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The sign of intelligent people is their ability to control emotions by the application of reason. -- Marya Mannes (1904-1990) American Journalist
Leanne, the dinner diva, wrote about how she realized endulging in PMS, or at least, letting herself misbehave during PMS was stealing from herself and her family. The ability to recognize our own weaknesses and manage them carries us beyond animals and uncivilized human beings. It is our decision to behave as we choose in spite of whatever provokes us that enables us to overcome so much.
I just finished Cold River by william Judson, and I think I've been indulging, a little, in feeling sorry for myself. It's true that I'm learning a new instrument, my own body, and the lessons are fairly harsh whenever I miskey, but I've identified the basics - consistency - and recognize the necessity of never laying those habits aside. Even now a whiney little voice mutters, "I wish..." in the back of my head, but it can never be so I must let it go.
That said... I want to get as much out of this life as I can. To serve my Lord with as good an instrument as I can pull together. So. I've gotta get past the bare minimum basics I've been mucking through. I am tired. Terribly so. But like I said yesterday, it's not sick tired. I should go for a walk. Neither of my sets of shoes are up to it anymore, though. I think I'll try my exercise tape with the ball. brb
Leanne, the dinner diva, wrote about how she realized endulging in PMS, or at least, letting herself misbehave during PMS was stealing from herself and her family. The ability to recognize our own weaknesses and manage them carries us beyond animals and uncivilized human beings. It is our decision to behave as we choose in spite of whatever provokes us that enables us to overcome so much.
I just finished Cold River by william Judson, and I think I've been indulging, a little, in feeling sorry for myself. It's true that I'm learning a new instrument, my own body, and the lessons are fairly harsh whenever I miskey, but I've identified the basics - consistency - and recognize the necessity of never laying those habits aside. Even now a whiney little voice mutters, "I wish..." in the back of my head, but it can never be so I must let it go.
That said... I want to get as much out of this life as I can. To serve my Lord with as good an instrument as I can pull together. So. I've gotta get past the bare minimum basics I've been mucking through. I am tired. Terribly so. But like I said yesterday, it's not sick tired. I should go for a walk. Neither of my sets of shoes are up to it anymore, though. I think I'll try my exercise tape with the ball. brb