Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
I have taken a long and winding trail away from the Cut the Crapola lessons learned. Way back in February I shared what I learned from my six month journey of doing without.
I'm going to finish it now. Refresh your memory by clicking here .
Money is a tool. But, it's a tool that God provides to be used as He wants it used in my life. A new sweater may be a bargain at $7.99 but a prayer-filled conversation over latte's may be a better transaction in God's economy.
I have decided that I need to carry the weight of that with me as I make decisions on where and how I will spend money. I have entirely too many things and things are rust, thief and moth bait.