Ready....Set.....NO!

It's a good thing we don't really control our own destiny. Our lives would be in total disarray if we did. Or mine would be at least.

My husband had a saying that went something like this: "Your eyes are always bigger than your stomach." I never really applied that to anything other than eating until recently. I had my eyes set on a prize. Just knew I was going to get said prize. Had a plan in place and my chops were all set to bite down. But thanks to God, I was unable to pull it off.

Sometimes in our haste to improve our lives we make poor decisions. Some times loneliness can drive us to accept things that we normally wouldn't accept. Fool's gold. That's what he was. Nice and shiny on the outside. Looked like the real thing. Had the same sparkle as 14 carats. Just didn't have what it takes to be real gold. The packaging was nice but the box was empty. It's a shame really. All those good looks wrapped up in shiny paper but when you open the package, there's nothing there worth having. A shell. Pretty on the outside...empty on the inside.

God said to me one day, "get on your marks, get set, ready.....NO!" I jumped the line and had to start the race over. God said , "he's not the one I have for you but he's the one that I used at the time to get your attention. Now are you listening?" "Yes Lord." I said humbly. "Every thing is not meant to last a lifetime. I put him there for a season and his season is done. Now let him go so you'll have room for the one that I've been saving for you."

So the next time you think you are in control of your life, think again. Everything that glitters isn't gold, every closed eye ain't sleep and we don't always know what's best for us.

I'll miss brown sugar but I've gained a friend. His name is Richard. He was put into my life for a reason and for a season. His purpose served. It's time for him to move on. It's time for me to get on with the life I'm supposed to be living not the one that I thought I should be living.

Life in the widow-hood. It ain't easy.