i decided to turn my twit around
It’s been a little quiet around here lately, huh? I’ve been busy getting the kids off to a new year of school and clearing the wreckage summer left behind. I’ve also been working on a little writing project I can’t wait to share with you. Lastly, I’ve been carrying a bit of emotional baggage.
My life for the last year and a half or so, has me doing all I can, with all I have in me, to keep my head above water. When even the slightest bit of heavy sneaks its way into our lives, it pulls me under. And that’s where I’m at. Sputtering to keep my head above water.
I wish I didn’t feel so deeply. I wish I didn’t care so much. I wish I could close the door and walk away. But God didn’t create me that way. I’ll tell ya what though … I’m so thankful to be in the middle of the 31 days of faith online study … as much as I’m journaling and encouraging you every day, believe-you-me I’m letting each word and truth sink deep into my own heart.
Anyway. I’ve been struggling with this emotional mess and in the process have been just a wee bit short-tempered, impatient, and preoccupied. And, ahem, please don’t ask my children for a definition of “wee bit.”
Last night I was at my computer when the girls came bounding in … all loud-like and full of energy … you know, like kids do. I had just clicked over to this post and quickly read mid-post, “Distracted by one wrong thing, I was missing out seeing many right things.”
As Hunter hit the iPod play button, Wynter broke out in a crazytown dance, and Piper stood by observing it all … my annoyance and impatience gave way to smiles as I too, decided to turn my twit around.
With my twit in check, it was a better day. And truly … we have so much to be thankful for. So much to give praise for. Those are the things we need to stay focused on. His mercies are new each morning … it’s our choice to take hold of them or not.
How ’bout you? Could your twit use a little redirecting today? Wanna make a deal? Next time we feel our twit out of whack, let’s stop what we’re feeling and say to ourselves, “turn my twit around.” Maybe on repeat. I had to do it a few times today and ended up making myself smile. Seriously … how can you not smile by saying, “twit.”
One last piece of wisdom from Lysa:
The Devil loves to make us focus on the little that’s
wrong so we miss the big picture of all that’s right.