I woke up this morning repeating over and over, "I won't be crabby. I won't be crabby." My sweet husband asked me what I was doing. I told him I really don't enjoy this time of day, it's chaos, etc. He said, "That's like a football player telling himself, I won't fumble, I won't fumble. Guess what? He fumbles. You have to choose joy."
The older he gets, the more he is like my dad. I can hear my dad saying that. So, what does that look like? Well, the baby step that I took this morning was lifting my eyebrows and smiling. My husband walked into the kitchen to tell me goodbye, took one look at me and said, "What is going on?".
To his surprise, I replied, "I'm smiling. I figured if I smiled, maybe joy would follow." Dad always said to do the actions of obedience first and the emotions will follow.
The January blahs are looming, but I know Jesus wants joy for all of us. So if you see me with a big old smile on my face, you'll know what I'm up to. Don't mess with me...underneath that might be a crabby football player trying not to fumble.
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The smile is the other half of my analogy. Which is the football player should be sayiing, "Hold on to the ball, hold on to the ball." It's the positive way of looking at it and not from the negative. Your father taught me that the negative is easy but staying positive is the hard work. Thank you for the beautiful smile, you are a great wife and mom.
Your loving Husband.
January blahs are cured by game parties. I'm just sayin'.
1. Choose Joy!
2. Raise eybrows!
3. Smile!
4. See you tonight!
That's right Sherry, hang on to the ball. We're all in the game together, trying not to fumble! :)
I love the thought Sheri! Randy - I gotta say you DA MAN, man. What would you say if the football player said "don't come to me! Don't Come to me! Don't come to me!"?
Smile, or no, it's enough for us to just see you. Keep on making that happen.
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