Passion



Passion is a gritty kind of love, tough and

optimistic enthusiasm that overcomes negativity and inconvenience to make it

through to the end. (10,000 Reasons Overflow)


Sunday, June 17, 2007

Being loved

Do you ever see these families that all love each other and you wonder why you were never born into such a thing. Not only do they love each other, they like each other. Do you ever just think that somehow if you could have been born at a different time or in a different place that maybe you just wouldn't feel so alone? Do you ever wonder what you could have done differently to make people actually love you and not make you feel like you don't matter?

Our family is having a family reunion, and they forgot to invite me. If you know me, you know how easily over-looked I am -NOT! My dad says "oh, you want to go?" Now I don't have the option. I would have LOVED to go, LOVED to, I would have gone easily and taken Phyllis to Michigan Advneture becaue it's in Muskegon. We could have have some great days as a family. Except that they forgot me & I signed up for a couple of major events at chruch, just like 12 hours before.

I have had a life of not feeling like I was important. I never felt like I was loved, or really even liked, I am not saying my family didn't love me, not blaming or anything, it was MY perception, and you know, perception is reality. Some in my family may tell you that i do too much at the church.. But here's the thing, I feel like they love me there. I'm too old to try to convince someone to love me, and I probably couldn't do it anyway.

I've learned in these kind of times to fall in the arms of God when I just don't feel loved. It's amazing secure thing. I think it's a lesson He tried to teach me over and over and He constantly reminds me over and over how much He loves me.

2 Sam 1:26 Your love for me is wonderful

5 comments:

Sara said...

well i don't know about those other people except to say that obviously you get your organizational skills from some higher power ;)
nonetheless, this family loves you like crazy and will not go away even if you tell us to, so there. so i have written a poem for you since this is poem week...
roses are red
violets are blue
we love margie
and everybody else can kiss our fannies.

amen.

Pat said...

As your self appointed adopted mother, I must tell you that perception is NOT always reality. It it were reality, I'd be in a big heap o' trouble!
I'm not one for dropping responsibilites, but I think you may be able to get out of some of those things you signed up for - make someone else step up for a change. Give it a try and see if you can go and have a great time.

Becky said...

you're invited!
tea/coffee on my porch!

KayMac said...

Love you Margie!

Vikki said...

my family is crazy, literally. They don't even have family reunions cause no one talks to anyone else.

I'm not forgotten, just everyone expects I will be the one to make the effort to see them, remember their birthdays, make sure they see my kids, etc....

Fortunately for us, God has no such expectations or lapses of memory!!!