W2's and other Sticky Subjects

Everything isn't always going to be rosy unless you're one of those people who don't mind walking through life wearing pink glasses.

While I try to look on the bright side of things, every now and then something comes along that threatens my ability to merrily roll along.  Every now and then a potential deal breaker pops up and at once I can feel my body become tense and silently scream, "All bets off!"

Peace stealers come in all different shapes and sizes.  Some come with perfect packaging hiding crummy interiors while others shlep up without trying in the least to hide their joy robbing selves. My most recent peace stealer came in the form of a misplaced W2.

While I am not the most organized person in the world I am pretty reliable when it comes to keeping track of important stuff like insurance policies, major purchase receipts, repair bills, warranties and anything even closely related to tax documents.  In my quest to stay on the somewhat organized side of life, I typically have one location, usually a basket because I love baskets, where I store 'keeper' mail until I have time to actually sit down and file each piece into its appropriate folder or whatever.

So, you ask yourself, how then does such an almost fairly well organized individual misplace an all important W2?

Long story short, in that catch all basket of papers waiting to be filed there was an instance of unidentified bonding that occurred. One envelope of minor importance somehow attached itself to the missing envelope of major importance containing the missing W2.  With the not so important envelope's backside sticking to the front of the all important envelope holding the W2, it was next to impossible to detect the presence of the W2.

Given that I have just described the unfortunate circumstance of the sticky envelopes, I obviously eventually found my much sought after, missing W2.  True, it was at around 12:30 AM but still, the mission was accomplished.

I share all of this to say_

Sometimes, 

the important stuff in life is way too easily overlooked  

Sometimes, 

when you realize how desperately you need the overlooked important stuff 

it can take a surprisingly long while to find it

Sometimes, 

what you are so sincerely searching for 

has been there all along

Dear God,
It's day twenty-four of thirty, so, it's been about three and a half weeks that I've been praying to you in this blog.  In the grand scheme of things, that is practically no time at all.  As you know, it has been years that I have been searching for the best way to reach you and return to that wonderful place of unwavering and satisfying faith.  Come to find out, all I ever had to do to be close to you like I use to be was to take the time to speak with you, one on one, each and every day.  All along, you were just one gentle mention away.

Now that I am here, now that I'm talking with you again, I want to stay.

I don't want to return to the wandering years of restlessness and questioning.  I don't want to return to the reading of every spiritual book that happens to hit the bestseller list hoping to find the joy in life, which by the way, is simply found in personally knowing you.

Thank you again for this prayer journey that you placed on my heart to follow because without this time with you I have no doubt at all that I would still be floundering around in the dessert of life, hopelessly searching for answers to questions that don't matter.

Today, God, I ask that you allow me to be of some service to those who are currently searching for you.

Let me be light to those on the dark path of misguided spirituality who have a hunger for understanding their purpose but who look to false teachings to find it.  So many people post daily horoscopes and lucky numbers and such on FaceBook and Twitter and forward useless chain letters in effort to feed their human desire to understand what life is really all about.  They cling to empty promises as they hope to somehow grab hold of reason or luck...


Please, let me be of some sort of service to these dear ones with hungry hearts who, though they may not realize it, long to be connected to you.

Sometimes, 

we look for meaning in all the wrong places while all along, 

you, 

the One True God and Creator of All 

who declared a time and purpose for everything under heaven, 

have been just one prayer away.