Pain of Never Having

Initially when I was told, or so I sound like more of an inquiring mind, when I learned that I, even I could have my very own personal blog, I thought I would require the use of my son's expertise in this, the technical arena of life.  But to my delight, I have successfully manuevered through the process to create my own blog.  Welcome to Mars!  Or at least so it seems.

I have traversed around this planet called earth for many a year and have succeeded to survive, tending to myself and appearing as though I am indeed an independent daughter of this world, up-to-snuff, fashionable, politically aware, nutritionally literate.  But have not until this moment resided without stumbling in the blogosphere of life.  I'm quite comfortable, actually, I can breathe, I'm sitting upright as I write.  Pinching myself, I have arrived.


Not wanting to seem arrogant that my following will be mega-sized, I still nonetheless had better be certain I have a message to convey so that the mere "wow, this is new" does not wear thin when it's discovered there is no reason at all to follow me on this new journey of blogging.  If I have no where to lead, why bother following?  So, all cuteness aside, let's get to the meat.  

There are so many things in this life that I have wanted.  Did I say needed?  No, I did not.  I said "wanted."  I never even had a mini-van.  I've written a poem about this unattainment (which when reading is entertainment) and perhaps somewhere in the future I'll include it in my blog, but for now the point I wish to make is that I never had the experience of driving my children, each with a friend in their own row in a vehicle.  Many would take the luxury of a mini-van for granted and might even have occasion to complain about their mini-van.  Not I.  I never even had one.

Don't walk to get your kleenex just yet, because I'm about to turn the stage just a bit so you can see what is behind this.  What I want to point out is that not even God gets everything He wants.  He has crafted each individual, formed them in their mother's womb Scripture says, and not all of them love Him back or even care to thank Him or know Him.  So I never had a mini-van and you maybe never had a sedan, but the real tragedy in this life is that God has not had all of His miracles look for Him.  They may ride in their chosen or assigned sedans or mini-vans, but if they are void of acknowledging their Heavenly Father, they have deprived the Almighty Maker of the Universe of what He has wanted most - relationship with the sons and daughters of mankind.

Till next time, and I think the next topic will be Torrential Love.  But we'll see.