Half of 2013 is over so it is time to check on my Power of One Word - COMPASSION. For those of you who need to be brought up to speed - each year instead of a New Year's Resolution, I choose a word to guide me for the year. I pray about this word, I look for the word in my everyday life, I try to live by the word.
Past words have been Cleanse, Joy, Peace and now Compassion. God helps me choose my word for the year...and He makes me work for my word.
Compassion is more complicated than you think. Yes, I serve others and I serve God. What I struggle with is knowing how much concern to show for others; how much to help; how much to give to God; when to let go. I am a compassionate person. It makes me who I am. It also can consume me and cause me pain. It is my word this year so I can have compassion with balance. Be merciful. Have compassion with grace.
It is July and I am learning to be compassionate with boundaries - to show love, concern and to help others without losing a piece of myself. It is hard for me. I am not completely there yet and the truth is - I probably never will be.
If being too compassionate is my biggest obstacle today...I'll take it. Wink.
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Let go, Let God
There is a reason people say, "Let go, let God." It is a nice way of saying, "Get over yourself. This thing you are worried about is too big for you. Hand it over to someone that can help you. God."
I am a worrier. I blame my dad. It is in my DNA thanks to him. My sister inherited it too. We can worry ourselves sick if you let us. We are not allowed to worry about the same things at the same time because we are each others "one" - the one person that brings the big (or small) worry into perspective for the other one.
I seem to have lots of worries these days. I am doing my best to give them to God. I am thankful I am not His Project Manager for the requests He receives - especially since mine seem so petty compared to so many other things in the world around me. Of course I remind myself of my blessings, the gifts in my life, the amazing people that surround me. I know, I know.
So if I blog about it, it must be true. I will do a better job of letting my worries not consume me and asking God for help.
Here's to Letting Go and Letting God!
I am a worrier. I blame my dad. It is in my DNA thanks to him. My sister inherited it too. We can worry ourselves sick if you let us. We are not allowed to worry about the same things at the same time because we are each others "one" - the one person that brings the big (or small) worry into perspective for the other one.
I seem to have lots of worries these days. I am doing my best to give them to God. I am thankful I am not His Project Manager for the requests He receives - especially since mine seem so petty compared to so many other things in the world around me. Of course I remind myself of my blessings, the gifts in my life, the amazing people that surround me. I know, I know.
So if I blog about it, it must be true. I will do a better job of letting my worries not consume me and asking God for help.
Here's to Letting Go and Letting God!
Sunday, July 14, 2013
50th
Happy 50th Wedding Anniversary, Aunt Elsie and Uncle Bob!
50 years! That is remarkable. I wish my mom was there to celebrate with her sister, but she was looking down on the party, smiling (and talking with her hands).
I truly cannot imagine spending 50 years with another person. I am too old for that now anyway. I don't plan on marrying someone this year or living until I am 90 or older. But seriously...50 whole years in the same living quarters with another person. Honestly, I don't think it is in me.
Aunt Elsie and Uncle Bob looked really happy. I loved sharing and listening to stories. They are a living legacy. I am proud to say I celebrated a 50th wedding anniversary. It doesn't happen as often as it should these days.
I think we should rename Wylie Park after them - Weigel Park it is. Aberdeen, SD.
50 years! That is remarkable. I wish my mom was there to celebrate with her sister, but she was looking down on the party, smiling (and talking with her hands).
I truly cannot imagine spending 50 years with another person. I am too old for that now anyway. I don't plan on marrying someone this year or living until I am 90 or older. But seriously...50 whole years in the same living quarters with another person. Honestly, I don't think it is in me.
Aunt Elsie and Uncle Bob looked really happy. I loved sharing and listening to stories. They are a living legacy. I am proud to say I celebrated a 50th wedding anniversary. It doesn't happen as often as it should these days.
I think we should rename Wylie Park after them - Weigel Park it is. Aberdeen, SD.
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