Sleeping With Bread

For what am I most grateful? Least grateful?


Most grateful? (oh dear LORD--again with the 'most'...LOL)

I've had a whole lot of reminders this week--some painful, some joyous--about what's truly important.
It's not the 'stuff'.
It's not the glitz.
It's not recognition.
It's not people, places or things.
It's certainly not animal, vegetable or mineral.

I have that deep abiding sense of gratitude that I 'get' the priviledge to do some things with some folks today.
I get to touch lives in ways I well and truly never believed I'd be allowed to.

I get to love people--regardless of where their feet have been, regardless of what they're doing or saying.......regardless of what they're not doing or not saying. I simply get to love them exactly as they are.
And I get to see people differently than I've ever seen them--not better than or worse than. Oddly enough--that gets different again and again and again....

Just another human making their way through their own lessons, ya know?

I like that some awesome teachers got my attention.....And they came in the most unlikely places.

What an awesome thing!

Least grateful?

*sigh*
That'd be that arrogant moment in time when I decided I simply needed to try harder and work smarter to get someone to do what I wanted them to do.
Ungrateful snot that I am--did I even think that they were dancing as fast as they could at that moment in time?
Nope.
Can I help people be accountable without 'making' them do what I want them to do? Yep......I know how to motivate versus dictate.
I dictated.

*whapping self*
What WAS I thinking?!!