Ok, it's probably become pretty obvious I want out of California. People are starting to notice. I'm not discontent really. I just want to move. I shan't like to be considered ungrateful for what I have here. I truly do love so much what I have here, but I feel it is the wrong place for me. I see more that I am learning to be thankful for what I have. Gratitude, I believe, is crucial. . .at least for one who wishes to live a happy life. Can one be happy if they do not receive with thankfulness? I think not. But rather, one who can thank, even without the receipt of a blessing is the one who is happy. And so I wish to be. I admit, daily, I have want of some paltry things. But really, I think I am happy with what I have. I wish to earn more (Oh goodness, I hate debt), but maybe there are more sacrifices I could make, to give up certain expenditures that are not so necessary as I perceive them to be by my impulses in order to extrapolate myself from the pit of debt. I just want out of this place. And. . .I was thinking about work today. One reason I would love to nanny for an infant is that it gives me a chance to help develop their lifestyle as they mature. I would love to look at a child grow in the grace and knowledge of their Saviour and be able to have had a part in training that child. I want to have practise being a mommy; it's what I like, and I love to help people. It's not me, it's Jesus. Seriously. . .
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