Balance

I attended a meeting this week where the topic was Balancing Stress in Your Life. One of the handouts given listed several suggestions for accomplishing balance in your life. One suggestion was "Don't fret about things you can not control". I leaned over to my friend sitting next to me and pointed out that suggestion letting her know that this was something that I needed to work on. She told me that it is liberating when you do. She said that she has recently been able to do this and it has made a difference in her life. Of course I had to ask how she did it.

I must admit, her response surprised me. She said that I needed to get in touch with my spirituality. She realized from reading a passage that if she continued to fret about things that were out of her control then that meant that she didn't trust that God could handle it.

Wow!!! I didn't know what to say. Here I am a 39 year old woman who was raised in a religious family and have tried to allow God to be a part of my life. I will admit, I haven't been very successful the past few years. The thought that I didn't trust that God could handle things never, ever crossed my mind. I get it though.

So with this blog I challenge myself and anyone else who is reading and would like to take the challenge. Don't fret about things that you can not control! Trust that the Lord will not give you more than you can handle. Trust that the Lord is going to help you along the way if you allow Him to do so. Trust that the Lord knows you.

Thank you to my dear friend for opening my eyes.

Happy To Be A Mom

I feel so blessed to have the opportunity to raise four beautiful little boys. Today however, my heart is bursting. It has been a typically Saturday in our home with the exception that I have had the house to my self for about 2 1/2 hours. As as organized some photos that were recently taken of the boys I can't help but feel grateful for each of them. I hope you don't mind but I have posted photos below.

Soccer Boys

If it is meant to be...

This past week I had the opportunity to apply for a new position at work. This application was at the reluctant encouragement from my Manager. I submitted this application with the attitude of "if it is meant to be, it will be". I really enjoy my current position and the Manager that I have. This was the difficult decision that I mentioned in my previous post.

As it turns out, at this time they have chosen not to fill the position that I applied for. I have to admit, I am kind of happy about that. Not that I wouldn't have appreciated the opportunity, I'm glad to be staying where I am, for now.

At A Crossroads...

I've never really thought about using the expression "at a crossroads in my life" until this week. I came face to face with a opportunity that was presented to me by someone I admire and respect. I spent the better part of five days going back and forth weighing the pros and cons trying to decide whether or not I should take advantage of this opportunity.

Today I did it. Regardless of whether it works out or not I am so grateful that I made this decision to pursue it.

Thank you to my friends and family who have encouraged me along the way. I appreciate, more than you know, your words of kindness.

I'll keep you posted...

Mrs. Proctor

"Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country."

Does this phrase sound familiar? If you took any kind of typing class in school it should. I heard this phrase in a radio commercial on my way home from work today. It immediately brought back memories of Mrs. Kathy Proctor. She was my Business teacher in High School.

I spent the majority of my three years of high school in Mrs. Proctor's class typing on electric typewriters, taking dictation in shorthand and working on some of the first computers in the school. Most students didn't care for Mrs. Proctor. She was considered "harsh" to put it politely. Mrs. Proctor was all about work. I liked her. She was my favorite teacher. I wanted to be like her. I even thought at one time in my life that I wanted to teach business to High School students. I came to my senses though and realized that I just don't have the patience for it.

I can honestly say, I think I have some of her work ethic. I love what I do for a living and I owe a lot of that to Mrs. Proctor.

So as I sat "air typing" at every stop light tonight and as I sit here typing this blog, I must say "Thank You" Mrs. Proctor.