Play it forward! Living a life you've always wanted!Written by Greg Ryan
What would your life be like if you lived each event backwards? If you knew what was coming in your life next how would you react?John Eldredge writes in his book Waking Dead, “God what do you have for my heart today?” He continues by saying, “you may be stunned by what he guides you into. I began day at six in morning asking God, “What do you have for my heart today Lord.” I had a few minutes to spare this morning (very unusual) so I had a cup of coffee at Starbucks. During that time a brain storm came to me and I wrote feverously for thirty minutes, jumped in car and decided to take a tour of new Wal-Mart food store in St. Matthews as I headed back to work. When I arrived at store it was not raining, as I began to leave it was pouring. I didn’t buy anything so I went out entrance way. At same time I realized it was raining an elderly woman coming into store asked me to help with fix her umbrella, it was stuck open. I’m thinking, not now lady my top’s down in my car and there are fish swimming in it, but calmly with a smile I help her. Then she wants me to fold it for her, you’ve got to be kidding me. She proceeds to thank me (as I swiftly move away) and she says, “by way there is a convertible in parking lot with top down. As I ran out I yell that’s mine thank you Now, how many seventy
| | My name is HAD!Written by Greg Ryan
My name is Had. You may know me, but you may not know my new name. You may have no idea what I ‘ve been through because I do my best to look same. I am scared to death of you. I use to be just like you. I once held my head up high without propping in on my hymnal. I was well respected back then, and I even respected myself. I was whole-hearted devoted to God, and if truth be known, somewhere deep inside I was sometimes slightest bit proud of my devotion. Then I’d repent because I knew pride was wrong. I didn’t want to be wrong. Not ever. People looked up to me. And life looked good from up there. I felt good about who I was. That was before I was Had. Strangely, I no longer remember my old name. I just remembered I liked it. I liked who I was. I wish I could go back. I wish I would just wake up. But I fear I’m wide awake. I have had a nightmare. And nightmare was me Had. If I could really talk to you and you could really listen, I‘d tell you I have no idea how all of this happened. Honestly, I was just like you. I didn’t plan to be Had. I didn’t want to be Had. One day I hadn’t, and then next day I had. Oh, I know where I went wrong. I have rewound nightmare a thousand times, stopping it right at point where I departed trail of good sense. The way ahead didn’t look wrong. It just looked different. Strange, he didn’t look like devil in original scene. But every time I replayed it, he dropped another piece of his masquerade. When he finally took off his mask, he was laughing at me. Nothing seems funny anymore. I will never laugh again as long as he is laughing.
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