Have you ever considered that the most pivotal moments in life might not be as random as they seem?
On December 31st, New Years Eve, I will celebrate 18 years of marriage to my husband, John Henry Scott III. This episode is dedicated to him. I hope this episode inspires you to breathe in deeply and acknowledge the encounters in your life that are anything but random. The extraordinary can often masquerade as mundance moments and encounters that have the potential to profoundly shape our lives. As you listen, I urge you to recognize and cherish the not so random threads in your own life.
Have you ever considered that the most pivotal moments in life might not be as random as they seem?
On December 31st, New Years Eve, I will celebrate 18 years of marriage to my husband, John Henry Scott III. This episode is dedicated to him. I hope this episode inspires you to breathe in deeply and acknowledge the encounters in your life that are anything but random. The extraordinary can often masquerade as mundance moments and encounters that have the potential to profoundly shape our lives. As you listen, I urge you to recognize and cherish the not so random threads in your own life.
Hello, darling, you're listening to the Wake Up and Show Up podcast with your host, portia Scott. This podcast is a collection of interviews and stories weaving together life's pivotal moments and the decisions made to show up and impact humanity. One person at a time. Hello, darlings, and good gratitude. Morning.
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Gratitude is the not-so-random encounters my husband and I met in Iraq. I was in the military and he was a contractor. Two humans on two different paths, crossed by coincidence maybe, or divine connection, absolutely, completely oblivious to the plan of God for our lives. Until the not-so-random moments. It's the moment you realize someone at church or work or at your favorite coffee spot. Isn't it funny how they were always there but you never realized it For us.
Speaker 1:
We began to see each other at church, randomly walking by the barbershop, walking past the PX, which is the post exchange. It's kind of like a mini-target, the random encounters bumping into each other at the Burger King. I'm not so sure about you, but it's the not-so-random moments that I'm always drawn to. How could I not realize that there was this 6-3 dark chocolate handsome man, you know, the one with the kind eyes and the kind smile, the one with the charisma and boom in his voice that commands any room that he walks into. How could I not see him? How could I not see it? It was like one day my eyes opened. Sometimes, those moments when you finally see someone realize a dream, see a vision, realize purpose, finally see the path forward, we realize they were actually not so random at all. It's like a divine orchestra has been written for your life and in that moment you finally hear it. It's like a divine screenplay has been written for your life and you can finally see it. If it weren't for my not-so-random moment, I would never know what it means for someone to choose to love me, not for my performance, not because I did a good job, not because I'm an incredible person because I am pretty awesome but someone that would love me in my brokenness, in the mess that no one else sees, someone who knows my deepest mistakes, regrets and still chooses to love me. My not-so-random moment has given me someone that I can lay my head on at night and feel safe and seen. My not-so-random moment has given me not a perfect life, but the perfect life for us Three beautiful children and someone that I am looking and excited about growing old with. On New Year's Eve, it will be my 18th year anniversary.
Speaker 1:
I pondered and pondered on what to give a man that has everything I thought about. Maybe I could give him 18 cards for 18 years. But then I remembered when we first met. He gave me 21 cards to open for 21 days. As I sat in Iraq waiting for him to return from R&R. I thought about maybe writing him 18 love letters, but he ended up writing me a whole book on our love already.
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I can't paint, so no cool pictures. I'm not crafty, so no cool blankets with our face or anniversary date painted or crocheted on it. But I can communicate the remains. That is close to my heart, one that he is continually pushing me never to give up, and one that I know he'll listen to. John Henry Scott III, this gratitude moment is dedicated to you. It's my way to try to sum up a small portion of our love, a small portion of my gratitude for you. Open your eyes and ears, darling, take in the moments of chance, coincidence, serendipity, and breathe out gratitude for your own not so random encounters and Twitter at IAMPorsche Scott, until next time, go impact the world.
