This struck my heart this morning. I get disappointed. Some people think that because you have a positive outlook you never get frustrated or angry or upset. That is far from the truth. The truth is what you do with it that matters. This is artful living. One source defines art as "process or product of deliberately arranging elements in a way to affect the senses or emotions." How you move from the situation is pure art, placing life on a canvas. No one wants to be miserable...not truly. None-the-less the disappointment is often the most difficult to deal with, and most often, I am the disappointer.
I am disappointed when I forget an important birthday or anniversary.
I am disappointed when I fall asleep on the couch instead of exercising like planned.
I am disappointed when the meal I prepare doesn’t turn out to be a five start culinary masterpiece.
I am disappointed when I am not organized and I can’t find a bill or other receipt.
I am disappointed when I have a few free minutes and I don’t use them effectively or productively.
I am disappointed that there are fur balls on my tile floors and and my baby's knees are doing the dusting.
I am disappointed when I let the laundry get so backed up we will have to eat on TV trays for the next two years.
SO do you ever feel this kind of disapointement…either in your self of in others?
Here is an amazing verse I found today from a P31 devotional.
“You, my brothers and sisters, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the sinful nature; rather, serve one another humbly in love."
Galatians 5:13 (NIV)
Galatians 5:13 (NIV)
Then I read this: "When I am free from expectation, I am free to enjoy whatever comes."
Wow.
I was struck by a thought that hit like a freight train on jet fuel. I was reminded by my Dad’s gentle reminder and my Mom’s reference to this reminder.
Lower your expectations.
Hey Krisina,
ReplyDeleteI love your blog!! Keep up the great work!
Love,
Kristin
I'm so glad to hear it! Thanks for checking it out!
ReplyDeleteI find that God tests me all the time and part of why he loves me in the first place is that he loves me imperfections and all. That is the beauty of artful living.
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