This weekend was kind of rough…I’m not going to get into that though. Overall, it was good just a little bit of it was rough. Last night, The Simpson’s were on when I was getting ready to go to yoga. I had never seen this particular episode and found it just as entertaining as the others…then the end came. Ok…in this episode, Marge was proclaimed a hero for saving Lisa from an erupting volcano. They were all sitting on the couch when they showed this on the news and Bart said, “Wow, mom, I want to be just like you! Except for the saving Lisa part.” To which Homer replied (while grabbing Bart around the neck to strangle him) “Pretend to care!!!” What would this world be like if we all pretended to care…even if we knew we were right about something, or didn’t feel like we were wrong, or if someone’s dog was dying-even if you didn’t care? How much of a difference would it make??? And who knows…maybe we would all start to care…
Just the other day, I was at a PartyLite show at my sister’s house. I started thinking about becoming a consultant again so that if I decided to be a stay-at-home mom, I can still have some income to contribute to the family. Well, today, I got a phone call from my sister asking me what I’m doing tonight. My cousin, who is a PartyLite consultant, has a show scheduled in Davison, and there are supposed to be 12 people coming. I can TOTALLY understand her not wanting to reschedule or cancel, and I guess all of the people she would normally dove-tail shows to are either busy doing their own shows, or on the cruise that they all won. Well, it’s been a couple of years, but I decided to go ahead and do it for her. After all, this can help me decide whether or not to do it again for sure. Here’s the fun part…I want to sponsor someone this year for the RCIA program, Cletus and I are planning a wedding, I want to go back to school, and now let’s just throw this in the mix too!!
I know there’s a plan for me, and apparently, it doesn’t involve trickling things one at a time into my lap. Just dumping them all at once! Oh well, I can handle it…because He knows I can.
“I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.”
-Henry Ward Beecher