"Return to your stronghold, O prisoners of hope; today I declare that I will restore to you double." ... Zechariah 9:12
So many tests, so little patience from Debra.
One test? Naomi and Justin are in the process of an amicable break-up and Naomi wants to make big changes to her life. That's all I can say about that at this time, but man, after 3 years, Tom and I will miss Justin. Gah.
And there are other things, but this one, below, saddens me, also. See this?
That's one of my best-loved 'corners' in my home. Rarely am I able to create such a pretty scene. I stare at it, even while watching tv sometimes. My heart sings when I do, for it helps the visual illusion that we've lived here 50 years (or so). My aim.
Well, Tom's longed to buy a bigger tv for years, one to place in his room, but it's just not working out. Plus, as I told him, I don't believe in watching tv in pitch-dark rooms, so I'd never see movies with him in there.
He'd be like a scary troll, all alone.
So after a once-yearly huge argument last night, I caved and told Tom to go ahead: buy a larger tv-- for over the fireplace. I'll remove my vintage white dishes and the beautiful painting and cram them (somehow) into our (dark, northern exposure)office. Or on the floor of the guest room upstairs. Whatever. Who cares anymore?
He said, "No, don't do that," but I said, "Yes, I'm going to because I'm tired of this whole discussion where I'm made to sound like a tyrannical woman for wanting to decorate my home and--"
Well, you get it. Maybe you've heard something similar where you live. シ
Man, after having yet one more thing stripped away, I need to return to my post where I listed what still remains. I must remind myself Ecclesiastes 3:3 doesn't just say, "There's only time to tear down," but rather, it adds, "and a time to build."
Thank-goodness that after Tear Down Season comes the Let's Build Things Again! one.
Also, may I remember what matters is I behave well during the tear-down (which I certainly did not do last night. Did. Not.).
And may I forgive everyone, including myself, for all our annoying humanity which still clings to us and recall this, also--
"This world is not my home,
I'm just a passin' through."
I am living in temporary quarters, you know. We all are. Whew.
“Disappointment to a noble soul is what cold water is to burning metal; it strengthens, tempers, intensifies, but never destroys it.” --- copied
Gee, this has hugely comforted me lately!--
And gratitude! Oh, gratitude helps, also. Lately when I catch my head complaining like crazy, I make myself list 5 unique things for which I'm grateful.
Oooh, what a good habit, that one. I think I'll keep it.
"For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." ... Matthew 6:14,15