April 12, 2013 by Isaac Hovet
At this time of the year, this is required every 10 days or so. I can’t say it is the first thing I want to be doing, but whenever I get out and do it, I love it. The smell of gasoline, the feel of a power tool at my command, the feeling of accomplishing something tangible are all appealing to me.
I know how to mow. I know how to trim. And that is where my house-owner-stewardship abilities stop. There is so much I don’t know how to do.
Here’s the repentance:
I have been complaining about my house.
And, I am sorry for that. I have cloaked it in humor, but let’s be honest: I have been griping.
We have a list of projects that we need to do and we don’t have time and we don’t have money and I don’t know how.
These things may be true, but I am choosing today to stop my moaning about it.
When my response to unwanted situations in life devolves to complaining, I really narrow my ability to be open for solutions.
A griper is a victim. I am not a victim.
Today, I am choosing to see how good life is for me. I am repenting of my small, lazy and poor problem solving. I am anticipating solutions.
Thank you God for all that I have to steward. Help me to do it well.
And, someone tell me/show me/help me build a fence.