My mom ’s garage is packed almost to the ceiling with all my belongings. I thought when we were loading them in that there was some sort of organizational plan.
There might have been, but I’ve messed it up with all my digging and moving and climbing around the mounds of stuff!
And I can’t find anything!
The most frustrating thing has been all my tax documents. I was so sure I had labeled it and placed it carefully on the outside of the piles. Apparently I did not…drat!
Now I’m looking for my spring/summer clothes…that one might require emptying the whole place, because I don’t want to buy another thing that might end up in a box.
But one thing I think I might have inadvertently packed away is my sense of humor. THAT I might need to find sooner.
I used to be a funny person…light-hearted and occasionally witty…now I’m just a bit sarcastic. That’s no fun.
I’ve gotten so bogged down by heavy life things that I haven’t had time to just laugh about things. I occasionally chuckle, but it’s more so I don’t cry than that I truly am laughing hard.
My kids used to tease me about how loud I laughed…that hasn’t happened in a while. Now they comment on how lame and fake my laugh sounds. Lame? Fake? Argh. I need to laugh!
A happy heart makes the face cheerful, but heartache crushes the spirit. Proverbs 15:13
I don’t want to be crushed anymore…heartache schmartache. My heartache might have crushed my spirit a bit…well, a lot…but I am not crushed. In fact, God says I’m not crushed.
Be we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard-pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. 2 Corinthians 4:7-9
So a happy heart and a cheerful face is my goal.
I think this is one way I might actually be able to model the Proverbs 31 woman.
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25
I don’t often laugh at the days ahead. I very often think I’m more dreading…fearing…scared out of my wits than anything resembling laughter.
But I love to laugh! Why not choose that instead of dread? Why not find the joy in things? Why not grab hold of hope? Why not expect great things? Seriously, why not?
Laughter gives us the opportunity to change our outlook. The opportunity to release some stress, defuse the tension, and smile instead of sigh.
Maybe when I look at all those boxes, I can think of something to smile about…well, maybe, but I can’t think of what it would be.
How about my kids…there is ample fodder for fun with them. I’ve been so busy I’ve missed out on it.
How about a night out with a friend or two…a funny movie…a good book (I can at least get a smile from a good book)…how about laughing about things instead of fussing about them. Maybe a tickling fight instead of another kind of fight.
I could get a good laugh from most things if I flipped my perspective a bit. If instead of looking at our housing situation as just a nightmare, I could have fun with the closeness of my kids.
I used to joke that the 800 square foot house we lived in for a few years was my children’s favorite house. They could never be more than 3 feet from me at any given time. They LOVED that! Most of the time I did too. 🙂
When I couldn’t eat after I found out about my husband’s adultery, I had waaay too many adultery diet jokes. I think I might have joked about that one too much.
When my car made noises that no car should ever make, my kids and I would laugh and make jokes I shouldn’t share in this blog. Let’s just say my sense of humor is perfect for someone who works with 11 year olds!
Sitting in the ICU with my mom could be incredibly depressing, but we have had fun joking about my mom mooning all the nurses, as well as some other jokes, which again, I best keep to myself.
Hey! I might not need to find the sense of humor box!
I just need to start looking for the joy…even the funny…in my circumstances.
I have to be honest and say I don’t imagine it will always be the easiest thing. There are times when I feel like humor is the farthest thing from my mind. The farthest!
I believe a concentrated effort to smile and laugh more will make a big difference.
One more thing I’m going to try! Add it to the list…
- Expect great things
- Smile more!
(And, maybe #3 should be to organize the garage!!)
5 thoughts on “It’s In A Box…Somewhere”
The “Adultery Diet”. Yeah….I remember those jokes.
Yeah I was on that diet plan too. Almost 25 pounds in 2 months.😁
Praising God that he kept me safe of almost happening car accidents.. Stress 😔not so great!!!
I tell you nearly ever time you write that you are writing what is in my own head. A few weeks ago it was about ‘what if’ and for todays blog I promise you over the weekend I was contemplating when that last time I really sat back, relaxed into and enjoyed my day only to see your blog today. I have known for some time that the stories in my head need to be written out and today I started to write and remind myself that what I wistfully wish for is right there, God is carrying my heavy burdens (Matthew 11:28) I am not alone (Psalm 62). Thank you thank you for sharing your self so openly. I promise you that by your sharing you have helped me to find my way too God so often when I would have rather sat in my tub of self pity.
Good to read your posts today again. You’ve been such a tremendous blessing and encouragement to me.
You never know how important those children are until you’re left with God and them alone. May the Lord keep and bless our children and give us the grace to lay them at the feet of Jesus.
Beautiful post. I know I’ve been there too. Thank you for sharing!