Getting passed me

I like fall, football Saturdays and the changing leaves. I like mornings, sunrises and birds singing. I like sunsets, starry nights and the sound of crickets.

I enjoy napping on the porch swing under a beautifully hand-stitched blanket. I enjoy the sound of my boys laughing together. I enjoy a comfy pair of jeans, a t-shirt and some flip-flops.

I'd rather listen to music with the windows open while cleaning than watch television any day! I'd rather be in a place where the pace is slow and the only traffic sounds heard are the rare car passing by or the train whistle in the distance.

I want my boys to see Christ in me. I want to live life focused on the eternal rather than the temporal. I want my legacy to be more than valueless things and more of investing in the value of others.

I'm learning that getting passed me, the things I fear, dislike and dread, is more than an emotional moment. It's a personal commitment to the one who made me and the only one who can change me. I'm learning that Christ in me is the only way passed me.