Painting the Deck …. I spent several hours with my sons, in the quiet outdoors, painting our deck together. We talked and laughed and at times, we were just silent. I was sad when the project ended. So, I’m thinking fishing may have the same feel. We’ll give it a shot.
Learning Curves … When I finally grasp a new concept, I feel wonderful. The best new concept I ever grasped was understanding the spiritual andemotional natures of sexual intimacy. Recently, I’ve been grappling with blogging technology.
Sweat – I do not like to ‘glisten.’ However, it’s a sign I’m burning calories, keeping my cardio-vascular system pumping and my muscles engaged. If I happen to be dancing, that’s an added bonus. Plus, who knew that exercise truly ramps up your libido? Yeah, sweat literally stinks, but I shower.
Dog Vomit & Out of Town Company – It appears just when I need that extra motivation to clean.
Water Bug/Roaches/Palmettos – Whatever you want to call them, I HATE them. In the south, they are everywhere. Fortunately, they are the perfect target for my frustrations. I truly enjoy slamming the shoe down on their squishy bodies. Plus, they help me help the local economy when I hire an exterminator. Mr. Muscle and I have an agreement anything over an inch long he would kill. Anymore, my anger at them is more than my fear of them.
4:30 a.m. – Sometimes, this is when God nudges me awake. I lay in bed and talk with him.
Magnolia Poop – We have this Magnolia tree that sheds a gazillion leaves TWICE a year. The leaves are such a nuisance that when I tell Mr. Muscle, “I’m going to go shovel the Magnolia Poop,” he knows exactly what I’m talking about. However, there is just something therapeutic about being outdoors, listening to the squirrels and crows fight, mindlessly raking and bagging leaves. Mr. Muscle wants to cut the tree down and I’m mostly on board with that. I wonder if I’ll miss it.
Tiger Slugs – Big stripey slugs live in the brick stairs of our front porch. In the summer, they leave a beautiful trail of slime. Their slow methodical gummy body is amazing. For some reason watching them slows down my inner anxiety. I don’t like when they eat my hostas.
My Grey Hair – You’ll never see it, because of my friendship with Ms. Clairol. But, my crown of glory is creeping in. I’m smiling because of this verse. “Grey hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life,” Proverbs 16:31. I’ll go righteous when I’m 60, if I’m completely white headed.
Color – I am amazed at the vibrance of God’s palette. A black & white world wouldn’t be fully satisfying. This isn’t quite so unusual, but I praise God for this tiny little detail. It reminds me, God is in the details of our everyday life. He’s even in the details of our bedroom life. Thank you for the details, God!!!
What unusual chore or thing can you think of to be grateful?
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