Thursday, December 1, 2011
I have been dreading your visit. I admit but now that you are here,
I will make friends and remember that years and years ago I lived
for you. When I turn the calendar my stomach falls in my shoes.
I don't think you have changed, I think it is me.
When did my lists become longer than War and Peace? When
did I decide that running for 24 days was a good sport to be involved in?
I got mad at myself this morning because you see, the other previous
11 months I enjoy turning the calendar and greeting a new friend filled
with lots of glorious gifts.
My attitude I find I have more in common with the Grinch
and Scrooge than George and Mary in "It's a Wonderful Life."
So December, I will change since the only people we can ever change
are our own attitudes. I will open my Bible, " I will not grow weary
in doing good."
I will, December--- stop, sit by the fire, drink tea, and dream of all
of the ways you have blessed my life. How most of December when
I sit back and take the time I have enjoyed you.
I will watch the sun rise and the sun set and I will be glad that
I have been given the gift of one more December and lots of
of gifts I have received are not under a tree but in my heart.
Welcome December, I am glad you are here.