WASTE

Loss of what might have been is never a good feeling. Regret stabs at us in such situations.

And that is to be expected. For there is nothing we can do that will allow us to turn back the clock and in some way reclaim what never was. It remains a ghost in our thoughts, a reminder of some desire that never was given life.

Sometimes in life we never do truly get a chance to claim those lose opportunities. They just remain lost. It is a postcard of lament to add to our scrap of sorrow.

One thing I have often wondered about is does the Lord in any way have a plan in eternity to see that all the things we lost in this life get restored or fulfilled in eternity? I do know he has promised to wipe away every tear.

We are really told what that means exactly. But to me nothing wipes away tears as much joy. Does that mean that what we thought would give us joy in this life will happen in eternity?

I can't answer that. I do know if some joy we missed out on in this life is only related to this life, would it really matter in eternity? If I didn't get my heart's desire say with some Christmas present, will that matter in the next life?

Personally, I don't think so. We will have a different frame of reference and that always is one grounded in the enlightened state that touches us when in God's presence.

There are so many things we can know about heaven while in this life. But I don't think that it will ever be a place of pain.

I have been touched in a way that makes me appreciate there is a joy in knowing things you never could know in this lie A time when we can savor so much more than is here.

However, I do feel that our talents and who we are as a person will truly be so much more empowered and blessed in that time.

And just clinging to that knowledge helps to make the absence of dreams a more quiet experience than one of constant tears. I can't live that for somebody else though.

I can only share and hope it touches with some hug of encouragement for those struggling through some valley. Perhaps the shadows can't be ended, but maybe they can be less harsh.

Which if we succeed in that joy, it is truly other than waste. And that will always be a source of thanks giving if we see it as a blessing instead of a failure.

Through the eyes shine the moments the soul carries to eternity.