This has been a very busy week and next week is shaping up to be just as busy. I was grousing a little about how to get it all done and even complaining a bit when it hit me. I'm an idiot for feeling anything but gratitude. I'm in great health, sure I have a few aches and pain, but nothing serious. Instead of being a sour puss and focusing on what an imposition it is to get everything done I should be rejoicing as I scurry from activity to activity that I'm able to scurry at all. There are so many who would love to be out doing and can't.
To you group of special people who find your life isn't busy but would love for it to be. Those of you who wish you could bake cookies and cakes again, and sing in a choir or play music in a group. To those who would like to have 3 parties scheduled to attend on the same day and to those who would like to have a visit from friends. I say I'm sorry I ever complained, and I wish for you happiness and promise I will change my attitude and be grateful that I am going, going, going, busy, busy, busy.
And during it all I will be happy and I will remember the reason I am busy it to rejoice in the birth of a baby king whose life was lived so I might be freed from the burden of sin.