Counting or Dancing

"Don't count the hours, but make the hours count."

I think that's something like living for the moment instead of always wishing to be somewhere else, not longing for things to change so life will be "better".

Some days it works. Some days it doesn't.

Yesterday was a chilly, gloomy, very rainy day! I was not in the mood to work. All I wanted to do was go home, cuddle up in a blanket, munch on popcorn and watch a good movie. I mentioned this to my co-worker and then that was all we could think/talk about for the rest of the day. Work just didn't seem to have any appeal. I was counting the hours alright - the hours till I could finally go home!

I'm sure I've mentioned this song before but I REALLY DO LIKE IT so I'll mention it again. It's the song, "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack. I'm not very good at dancing. I feel like I have 2 left feet. I step on toes. I stumble and fall. Sometimes I just sit on the floor and weep. I don't even FEEL like trying again. What's the use?????? But then someone comes along. He tenderly looks at me, stretches out his hand and asks me to dance again. I say, "I can't!" He says, "You can! I will help you. You'll be glad you did."

NOT blond

I am NOT blond! I may be a "bear of very little brain" but I am NOT blond! I know, I'm trying to convince myself. After today, even I, am having doubts...

My one and only dearly beloved cell phone died on me last night! I was distressed! How could I live without a phone??? I couldn't even call anyone to find out what to do! It said it was fully charged but then the screen went black as night and my heart sank within me. It must need a new battery, I thought. I didn't know. I may work at a computer repair shop but I know NOTHING about the technical issues of modern devices.

So this afternoon I took my cell phone and sinking heart and headed to the computer shop to have the guys take a look. And all it took was one look, punching the power button and wonder of wonders, my phone worked again! We all had a good laugh and those guys are probably laughing still! As for myself, I was vastly relieved that I didn't have to buy a new phone or even a new battery.

After that I went home and played a few rounds of Dominoes with Dad and Mom. At least that my poor brain could handle!

LOVED!

I feel loved-by the Father. He gives and gives and gives some more, even when I feel so undeserving. I don't understand why/how He could love me so much, but all I can do is accept it and pass it on to others.

I heard an awesome concert by the Gaither Vocal Band at the Kansas State Fair this week. One song they sang talked about how because we know we are loved by God we can risk loving others. They ended with the song, "Because He Lives". It says, "Because he lives I can face tomorrow, because he lives all fear is gone..."

What hope! What peace in knowing God is in control! The future is as bright as my God is big!

Weekends!

And then there were weekends...ahhhh!..a three-day weekend, at that!

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my jobs, and yet...it's nice to give the brain a break (especially a "bear of very little brain" like me, for I fear sometimes that if I use it too much someday there will be nothing left at all!). This new job is brain stretching, but in a good way, and soon I will be able to answer all your computer questions (well, I MIGHT have to refer you to Sanford or Kevin for some of the harder ones). Frankly, when I hear the guys at work talking computers, I think they're talking a different language. A language I fear I will never learn. Learning a new language was not on my list of things to do before I turn 40.

When my alarm went off at 6:45 this morning, I tried to recall what day it was. Surely not another work day-and it wasn't! I smiled to myself as I remembered that I was going yard saling with friends. It didn't take me long to scramble out of bed, at that happy thought. The morning was cool and cloudy, the fellowship rich and sweet and the yard sales plentiful. I think we all came home satisfied with our "finds". My best treasures of the day were a shower curtain and a small electric heater.

And now it is time to go home and do my Saturday work so I can truly have a holiday on Monday. I sure wouldn't want to labor on Labor Day!