I have heard people say “I want to make my own mistakes” and to that I say rubbish! If I can learn from another I want to do it so I might do more with less regret. I want to give back to those who have helped me and I want to pay it forward by helping someone else.
Something that comes to memory as I write is a night I tucked in my dad, he looked up so pitifully and said, “dear, thank you for all you do, you are our angel.” I wanted to cry, instead I said, “Oh daddy, did I ever say thank you when you changed my diaper or fed me? You don’t owe me any thanks.” My heart tugged because he wanted to lie beside my mother and hold her hand while he slept but it wasn’t possible from the recliner in which he had to spend his nights. At the end of my life will there be people that will care enough to stand by me? Have I done my best to learn and teach? Will I be able to stand before the Great White Throne on Judgment Day knowing my name will be found in the Book of Life? Will I hear Him say, Matthew 25:23 ‘Well done, good and faithful servant; you have been faithful over a few things, I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joy of your lord.’
If I can persevere, if I can just “keep on keeping on” so that I can “keep on holding on” I know I will never be as courageous as Daniel, Jonah or Paul and Silas but I will know I have done my best.