>> Sunday, December 11, 2011
Never Give Up On SomethingYou Can't Go A Day Without Thinking About
I saw this quote on FaceBook. It struck me like a thunderbolt and jolted me to the tips of my toes. Unable to get it out of my mind, it niggled my brain to distraction.
So I made a list.
Coming up with all the things I think about on a given day wasn't all that hard. That being said, I'm a simple woman with a pretty straight-foward outlook on life so there wasn't that much to choose from.
Here's my list, in no particular order (except for #1.)
2. Friends & Family
5. My job
7. My home
8. Golf (summer months only)
10. The Civic
11. My hair (it has to be on the list; however, it actually belongs in the 'addiction' category.)
It's not all that astounding and those that know me well probably could have pin-pointed most of them. But when I started to mull the list over in light of the first half of the quote, it begged a question:
Life can be difficult. And everyone feels like giving up sometimes. But how often do I throw up my hands and toss in the towel?Do I give up on the important things?
Some of my items are just normal things that can be annoying on occasion. Surely I would never give up on my home, car, or pets. Golf? I've considered it after a really bad round. Until the next time I step up to the tee.
Electronics can frustrate even the most saintly, but I wouldn't dream of living without them. My hair? I've learned to get past that one.
Writing is my passion and isn't going anywhere. When my brain turns to mush and I want to chuck it all, I just save and close the file, easy-peasy. It will be there another day.
Relationships can be hard. And messy. They're complicated and can make us crazy. But to do without? Not an option. You just learn to fight through the bad stuff: it always passes.
So maybe I don't give up on things. Do I take a break? Umm...yeah...probably more than I should. And eventually wander back.
It should be noted that God is in the top spot for a reason. I can honestly say I don't give up on him. Why? Because he NEVER gives up on me. I'm sure I frustrate him on occasion. And I totally know that my antics must amuse him.
There are times I whine at him and can be a bit of a complainer. I can lapse into victimhood in one dramatic heartbeat. His broad shoulders probably take me with a grain of salt, even at my worst.
And when I get distracted, he welcomes me back with a hug. After I figure out I don't have to do it all on my own.
Thank goodness he's always there.
Leads me to believe that he can't go a day without thinking about me.
Which means he'll never give up on me either.
That's a relief.