A certain child I know was ecstatic when she was able to install this shelf in a catawampus closet so that the level read level. That bubble was dead center. It took grit, determination, and more than one attempt. I was so proud of her.
I was not so proud a few months later when she was caught in a lie.
“Are you on the level?” She swore she was. A little fact-checking proved she wasn’t.
Level is level. There is no wiggle-room. It’s like that math at issue. The answer is the answer. Truth is truth–or it isn’t.
Lord, help me to keep my bubble dead-center when your Spirit asks for my answers.
How has your year started? Are you feeling overwhelmed? Have you realized that you didn’t get back to one of those many commitments that you made days and weeks ago; have your resolutions become irresolute? Or, like me, have you realized that some things just aren’t that important, and it’s a matter of priority. There’s nothing like being sick for a week or more to help a person prioritize. That’s when you realize that only the most important things have to be done, and those things that can scream urgent really aren’t. There’s a wonderful peace in that. Even though there are still many things left t0 do, they will be there waiting for me if I don’t get to them today. Today I will make sure what’s important today gets done, and maybe, just maybe do a little more.
Steal this, post this, give it away . . . It’s time we choose to make choices, even if that choice means denying ourselves.