Each day I take another step down the hot, slippery sand. Now, almost 8 months into the journey, the slippery steps are fewer, but they still occur and threaten to set me and my beach gear down on my butt in that hot sand. Wednesday was a slip sliddin’ day. Yesterday threatened to be one, but as soon as woke up and felt the slide, I asked God to change it. Asked Him to turn around my attitude and thinking. It was amazing. Within ten minutes He showed me some more “great and unsearchable things I did not know”, such as stop worrying about what’s “needed” and to just go out there and “be”.
I was immediately energized and ready for yoga. I came home full of energy to mow the lawn. I was so excited about teaching my Young Authors class in the evening. The kids and I had a wonderful time – leaving me ending the day on such a high. Then two daughters called and talked excitedly about the happenings in their lives. Then my husband called full of fun plans for the weekend. I barely had time for Words With Friends! Life was good last night.
This morning I thanked Him and asked for Him to keep me going in a forward, positive, direction. Guess what? Another great day of yoga, mowing the rest of the lawn, washing the car, vacuuming the garage, and waiting for my husband. Today I decided work was good. Thinking back to the long winter days when I couldn’t move out of the chair, I see how far I had to climb to get up the beach path, and I now appreciate my journey down the other side. These two days the steps were firm and my legs were strong and steady. Below, my hero, Father Tim, sums it up better than I can.
And so, as another day goes by, I will gladly do the grunting and leave the heavy lifting to Him, and…I have written.
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