if only life had a remote control....

There is that one movie, Click, with Adam Sandler that just so happened to be playing on some TV network that plays movies over and over again. Not his finest performance. I didn't want to watch it, but for at least five minutes my eyes were glued to that movie with one simple thought....what if life had a remote control?

What a brilliant concept. A device that would allow us to have a little bit of control over our lives. Something that would let us press the stop button so we could catch our breath or fast forward through a big exam, tough conversation or just one of those days that you just want to forget. A device that would let us rewind a conversation we just had so we could say all the things we wanted to say but didn't get out. We could press the mute button, and just watch the person's mouth move, but not hear a dang thing. The volume can be turned up on those moments we wish would last forever, and the words we never want to hear and conversations we don't want to be a part of, the volume could be conveniently turned down.

If only this....If only that.

It would be great wouldn't it.

I would have used the pause button about two weeks ago, standing on Manhattan beach at sunset, in the ocean, almost up to my knees. I can remember the smell, the colors and the movement of the water. But I can't remember any sound, all I could hear was the waves. It was the first time in a VERY long time that I felt like I could breathe. I felt like the ground underneath my feet stopped moving. The only movement was when the ocean washed the sand out from underneath my feet. I watched the sun fall into the horizon of an ocean that went on for eternity. I would pause that moment. I would live in that moment forever if I could.

I would fast forward to Tuesday, when I get to go home for 24 hours with my team. To the moment where my Dad hugs me. And in that moment reminds me who I am and where I am from. Reminds me that I am my father's daughter, a fighter and a person that dusts myself off and pushes on. And in that simple act, my dad brings me back down to earth again.

I would turn up the volume in the moments where Christ seems to whisper, cause I probably am not listening.

I would mute the people who speak negatively and turn up the volume on people who speak life and hope into others.

I would rewind to the moments where I didn't thank people or tell them what they meant to me.

I would record the moments that I want to remember for a very long time.

Unfortunately we don't have the luxury of a remote control that is able to control the pace, speed or volume of our life. Or maybe we do.

May you press the stop button and take a moment to take in God's creation.

May you pause during the moments where you feel like yourself again.

Turn up the volume on the people in your life who speak life and hope into you.

Mute the people who speak negativity.

Find a moment, daily, weekly or monthly where you can press the pause button and just be. The moment where you can be still and know who your Creator is, WHO you are and WHOSE your are.