Choices and Open (or Closed) Doors
Posted 12-04-2010 at 08:13 AM by LookinForMayberry
I'm listening to Vivaldi Motets checked out from the local library and thinking about how I want to spend this free Saturday.
There's a stack of addressed Christmas envelopes and cards here, next to the start of a knitted Christmas project -- the second, after the first started project had to be ripped out. (There was a pattern error, and I don't have time to figure out where or what is wrong.) We talked about whether we want to pull out the boxes of decorations downstairs, or just put up a wreath.
Then again, it's forecast to be a dry day, so maybe I want to just forget about Christmas and take Bigun to a dog park.
Since I started volunteering at the local animal shelter/adoption center, my hours have grown from 5-7 PM on Tuesdays to include Fridays and Sundays. I am happy to help, and it seems to have the added value of making me appreciate my time off even more. Still, it does make choosing what to do with the time seem even more important.
I have to keep reminding myself that nothing really matters other than keeping my heart compassionate and caring, regardless of what I am doing. Otherwise, I get caught in the "what" and that leads me to narrowing my focus to my little self. It's an easy downward spiral to fall into, and not particularly satisfying to anyone, including me.
DH just informed me that he's making waffles. Do I want one? Heck yes I want one; I want fifty! I will have a quarter. (My weight continues to grow with my girth, and I have pretty much given up on reversing that until after the holidays are over.)
However the day unfolds, I am grateful for my choices, knowing that many, many others are not so blesssed. May they please receive the blessings that God has granted me, in understanding that their choices lead them to open or closed doors.
So far, I've been fortunate to choose the path that has open doors, and I thank God for leading me on that path.
There's a stack of addressed Christmas envelopes and cards here, next to the start of a knitted Christmas project -- the second, after the first started project had to be ripped out. (There was a pattern error, and I don't have time to figure out where or what is wrong.) We talked about whether we want to pull out the boxes of decorations downstairs, or just put up a wreath.
Then again, it's forecast to be a dry day, so maybe I want to just forget about Christmas and take Bigun to a dog park.
Since I started volunteering at the local animal shelter/adoption center, my hours have grown from 5-7 PM on Tuesdays to include Fridays and Sundays. I am happy to help, and it seems to have the added value of making me appreciate my time off even more. Still, it does make choosing what to do with the time seem even more important.
I have to keep reminding myself that nothing really matters other than keeping my heart compassionate and caring, regardless of what I am doing. Otherwise, I get caught in the "what" and that leads me to narrowing my focus to my little self. It's an easy downward spiral to fall into, and not particularly satisfying to anyone, including me.
DH just informed me that he's making waffles. Do I want one? Heck yes I want one; I want fifty! I will have a quarter. (My weight continues to grow with my girth, and I have pretty much given up on reversing that until after the holidays are over.)
However the day unfolds, I am grateful for my choices, knowing that many, many others are not so blesssed. May they please receive the blessings that God has granted me, in understanding that their choices lead them to open or closed doors.
So far, I've been fortunate to choose the path that has open doors, and I thank God for leading me on that path.
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