many did have a physical home, one built from the materials of that time.  But for so many people, a tent was where they dwelt, where they lived, loved and raised their families.  In a word, it was home to them.  And since it was their home, I would think that the location of this home, where this tent was pitched would be important, yes?  Those families would consider and ask questions, questions such as “How far away is the stream so that we may have water nearby?” or “Is the land here fertile enough so we may grow vegetables and is there sufficient grass here for our flocks?”  These were things to consider when pitching one’s tent.  By the way, the definition of the word pitch when used in the context of pitching a tent means to erect or establish; set up.  To set firmly; to implant; embed.  When viewed by this definition, pitching a tent seems a more important task than you or I may have thought.

Another consideration would be to perhaps determine what direction the winds might be coming from.  On the side of the tent where the winds would be the strongest, perhaps additional stakes would be used to fortify the strength of the home.  And perhaps those stakes would need to be set more firmly into the ground? This seems logical enough to me.  To be honest, I never dealt with tents a great deal.  But I know enough to know that where a tent is pitched is at least as important as what and whom you wish to protect within that tent.

With all that said, I ask again the question, Where have you pitched your tent, my friend?  Have you pitched your tent in the City of Hope or does it stand sadly in the oh so busy Metropolis of Despair?  When deciding location, did you check the depth and quality of the soil where the stakes would be driven deeply and firmly so your tent would stand strong?  Or did you just assume that dirt was just dirt and that depth was not so important after all?  And now when the winds of Life blow in strong, you feel what you thought was your protection shudder around you and constantly you fear that all you had set in place will collapse down upon you, perhaps even this night?  And the stakes, those stakes that you selected that provide the strength for your shelter, those stakes that were deemed inferior but they were a bargain so they were “good enough”?  Are they sufficient unto the day, unto this dark night where the winds now howl round about you?  Can you here those timbers cracking above your head now?  Do you scream out to any who and all who will hear but your voice is ripped away by the winds of Insecurity and Hopelessness. Did you expect something better than this??  Look where it is you so thoughtlessly pitched your tent!  What you put forth is what you receive back.  And just as the blessings you send out come back to you as a double portion, so do those cursed things you send forth.  A double portion to you, blessings or cursings.  It is a universal law.  The universe only sends to you as a reward what you have sent out.  We make the choice as to which.

My word, this is all so uplifting, isn’t it?   Will you ever want to visit this blog again?  If this was all there was offered here, I would never return.  And it is my own blog!  But there is good news and salvation ahead.  And here it is…..Do know the really great thing about tents?  Unlike houses whose foundations are permanent, tents can be moved much more easily.  Do you desire, truly desire now to move from the darkness of Despair into the glorious Light which is Hope Everlasting?  Then come along, let us take apart this tent of yours!  But let us only keep what is valuable, shall we?  The fabric that provides the walls of your tent, is it good quality?  For some, it would appear much thought was given as to its selection and strength. For others, this fabric is already threadbare, worn, and tired.  But as it is your tent, you must decide.  And what of the stakes which are in reality the foundation of your shelter?  Did you select them for quality or did you lay hold to them simply because the were just “good enough”?  Again I say unto you, it is your tent so you must decide.  I would suggest to you that you do not try to take with you what is inferior or tired from your old home of Despair into your new Life of Hope.  It will become a burden just as surely as the dawn awakens to greet the new day.  Oh I’m sorry, what is that you say?  You have nothing but a worn and tired dwelling to bring to this City of Hope?  Well my dear friend, I have something to share with you here so listen oh so closely now……….You are the very person we are looking for.  It is usually those who feel they have the least to offer whose souls have the greatest gifts to share.  And besides, all things become as new here in the City of Hope.  And if you must know, we have been waiting for you, kind friend.  So, come on in and let us give you the traditional Words of Welcome always offered here in the City of Hope.  You may have heard them before but today, I believe they will have new meaning for you.  Come to Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am meek and lowly in heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls.  For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.  And as we enter this great city together my friend, I have but one question for you.  Where is it that you wish to pitch your tent within the City Of Hope?”

William J. Thompson, Jr.

(To those reading, I am afraid I strayed a bit as to form. It is how it came out from me. I pray your indulgence. Blessings to all.)

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Ode To Mom

She has a fine heart, one with kindness and with caring.

It’s warmth can be felt by all those who know her.

Her eyes are expressive, they have depth yet they sparkle.

They reflect contemplation and her spirit within.

Her laughter, like music, a pleasure to hear.

It floats in the air and makes others smile.

Her voice is a mystery, it is strong, yet still gentle.

Her words carry merit for all that will hear.

Words of life, love and wisdom for those that she cares for.

Her strength is a quiet one, not boastful or loud,

developed through time and has brought her thus far.

Her manner is conservative, yet not overly so.

It has flexibility and brings with it humor.

Her ears, they do listen, with discernment, compassion.

They hear in an effort to help the one speaking.

Her talents are varied.  Of this, I trust she is aware.

Many things have I learned from the Mother I know.

I’ve the knowledge of life skills, to cope in this world.

These things, they were taught me by the Mother I love.

But I’ve learned things much smaller which have value too.

What things do I speak of?  I will tell you just now.

I speak of cooking and sewing. I speak of boxing as well.

As a lad, I learned much, countless lessons to be sure,

from the woman, my Mother whose character shows here.

These words I’ve penned here are a tribute to you, Mom.

I wanted to tell you and speak best when I write.

 

Your son, Billy

 

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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Laugh Always!

Do you know what the problem is with most folks today?  And to clarify, by “folks” I mean grown-ups.  The problem of which I speak is not a mystery really.  By and large, grown-ups (or adults, if you prefer) no longer laugh.  It seems they have forgotten how to do so.  Laughter is one of Life’s fundamentals.  But somewhere along the way in our journey to adulthood, we become grim and feel the need to be serious about our life all the time!  And in order to be serious, laughter and a happy Spirit must be put up and away on the top shelf and into the darkest of corners.  Consequently, our wide grins and our big smiles, our chuckles and laughter which we once experienced many times daily seem to fade out as we become “responsible adults”.  Happiness, humor and a care free spirit gives way to stress, worry and an often heavy heart, weighed down by the cares of Life.  I paint an accurate picture of so many of us, yes?  And that is simply how the Wheel of Life turns round and round. It is the way of the world, as they say.  Is this not correct?  To this I say, No, no and no once more!!  Nothing could be further from the truth!  This is simply the Big Lie that society has forced upon us.  I say to you this……Laugh Always!  As children, it was a natural, unstoppable reaction.  You remember, don’t you?  If not, make it a point to listen to the children around you.  You will hear it then……the laughter of a child which is purity expressed in its simplest form……unbridled happiness!  This is what we, the grown-ups of this world are lacking.  Laughter has become something that feels unnatural for so many adults today and this should not be so.

Allow me please to pose a question to you.  When would be the last time you laughed?  And I don’t mean the polite laughter that is deemed as proper by so many these days.  I am speaking of genuine laughter, the deep-down, from the gut,side-splitting laughter.  The kind of laughter where you laugh so hard that the tears run down your cheeks like rain and when you try to stop, even beg to stop, you cannot stop.  And those around you begin laughing even if they don’t really know why because laughter is contagious, as you well know.  And why is it contagious you might ask?  I believe I know why.  See if this answer rings true.  It is because Laughter is a gift, one where your heart and your Spirit join in on the chorus which causes one to desire to sing just one more verse and then another.  Laughter comes from deep within the soul and flows outward and upward like a special kind of music with lyrics all its own. You see, Laughter is the music of our soul and those around us are drawn to music always.  That is what my heart and spirit tells me to be so.

Oh and remember something else as well.  Remember when you would laugh and when the laughter finally wound it self down?  As the tears of laughter dried upon your cheeks and the soreness in your stomach ebbed away, how did you feel afterward?  Go ahead….say it!  You felt good, almost cleansed really.  Laughter does that for you, for us.  That is why it is a gift, you see.  So, for the sake of yourself and those you love as well as for the sake of our world which needs our laughter, please Laugh long, loud and always!! May you blessed in your joy and laughter, my friends!

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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