I know. I’m SO behind, and the winners have been chosen. But rather than skip the celebration, I’ve decided to go back to Day One. The blog challenge question for Monday, March 7, 2011 was:
Is there a word that has changed, or could change your life? What is it, and what difference would it make?
Hmm… So many words have changed or added to my life.
I love you.
You’re a good friend.
But if I have to choose just one, it has to be………………FAITH. Faith to believe I can do all things through the One who strengthens me. Faith to speak words that build hope, light, grace in my heart – no matter how many others are thrown to tear me down. Faith to know if one door slams shut, there is another, more beautiful one opening ahead.
I am thankful for those who have spoken “You-can-do-it” faith over my life, helping me to let out hope a little at a time — like string to a kite soaring my dreams. I wrote about one such person here — Words that Inspire Breathe Life
I rejoice in moments when God has sent his “angels” to heal and restore hope… as I wrote about here– Light*posts – Part Two
But most of all, I thank Him for a mom who helped me to know I am never alone…and who showed me how to move out in faith. One of those stand-out moments happened when I was only about ten… and continually reminds me how to overcome each time I fear…
“We’re going to study FRACTIONS starting tomorrow, class,” Mrs. F. decreed ominously. “You may find them hard at first…sometimes they are confusing…but (warning) – you are all going to learn them inside and out.”
Her words struck as arrows in the pit of my stomach. Visions of trains going 55 miles an hour on one track and meeting at a junction where another one was going 40 miles an hour and impossible questions about figuring the speed of collision spun dizzily in my head. I was having enough trouble comprehending word problems. Now there was something called FRACTIONS that even Mrs. F. called confusing! Maybe… maybe mom would let me stay home tomorrow. I’d never pretended to be sick before… but the way I felt now, I wouldn’t have to fake it. Oh no… Oh no… played over and over in my head… through the bell to lunch… through the reading time I usually loved… past the nerve-jangling last bell.
At home, I dropped my head onto my math book, tears pooling. What was I going to do? I just knew I’d never understand this new math. And tomorrow was going to be my doom as mocking laughs surrounded my pitiful attempts…
Mom’s hand gently rubbed my back, lifted my head, smoothed my tears. “Pam, what is it?” she asked.
All my fears spilled out like ink from my Schaeffer cartridge pen. “I have to stay home, Mom. I don’t know what I’m going to do…” My voice shook.
“That’s just fear talking,” Mom said. “You can do fractions. I’ll help you get a jump on studying them tonight so you’ll be ahead.”
The calm in her voice rushed over me like a breeze. Mom believed I could do it. She started by showing me eight pieces of a pie. “If you take two away, you’ve taken away two of the eight, right?”
“Uh, huh…” I murmured.
“That’s two eighths then, see?” she asked.
We practiced until I understood more. Still, going to bed, getting up the next day…fear crept once again into my throat.
Mom took my hand before I left. “You’ve studied and you are prepared. Now ask the Holy Spirit to take your fear and give you wisdom, Pam. You won’t be alone, because He is your helper… and I’m praying for you too,” she smiled.
Holy Spirit, help me understand… I prayed, as Mrs. F. took out her math book, picked up chalk at the blackboard. I looked at my best friend Terri and read anxiety in her eyes. Help Terri, too, I added. Fear fluttered in my stomach, but Mom’s words echoed in my thoughts. I took a deep breath. In my mind I saw Mom praying, and assuring peace settled on me. Without thinking, I found myself listening to Mrs. F. – and getting it. When, she turned to draw a pie divided into pieces, I smiled. Mom was right…I could do this math… and I couldn’t wait to get home and tell her.
“What’s the big deal about FRACTIONS anyway?” Terri leaned over to whisper, relieved.
I grinned back. Nothing – when you knew you weren’t alone.
What word has changed YOUR life?
Before writing today, I read two inspiring posts you might enjoy about words… one from a “kindred spirit” blogger I didn’t know before this celebration of words http://www.clairesteaparty.com/when-someone-loves-you/ and another from my friend Lynda, at http://faithwriters.com/blog/2011/03/11/words-matter/
Check them out and enjoy!
I’d love to hear a line or two about your life-changing word, too. Won’t you leave a comment? 🙂
© Pam Depoyan