Hold On

Some things are worth holding on to.

Occasionally I visit graveyards. I find them peaceful,
quiet places to rest. There I can meditate
on the eternal things of Value.
As I grow older, more of my friends
and loved ones wait for me there.

My favorite tombstone says something
like this: " The money I had was mine
to do with as I saw fit. The money I left behind
is for my family to divide. The money
I gave away, I took with me."

That is what I will take when I go, my few and feeble
acts of kindness.
As for now; I hold
on to some of my failures. I need to be
reminded how far from true "Good" that I am.
Possibly to learn from mistakes made over and over...

I am so sorry for my actions / inactions that have
hurt so many.
I have wasted so much of my time
here on this Earth.

I need to hold onto Jesus.
Follow Him.
Look at the Map of His Word.
Listen to His directions.
Follow the examples of His Saints.
Draw nourishment from The Gift of His very Self.

He suffered all for all. We are called to follow Him.

I can see the sun, but cannot reach it.
I can see the Son and can reach Him.
I can touch Him with my prayers and actions.
I see Him in family, loved ones, and
strangers.
I can hug Him in them.
I can hurt / help, or
take no notice at all.
For good or ill, it's my choice.

I try to reach and hold God's goodness. With hands that are
full of this world and selfishness? Impossible.

I pray that I can loosen my grip on my comfort, my pride.
I need to let all fall through
my fingers.

I Need to retain that which does not rust,
cannot be lost, and will never die.
These Treasures can only be held in our hearts... for eternity.