Wednesday, January 16, 2013

“If I were any better, I’d be twins."

i was thinking about the below for mentioned story this morning... my camp director reads it EVERY SUMMER and there is a good possibility it is tied for first with another for my FAVORITE reading she reads over the summer. it's about how we choose our attitudes, and how we react to certain things and situations we are put in.

i'm in the thick of a cold that has overthrown my whole body. like really it went through my house, and ALL of the kids i babysit, and NOW it decides it wants to strike?! i thought i was in the clear... i was SO close!! i'm generally very whiny, and complainy when i get sick... it just comes with the territory... come to think of it, if i really stop to think about it, i kinda DO feel like a semi truck ran me over... but this time?! even though i feel pretty awful, theres something different... i have a joy, a happiness about me, and a surprising amount of energy to get things done... 2013 has seemed to bring me that... not even this silly cold can seem to shake it!! the fact that i have yet to spend all day in bed, & i've continued on getting things done can only be attributed to God's amazing Grace. HE is alive, and active, and doing big things in my life... (2013 is MY year y'all, have i mentioned that here?!)... i can't put into words WHAT HE is doing, but it's something... HE is stirring up something... good things come to those who wait...
so thats what i'm doing... waiting and praying to be ready... to not only hear His call when the time is right, but also for the courage to carry it out in humble obedience. 

Lord make me like Mary! who in spite of everything simply said, "YES."

Right now, in this moment (or in these moments where idk exactly what i should be doing) i am choosing to be patient, to choose joy, and simply TRUST!!

Until next time:

Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!”
He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, “I don’t get it! You can’t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?” Jerry replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.’ I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.”
“Yeah, right, it’s not that easy,” I protested.
“Yes it is,” Jerry said. “Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It’s your choice how you live life.”
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, “If I were any better, I’d be twins. Wanna see my scars?”
I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door,” Jerry replied. “Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live.”
“Weren’t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?” I asked. Jerry continued, “The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, ‘He’s a dead man.’ I knew I needed to take action.”
“What did you do?” I asked.
“Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said Jerry. “She asked if I was allergic to anything. ‘Yes,’ I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply… I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Bullets!’ Over their laughter, I told them, ‘I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything.
By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz

God Bless,
Purposefully Chosen

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