“Don’t Play Victim to Circumstances You Created” – Unknown
MAY 24, 2017 ~ 10LEWRITES
Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.
Our lives are lived through seasons. The season to learn, the season to grow, the season to be silent, the season to speak up, the season to observe, or the season to act.
Whichever season we are in, we are reaping the harvest we planted with whatever intention we used to plant our seeds. If we planted our harvest in anger, we should not be surprised to reap a hostile and resistant harvest. If we planted our harvest in joy, we may expect to reap a harvest of blissful crops.
Our seasons may provide for wonderful opportunities to build the harvest of our character. It may provide important opportunities to aid us in continuing to peel back the layers of ourselves and invite us to dive deep into the waters of introspection. However, we can only appreciate our harvest, if we are honest with ourselves in what intention we planted our seeds with the circumstances the season of our lives provided.
There may be many seasons when the harvest does not produce what is needed, but before cursing life, we need to think back to the days of planting and remember what kind of state of mind we were planting in.
Source: “Don’t Play Victim to Circumstances You Created” – Unknown
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The thunder boomed and she jumped up. She couldn’t get close enough to me. I took her in my arms and held her tight as the lightening lit up the sky.
Storms ripped through Atlanta yesterday, causing more chaos amongst the already unbearable traffic due to the I-85 bridge collapse and road closures. Add to that, the fallen trees, fires due to lightening striking houses & massive flooding.
Personally, I love storms. The sound of falling rain is one of the most beautiful and peaceful sounds I have ever heard. The harder it rains the calmer I feel. Add in the lightening & booming thunder and there is an energetic charge to the mix. It’s both exciting and nerve-racking at the same time.
But poor Bella. She doesn’t handle storms well. She’s terrified. Her eyes become as big as marbles, her heart races, she can’t lay down or sit still. There is no sleeping during the storm. Normally she sleeps, wrapped up in her soft blanket on the chaise lounge, for hours. Yesterday she was on my heels and followed me wherever I went, including the kitchen and bathrooms. Bella NEVER goes into the kitchen or bathrooms (no carpet on the floors). So I sat down, picked her up, and held her tight. I rocked her, pet her and kept telling her, “I got you”.
I feel such deep empathy for those that can’t be home with their babies during days like yesterday.
I am very blessed that my wife and I have a home based business so I work from home and am able to be with Bella during these storms.