Tuesday, December 15, 2009


I can't believe it has been such a long time since I've written. I regret that I haven't given an explanation before now. Unfortunately, I'm familiar with regrets. And in my life long affair with regrets, I've learned the best way to deal with them is to take that huge, first step.

So, here's that step. . .

Several months ago I started a project with a very special person God brought into my life. Actually, the project is my own. She's there to encourage me, support me and to hold me accountable for following through. Following through has not been my strength in past projects.

Especially those that cause discomfort.

Weeks ago I decided that this project would either be the best thing I had ever done for myself or the worst.

I've asked myself a thousand times. . . why in the world would I have started this and why in the world would I have ever thought I could do it.


Quitter in chief.

The one who likes to close doors instead of opening them.

The one who runs in the opposite direction when I hear anything that faintly sounds like the word "confrontation."

The one who has enough to deal with in just an ordinary day.

But I've known, since day one, why I started this project

It had God's handwriting all over it.

He made it too obvious that it was a path he had laid down for me.

And, I guess I've just learned that He's good.

And, what He has for me is good.

Even if it hurts along the way.

It isn't that this project has taken all my free time. It isn't like it's been hours and hours of work. Actually, it hasn't been time consuming at all.

It has been heart consuming.

It has been emotion consuming.

It has been mind consuming.

And, it has been hurt and disappointment consuming.

It has been healing.

I've written many, many blog posts during the last couple of months.

In my head.

I've shared so many thoughts and lessons.

In my heart.

So, here I am again.

Taking that first step.

And it feels good.

And it feels right.

Love you all. . . Cheri

1 comment:

  1. I am a friend of Mary Jo's and even if you wrote your grocery list I would read it--you have a real gift. I now you do not hve easy days because of your son's injuries but I can't wait for all of us to be in heaven and see him walking and meet you--don't quite know what to do if we meet in heaven, your blogs almost always make me cry and there are NO tears in heaven. Thank you for making me think and be happy and offer thanks to God for your journey helping mine. Happiest of holidays to you and your family...