Saturday, February 5, 2011

Is the grass greener over there?

I have been sequestered into the corner at one end of my kitchen table, my back to the wall and my house before me in need of a good cleaning. My mom and niece, Alyssa, have been out visiting for the past ten days and my mom has definitely helped keep me up with dishes and laundry and for that I am very thankful. It is now the paper clutter, the toys and the what-nots that have been allowed to remain in place where they have been for several weeks now. How I wish Mary Poppins would come visit me, snap her fingers and sing her tune and everything would return to or create a place for themselves and my house would be clean for a change. A girl can dream can’t she!

How I wish for the decent spring days to come and settle on this frozen North Coast. (I am still following the same thought, just stay with me.) I am envious of those who speak of sunshine, warmth, and enjoying the outdoor activities that I can only dream of at this time; just like I am envious of those who possess the secret of keeping their houses spotless or at least decent enough for company. It would appear that the grass is greener on the other side of my fence, however, I have come to the conclusion that the grass over there isn’t any greener than mine I have just refused to look at my own grass and see it’s greenness over here.

Would I love to switch my pasture to one that isn’t known for its snow and freezing winter temperatures, absolutely! I would also love to switch occupational pastures now that I have graduated from college. However, I am working to be content where God has placed me (us) so that I do not miss out on any opportunity to ‘grow’. I would like to stop looking at ‘obstacles’ as mountains and more as opportunities for God to show me (us) His ability to work miracles.