So whole decades ago (has it really been that long?), Tom, Naomi and I watched A Chipmunk Christmas. (You remember Alvin and the Chipmunks, right? "ALVINNN!") Well, Alvin secretly gives away his harmonica (a gift from Dave, his caretaker/agent) to an ill little boy. But then Dave announces that, at their next concert, he'd like Alvin to play his new harmonica.
Uh-oh! So Alvin, unable to tell Dave that he no longer has the harmonica lest he hurt his feelings, begins a campaign to earn money for a new one. For days Alvin hunts for money and asks for money and tries to find ways to earn money, making Dave crazy and worried about Alvin's apparent mercenary selfishness.
Dave is pushed over the proverbial edge when he checks on a sleeping Alvin. He quietly opens the door, looks down at Alvin in bed who then, speaking in his sleep, repeats over and over, "MoneyMoneyMoney. MoneyMoneyMoney."
Heh. Of course, the truth comes out eventually and Dave tells Alvin he's proud of him for giving away the harmonica.
One thing never left me after watching that cartoon--the MoneyMoneyMoney thing. For over 20 years I've found perfect situations in which to repeat to Tom, "MoneyMoneyMoney," in a joking fashion. And always we chuckle.
Well lately, MoneyMoneyMoney has been on my mind. How to make it. How to save it, even though--right now--we have enough. But still each week I can get a bit bonkers while keeping-up with my online surveys (must. complete. this. boring. survey) and I keep fine-tuning my penny-pinching skills, scouring coupon websites (becoming all CouponsCouponsCoupons and wild-eyed), turning off extra lights and even pawing weekly through certain drawers for change for our big plastic pickle jar which is labeled Vacation Fund, but which, someday, may be redeemed for more practical things.
MoneyMoneyMoney. Wondering if we'll have enough too far into the future.
But then God comes along and tells me to, well, knock it off. :) And this:
"Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes." ... James 4:14
He reminds me of balance--sweet, wise balance. And he reminds me of how, in earlier centuries, many people worked too hard and died young, but how--nowadays--many people aren't working (moving around) enough and are dying young, too. So balance! Always remember the amazing value of balance, He whispers.
And Trust--remember that, too, He says. Trust that, if I do my part, He will do His. True trust coats my heart with calmness and peace and a type of faith that all will be well, all manner of things shall be well. And when I'm headed in that direction, that faith direction, it's amazing how often 'all' becomes very well, indeed.
'And All Shall Be Well, And All Shall Be Well, And All Manner Of Things Shall Be Well.' ~ St. Julian of Norwich
"Sitting is the new smoking." ... Dr. Mehmet Oz