Yesterday I mowed the grass. I don’t like mowing the grass. I’m not really sure why. Didn’t use to bother me. I came home and my chest hurt and I just wanted to rest and when I pulled up to the house I was reminded I needed to mow.
I decided to try something. I decided to try and have fun with it.
I plugged in the music and got after it. For some reason I had so much fun. And the time flew. The more I read about joy the more I am learning about the choices I have to be grateful. (more on that later)
Today I went to work. Chest hurt so bad I ended up shaking in a meeting. Frustration and fear, not joy.
Just one day to the next.
What a difference a day makes…I guess that’s why God tells us we only have today…but it really was the best mowing job ever…
Brint's Blog 