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*admin* · 04-20-2008, 08:35 PM

"LIFE IS A BAG OF FROZEN PEAS"
A few weeks after my first wife, Georgia, was called to heaven, I
was cooking dinner for my son and myself. For a vegetable, I
decided on frozen peas. As I was cutting open the bag, it slipped
from my hands and crashed to the floor. The peas, like marbles,
rolled everywhere. I tried to use a broom, but with each swipe, the
peas rolled across the kitchen, bounced off the wall on the other
side and rolled in another direction.
My mental state at the time was fragile. Losing a spouse is an
unbearable pain. I got on my hands and knees and pulled them into
a pile to dispose of. I was half laughing and half crying as I
collected them. I could see the humor in what happened, but it
doesn’t take much for a person dealing with grief to break down.
For the next week, every time I was in the kitchen, I would find
a pea that had escaped my first clean up. In a corner, behind a
table leg, in the frays at the end of a mat, or hidden under a
heater, they kept turning up. Eight months later, I pulled out the
refrigerator to clean, and found a dozen or so petrified peas
hidden underneath.
At the time I found those few remaining peas, I was in a new
relationship with a wonderful woman I met in a widow/widower
support group. After we married, I was reminded of those peas
under the refrigerator. I realized my life had been like that bag of
frozen peas. It had shattered. My wife was gone. I was in a new
city with a busy job and a son having trouble adjusting to his new
surroundings and the loss of his mother. I was a wreck. I was a bag
of spilled, frozen peas. My life had come apart and scattered.
When life gets you down; when everything you know comes
apart; when you think you can never get through the tough times,
remember, it is just a bag of scattered, frozen peas. The peas can
be collected and life will move on. You will find all the peas. First,
the easy peas come together in a pile. You pick them up and start
to move on. Later, you will find the bigger and harder to find peas.
When you pull all the peas together, life will be whole again.
The life you know can be scattered at any time. You will move
on, but how fast you collect your peas depends on you. Will you
keep scattering them around with a broom, or will you pick them up
one-by-one and put your life back together?
How will you collect your peas?
-- Michael T. Smith

Craig A. · 06-02-2008, 10:07 PM

I definitely like this one cause how it brought us to our knees and let us be healed. If we have GOD in our lives we may possibly see the good or the love He has for us. He had to be brought to his knees not so in a way of praying but in a humbling position in order to connect with us. When something bad or good happens we don't always see why at first but if we have patience, love and humility, we then could possibly see the reason why things happen in our lives. It is so easy to focus on the negative (at least for me it is sometimes) that I miss out on the good things. My sponsor shared with me that once he lost somebody close to him and he was sad, angry, lonely, and hurt; questioning why did you have to take her away so soon? Through therapy and meditation he figured out that even though it is normal to grieve and be sad but also to enjoy the time that you had with that person and the mark he/she left in your heart. One of my prayers for others is that they leave a mark of love, kindness, and joy in everybody they meet as I wish that everyone who reads this will pass that mark on. Thanks for listening!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*annalittlebit* · 06-03-2008, 06:50 AM

I'm still finding my way around this Heaven Sent website and came across this reading this morning. In recent days I have had the death of my Mom put into the front of my subconcious mind. Her death was a suicide in 1963 when I was 15 and my sisters & I were never allowed to grieve or speak of what happened, I'm certain because my Dad did not know how to handle it. Had he only been able to collect those peas----This reading has hit my heart--Along with trying to put this situation at the foot of the cross, I will be trying to gather all of those peas. Thanks so much for this. It has come to me at the perfect time. I will share it with my 3 sisters. This is most definately God Working in my life.

04-20-2008, 08:35 PM	#1
admin Member Join Date: Jun 2006 Posts: 28,249	Life Is A Bag of Frozen Peas "LIFE IS A BAG OF FROZEN PEAS" A few weeks after my first wife, Georgia, was called to heaven, I was cooking dinner for my son and myself. For a vegetable, I decided on frozen peas. As I was cutting open the bag, it slipped from my hands and crashed to the floor. The peas, like marbles, rolled everywhere. I tried to use a broom, but with each swipe, the peas rolled across the kitchen, bounced off the wall on the other side and rolled in another direction. My mental state at the time was fragile. Losing a spouse is an unbearable pain. I got on my hands and knees and pulled them into a pile to dispose of. I was half laughing and half crying as I collected them. I could see the humor in what happened, but it doesn’t take much for a person dealing with grief to break down. For the next week, every time I was in the kitchen, I would find a pea that had escaped my first clean up. In a corner, behind a table leg, in the frays at the end of a mat, or hidden under a heater, they kept turning up. Eight months later, I pulled out the refrigerator to clean, and found a dozen or so petrified peas hidden underneath. At the time I found those few remaining peas, I was in a new relationship with a wonderful woman I met in a widow/widower support group. After we married, I was reminded of those peas under the refrigerator. I realized my life had been like that bag of frozen peas. It had shattered. My wife was gone. I was in a new city with a busy job and a son having trouble adjusting to his new surroundings and the loss of his mother. I was a wreck. I was a bag of spilled, frozen peas. My life had come apart and scattered. When life gets you down; when everything you know comes apart; when you think you can never get through the tough times, remember, it is just a bag of scattered, frozen peas. The peas can be collected and life will move on. You will find all the peas. First, the easy peas come together in a pile. You pick them up and start to move on. Later, you will find the bigger and harder to find peas. When you pull all the peas together, life will be whole again. The life you know can be scattered at any time. You will move on, but how fast you collect your peas depends on you. Will you keep scattering them around with a broom, or will you pick them up one-by-one and put your life back together? How will you collect your peas? -- Michael T. Smith

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06-02-2008, 10:07 PM	#2
Craig A. Spiritual Learner Join Date: May 2008 Location: Forest Park,Ill Posts: 108	I definitely like this one cause how it brought us to our knees and let us be healed. If we have GOD in our lives we may possibly see the good or the love He has for us. He had to be brought to his knees not so in a way of praying but in a humbling position in order to connect with us. When something bad or good happens we don't always see why at first but if we have patience, love and humility, we then could possibly see the reason why things happen in our lives. It is so easy to focus on the negative (at least for me it is sometimes) that I miss out on the good things. My sponsor shared with me that once he lost somebody close to him and he was sad, angry, lonely, and hurt; questioning why did you have to take her away so soon? Through therapy and meditation he figured out that even though it is normal to grieve and be sad but also to enjoy the time that you had with that person and the mark he/she left in your heart. One of my prayers for others is that they leave a mark of love, kindness, and joy in everybody they meet as I wish that everyone who reads this will pass that mark on. Thanks for listening!!!!!!!!!!!!!

06-03-2008, 06:50 AM	#3
annalittlebit Super Moderator Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: Scenery Hill, Pa Posts: 6,036	I'm still finding my way around this Heaven Sent website and came across this reading this morning. In recent days I have had the death of my Mom put into the front of my subconcious mind. Her death was a suicide in 1963 when I was 15 and my sisters & I were never allowed to grieve or speak of what happened, I'm certain because my Dad did not know how to handle it. Had he only been able to collect those peas----This reading has hit my heart--Along with trying to put this situation at the foot of the cross, I will be trying to gather all of those peas. Thanks so much for this. It has come to me at the perfect time. I will share it with my 3 sisters. This is most definately God Working in my life.