Regrets

They say hindsight is always 20/20 and I can testify that from my own experience, this is true!

Unfortunately, my 20/20 left when I hit somewhere around 40 and everything else has followed suit as well!

Maybe like me, you have a “wish list” or maybe a “woulda, coulda, shoulda” one. Sometimes I pull it out and remind myself of what I might have done differently, if I knew then what I know now.

I wish I would have listened to my very light skinned friend who used to warn me about laying out to get a suntan as soon as warm weather hit. “You’ll get cancer!” she would chide as I happily slathered myself with another layer of “Coppertone”.

Her words come back to haunt me now, when I put on my morning makeup and see how hard it is to conceal the sun damage of my youth and the spots I need to keep an eye on.

I wish I would have taken my studies much more serious than I did. I wasn’t the worst student in the school but I do think a bit less ‘socializing’ with my friends and more application to the books could have served me much better in the long run.

What scholarships could I have gotten and what degree might have helped us out when finances were especially tight?

I wish I would have taken voice lessons. I love to sing but never learned correctly, so I don’t have the vocal control now that I had when I was younger.

How much I would enjoy having the depth and richness that my husband’s full voice still has due to the excellent instruction he received at Friends University as a Singing Quaker!

Yes, those regrets tend to sneak up on me at times until I remind myself of the flip side of that coin.

There are many decisions in my life however, that I don’t regret.

I came to trust in Jesus as my Savior in my early teens right as I was at a crossroad with what choices of friends and influences I was going to listen to. My love for Him and desire to know him more, set me on a trajectory that totally transformed my life with purpose and a love for others that I hadn’t experienced before.

Beauty, talent and intellect could not have filled the empty places that I felt deep inside of me that only Jesus could fill. The freedom, peace and wisdom for life He gives are all a product of His immeasurable love that can’t compare with anything this world has to offer.

I have never once, regretted that I am a Christ follower. The abundant riches of His love and faithfulness are a wellspring of living water that never runs dry. It is not always easy and I am far from perfect, but He always makes a way. He is my purpose in life.

I don’t regret marrying my husband and serving in ministry with him. He is a good man and I know God brought me exactly who I needed to balance me out.

I don’t regret having made the decision to be a stay at home mom. Every sacrifice involved economically, emotionally and physically to invest in our five children has been worth it in immeasurable ways. Each one of them is a gift and the opportunity to pour into their lives and watch them grow into the wonderful individuals they are has been a joy and I am grateful to be called their “mom”.

I have no regrets about the hard times and trials that I have faced in life. They have shaped and strengthened me into the person I am today, which would not have been the case had my life been cushioned from sorrow and struggles. Romans 8:28 has played out in my life in amazing ways.

The regrets in life keep me humble. They remind me that I am human and I don’t know everything nor will I, this side of eternity. Nonetheless, they have purpose and meaning if for no other reason than to give me a retrospect of wisdom for future decisions, or to pass on to someone else.

At the end of the day, whether I have regrets or not, really doesn’t matter when I consider that all of these things have served a purpose, not just in shaping me into the person I am today but also in the one I will be tomorrow.

“For we know that all things work together for the good for those who love God and are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28

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