A Standard of Excellence
Sometimes, the most profound thoughts come to me at the most mundane times. Perhaps the still monotony of performing very ordinary tasks unclog the channel through which God communicates with me.
Well, it’s winter. Not a lot of news there, but then not a surprise either. When the winter comes, it’s got its own plans, and there’s not a lot we can do about it. I’ve been reading a lot this winter, since the weather is not conducive to outdoor activities. At least, that’s my opinion. So each morning my dear husband says, “Whatever you do, don’t go outside. It’s treacherous out there!” That’s my invitation to curl up with a good book.
Did you ever get started reading a specific type of book, or a certain author’s books, and wish you could put them all in your blog for the whole world to see? Of course, if I got to do that, then I’d probably get sued for plagiarism. But being down and out for the count isn’t all “doom and gloom and agony on me.” (See earlier blogs to get caught up with my falls and surgeries, etc.) Because when you’re laid up, you can always read! Yay!!!
What a beautiful time of year we are entering! The sun is shining brightly, squirrels are rustling through the fallen leaves, and even as they hide their little treasures, they are preparing for a coming harvest- Waste not, want not!. You want to say, “God’s in His heaven and all’s right with the world!”
Sometimes we enter our adventures from human error or lack of knowledge, thus it began of our own volition. Sometimes we enter on our adventures from an outside source, as when we get lost due to someone giving us the wrong directions. Sometimes, grand adventures just happen. We don’t need to try to carry guilt or blame to please someone else.
Sometimes I open my mouth and words somehow just come spilling out. It’s really kind of scary, in a way, because suddenly, you have put into other people’s ears your own thoughts. And sometimes you might not even know you really thought that! (Like when someone is thinking and suddenly has to ask himself, “Did I say that out loud?” If that’s not scary, then let me know, but I think it is.)
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