Things I vow to never do again but do anyway:
- browse Walgreens while waiting for a prescription
- buy cards to send to my daughter, cards that sit in a pile on my desk
- get up before 6 am
- smoke another cigarette
- care about people who don’t care about me
- leave the dishes for the next day
- forget my vitamin d
- read upsetting news
- let things pile up on the counters and table
- forgo eating unless I am feeding others
Things I vow to do more but don’t:
- be in the moment
- pray instead of worrying
- walk
- paint my toenails
- wear bright colors
- play music
- nurture my husband
- really clean the house
- trust God’s timing
- let go of the past
Remembering I too am like the rocks sculpted over time, means it is okay if yesterday was a mess. I have another chance today to work on my lists. I am just as hard as those rocks, rigid in my thinking, in my habits. God has to mold me, little granules at a time, removing small bits of gravel that I barely notice until one day I realize I am no longer hurting in that place, I am glorious in this one. So incredibly blessed with a Father who shows up even when I bring the same list of failings, day after day but want new results. It is only in looking back that I can see how far I have come, the road ahead still blocked with boulders. Shaping, sculpting, shaving away, pebble by pebble.
Jesus asked them, “Have you never read in the Scriptures, “The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone. This was the Lord’s doing, and it is amazing in our eyes.’? Matthew 21:42