Oh, I have got to go for a walk. Well, perhaps just a shuffle will be all I can manage after the amazingly mammoth meal I just consumed. Our church just celebrated our 10 year anniversary at our annual 'Joyfest' which is basically a Thanksgiving type deal. It's always a fun time with great food and fun entertainment but man, oh, man, oh man have I ever eaten toooo much!
But, what's new, right? Ever since the wedding, when I no longer had to be the MOG (Mother of the Groom) I have been grazing along like a bovine. I'm busy enough during the day that I don't eat much but at the end of the day, when the kids are in bed and I can finally sit down, I eat. I like to justify this little practice by telling myself that I'm doing something I like to do...something for ME finally in the day. Yes, isnt' that so nice? I'm rewarding all my hard work during the day with a hiney that needs it's own zip code. What kind of twisted thinking is that???
Heck, just add it to the unending list of my twisted thinking. I spent the last week being a smidge vile. I was feeling vastly unappreciated for the myriad of things I do on a daily basis. I had been sick for a couple of weeks and despite the fact that I took care of everyone else while they were sick and made sure that they had Gatorade and soup and fluffed up pillows, nobody did any of that for me. I still had to drag myself out of bed to take everyone where they needed to be and to make meals (that nobody appreciates!). (Can you hear the violins playing???) So, I mentally crossed my arms and stomped my feet and added up all the times I've done some thankless task that everyone expects and nobody notices and pouted for a week. A WHOLE WEEK! Do you really think I'd let one of my kids POUT for a week? Short answer: no. But in my infintite twisted thinking, I justified my hurt feelings and nursed my pitiful attitude for a whole week. Since even I can't stand myself acting like that for too long, I had to just get it off my chest and then let it go!
Cut to this morning's sermon that was entitled "It Was Time for an Attitude Adjustment". I turned to my friend Liz with a look of incredulity and said, "Seriously!" She snickered and suggest that perhaps I shouldn't have created a Facebook page for our pastor. Now he can tailor the sermons to my bad behavior!
As it turned out, I did need an attitude adjustment. I needed to be reminded that, as a Christian, I am an example of Christ to others. I'm pretty sure nobody was thinking, "Wow! I sure would like to be more like Jill Tate!" this past week. I didn't even want to!
So, I'm adjusting my attitude. And I'm going for a walk. And tomorrow I am going to make it a point to tell others in my life that I appreciate them for all that they do for me.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
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2 comments:
Wow! Your third paragraph put into words what I have been feeling for weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks! By the way, I appreciate you!! I appreciate your humor, your way of putting emotions into words that I don't know how to begin to verbalize, and I appreciate the fact that you aren't perfect. =)
Well, thank you...whomever you are! :) Your kind words made me feel great and I'm so glad that FINALLY my imperfection is appreciated!
You aren't alone...keep up the good fight, even when it's hard! :)
Jill
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