One of the great things about blogging is that your radar is tuned into other writers. Being “snoopy” in the name of learning is sort of okay. Today I stumbled upon and I am learning and “meeting” http://www.amyinwanderland.com/ . She seems to be an amazing woman. I was really privileged to peak into her life. In the span of a couple minutes this morning, she has sparked a couple ideas for me for the summer. I am loving her thoughts on “de-crapifying” her life………and I fell head over heels in love with the idea of keeping a public written grateful list.
Yes, Mr. Right and I have been keeping private grateful journals since Lent. I think simultaneously, getting rid of “crap” in my life and posting a grateful list is going to be the perfect Ying and Yang of summer. Bring on June 1st. Yep, I am changing the calendar. So in my corner of the world, Summer (getting rid of “crap” and working on the grateful list) will begin June 1st and will end August 31st.
What grabbed my attention was a short story she tells about an author Jen Hatmaker. Now you all know I LOVE, ADORE, am GIDDY over the shoes I have chosen for son number two’s wedding. Insert picture here, it all its glory (que the angels singing music here):
Here is the story: Jen and her husband Brandon attended an Easter service in downtown Austin a couple of years ago, and at the end of the service the congregation was asked to leave their shoes and socks at the altar for the homeless people of the city. The Hatmakers were both wearing their brand new cowboy boots they gave each other for Christmas.
And they left those boots right there at the altar. Yes, two Texans actually took the boots off their feet and sacrificed them for the less fortunate. I’m from Texas, and I know what a costly sacrifice this was.
And I honestly don’t think I would’ve done the same. Sure I care about the homeless, but can’t I give them something besides my boots?? So I said as much to Jen Hatmaker last week on Twitter:
Made me think about myself. Sure I talk a good game. Yes, we give to the less fortunate. Yes, we try to clean up and polish the apple so to speak when we walk into church. Yes, our shoes are polished. No, we don’t wear the shoes we mow the lawn in. How hard would it be for me to take off those little gray pretties with the sassy bows? ….I was lucky to find them, they cost too much, they are the perfect shoe for the occasion, I love them…………………………………………..I can feel the lump in my throat, I can visualize myself leaning down and taking them off, I can “see” the shoes sitting on the red carpet in the church……………………………….I can feel the plush carpet under my feet as I walk back down the aisle to leave………………………………………..
Buckle up, the next three months could be bumpy. I am going to re-adjust my gratitude attitude. I am extremely grateful for the abundance that I have. Now, it’s time to put my words into meaningful action.