Several years ago my family was climbing out of our van in the church parking lot as the Anderson family, who were the same size in number but younger in ages, were climbing out of theirs. Mr. Anderson said..."Good morning Sister Savage. Tell me this gets easier." I simply returned, sorry it doesn't get easier, just different.
I have been seeing lately the truth of this statement in several life experiences.
Eating.
Exercise.
Serving.
Finances
Decisions.
Responsibility.
But one thing I do know. Each day is a gift. I intend to be more grateful, To be a better wife, to be more obedient, and to be more loving and less needy.
I am still working out the details for my coming goals. Two thousand and twelve may not be easier...in fact I will count on it being...well different. And while I may make plans...I will adjust as necessary. Enjoy the moment it will change. ~HUGS~
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