Working on tomorrow... the days ahead, and not so much the literal day ahead. Today I found myself reaching for the proper tool. This is a tool that is used only so often yet when I reach for it, I find myself ever grateful of the fact that I have this tool. I’m funny about my kitchen and frankly I always have been. You see, there was a day when the kitchen and may I say, let alone the house, was not so grand in importance to me. Many days at first were not where they have ended up to be. I vowed in my head and heart that the next chapter be one made under the umbrella of minimal and yet. Here in lay the argument or defense of having the tools needed to preform well within the design of what is expected. We all know the effort of a good tool and its value. My kitchen is where I appreciate them the most. As we begin to downsize and step ever closer to less is more, I find myself looking left and right to assess my wants and needs. And it has been our thinking for some time that the question should always be is it a need or a want? Is it for my own glory and personal gain or for the greater good? Does it bring joy or is it just for the moment? And so again I ask myself, is it a need or a want. Which then leads me to my new vision of a life lived. While I fill my totes with only that which I find to be joyful, I remind myself that it is to become a matter of necessity and not what appears to be needed and needs which are meant to suffice. Joy is found in less a matter of necessity and more in a matter of this moment fulfilled.
Wonder.... if... the day has come... or when it does... will I be one of those that is taken... or will I be left behind with the knowledge that... i knew and yet... it is easy to look into the eye of this day and wonder... i see so clearly the light that is lining the path... the way that only leads to where all I've ever dreamed would be... would actually be... i have spent my day with a firm belief that the one who will come is the one who knew where I would be on that moment of return and choose to let me be one of those who is here to be the guide and light to a wounded and sick hearted world... is this the place I will be left to endure... is this the path that has been designed for my feet to trod... will my place be reserved for something better... for work yet to be done... will I hold a truth... to share with those who... while I knew the way I yet chose to live a life of faith blinded by life...
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