It is a crazy world out there.
Therefore, today I will do cartwheels.
That's right, you heard me.
I'm going to flip through the day like a kid.
No worries.
No stress.
No conflict.
Lately, I've been introduced to trouble here, and torment there.
Criticism, and tears, and people wringing their hands, tearing out their hair because of
stuff.
No need to go into detail.
It's everywhere.
Misunderstanding.
Slammed doors, and broken windows.
Wow.
The sad thing, it seems to be worse everyday.
There are lots of forces at work, this I know.
Visible, invisible...through words, actions.
Oh, sigh.
Ultimately, we are all broken people, somehow.
That's right.
There is not a single person who is so all together that he/she is perfection personified.
Sorry, if I burst your bubble.
Everybody has problems of some sort.
Everybody has some short-coming, and is dealing with something.
We are all trying to make it in this life.
Some are hurting worse than others.
So, after much ado,
I'm going to take a break from the dysfunction of the mouth,
from the noise that I can do nothing about.
What can I do?
Not a thing, about others.
But, I can back away.
I can take my troubles to the cross, and hide in the secret place where my Savior is.
He is the burden bearer.
He is the joy giver.
He is the One who makes it all worthwhile.
Sure, things in life can be difficult.
But, hey.
Today is a nice, cool, cloudy day.
The weather is calm - for right now.
The birds are singing.
I have a glass of water, an apple and peanut butter.
My roses are blooming, and happy old melodies play through my mind.
I have a honey of a husband out working cattle, and swathing hay.
I have five children, all accounted for, the treasures of my life - I love them, and they love me.
This ol' world can be like a merry-go-round.
We can get dizzy and sick from all of its monkeying-merry-go-around 'stuff.'
We can also get off for a while.
I'm getting off for now.
Sit on a bench.
Sip some tea.
Enjoy a momentary lapse of memory about the troubles around.
I think I'll go play Frisbee with Griz.
The grass is wet, but I'm going to do cartwheels.
And,
I think I'll listen to some old happy music, too - like one of my favorite, the Monkees, 'Daydream Believer.'
P.S. Davy Jones can always make a girl smile. :)
