Forgiving is Faith
Finding it hard to think of getting up, so watched my husband methodically prepare for the day.
"How do you just keep so even keel?" I ask. "You just follow your routine and don't let things bother you. I am bothered and I don't feel like getting up."
He didn't bother to answer.
"How do you do it?" I ask again.
He glanced at me. "I don't dwell on things?"
"Then you are in a big denial?"
"No," he said with a tiny chuckle. "I just focus on the things I want to - and not dwell on the negativity."
He's right - he doesn't. He is so annoying.
I roll over and close my eyes, but that second sleep evades me,
I sit up. I might as well face the day.
I'm reminded - it is always a choice.
Do I focus on the comfort of my warm bed - or do I begin to think of the excitement of a new day?
Do I linger on the wear and tear of yesterday - or embrace the unexplored day?
Why is it harder for me than my husband? Why do some people have it easier than others?
My husband brings me coffee.....
I forgive him.
Faith is not simply a patience that passively suffers until the storm is past. Rather, it is a spirit that bears things - with resignations, yes, but above all, with blazing, serene hope. - Corazon Aquino
"How do you just keep so even keel?" I ask. "You just follow your routine and don't let things bother you. I am bothered and I don't feel like getting up."
He didn't bother to answer.
"How do you do it?" I ask again.
He glanced at me. "I don't dwell on things?"
"Then you are in a big denial?"
"No," he said with a tiny chuckle. "I just focus on the things I want to - and not dwell on the negativity."
He's right - he doesn't. He is so annoying.
I roll over and close my eyes, but that second sleep evades me,
I sit up. I might as well face the day.
I'm reminded - it is always a choice.
Do I focus on the comfort of my warm bed - or do I begin to think of the excitement of a new day?
Do I linger on the wear and tear of yesterday - or embrace the unexplored day?
Why is it harder for me than my husband? Why do some people have it easier than others?
My husband brings me coffee.....
I forgive him.
Faith is not simply a patience that passively suffers until the storm is past. Rather, it is a spirit that bears things - with resignations, yes, but above all, with blazing, serene hope. - Corazon Aquino