IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck
(written after she found out she was dying of cancer).
I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
I would have talked less and listened more.
I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded.
I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.
I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.
I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been done.
I would have sat on the lawn and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.
I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.
Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later.. Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's' More 'I'm sorry's.'
But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it, and really see it . . live it and never give it back. STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!
I thank You for my being able to see
And to hear this morning.
I'm blessed because You are
A forgiving God and
An understanding God..
You have done so much for me
And You keep on blessing me.
Forgive me this day for everything
I have done, said or thought
That was not pleasing to you.
I ask now for Your forgiveness.
Please keep me safe
From all danger and harm.
Help me to start this day
With a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.
Let me make the best of each and every day
To clear my mind so that I can hear from You.
Please broaden my mind
That I can accept all things.
Let me not whine and whimper
Over things I have no control over.
And give me the best response
When I'm pushed beyond my limits.
I know that when I can't pray,
You listen to my heart.
Continue to use me to do Your will.
Continue to bless me that I may be
A blessing to others.
Keep me strong that I may help the weak...
Keep me uplifted that I may have
Words of encouragement for others.
I pray for those that are lost
And can't find their way.
I pray for those that are misjudged
I pray for those who
Don't know You intimately.
I pray for those that will delete this
Without sharing it with others
I pray for those that don't believe.
But I thank You that I believe
That God changes people and
God changes things..
I pray for all my sisters and brothers..
For each and every family member
In their households.
I pray for peace, love and joy
In their homes; that they are out of debt
And all their needs are met.
I pray that every eye that reads this
Knows there is no problem, circumstance,
Or situation greater than God.
Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight.
I pray that these words be received
Into the hearts of every eye that sees it
MOM'S EMPTY CHAIR
A woman's daughter had asked the local minister
to come and pray
with her mother.
When the minister arrived,
he found the woman
lying in bed with her head
propped up on two
An empty chair sat beside her bed.
The minister assumed that the woman
had been informed
of his visit...
'I guess you were expecting me, he said.
'No, who are you?' said the mother.
The minister told her his name and then remarked,
'I saw the empty
chair and I figured you knew
I was going
to show up...'
'Oh yeah, the chair,' said the bedridden woman
'Would you mind closing the door?'
Puzzled, the minister shut the door.
'I have never told anyone this,
not even my daughter,'
said the woman.
'But all of my life I have never
known how to pray.
At church I used
to hear the pastor talk about prayer,
but it went right
over my head...'
I abandoned any attempt at prayer,'
the old woman continued,
until one day four
years ago, my best friend said to me,
' Prayer is
just a simple matter
of having a conversation
Here is what I suggest..
'Sit down in a chair;
place an empty chair
in front of you,
and in faith see Jesus on the chair.
It's not spooky because he promised,
'I will be with you
'Then just speak to him in the same way
you're doing with
me right now...'
'So, I tried it and I've liked it so much
that I do it a couple
of hours every day.
I'm careful though . If my daughter
saw me talking
to an empty chair,
she'd either have a nervous breakdown
or send me off to
the funny farm.'
The minister was deeply moved by the story and
encouraged the old
woman to continue on the journey.
Then he prayed with her, anointed her with oil,
and returned to the
Two nights later the daughter called
to tell the minister
that her mama
had died that afternoon.
Did she die in peace?' he asked.
Yes, when I left the house about two o'clock,
she called me over
to her bedside,
told me she loved
me and kissed me on the cheek.
When I got back from the store an hour later,
I found her .
But there was something strange about her death.
before Mom died,
she leaned over and
rested her head on the chair
beside the bed. What
do you make of that?'
The minister wiped a tear from his eye and said,
'I wish we could
all go like that.'
Just send this to four people or more,
and do not break
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
I asked God for water, He gave me an ocean.*
I asked God for a flower, He gave me a garden.*
I asked God for a friend, He gave me YOU.*
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.*
Happy moments, praise God.*
Difficult moments, seek God.*
Quiet moments, worship God.*
Painful moments, trust God.*
Every moment, thank God.*