Seasons greetings and all the best in 2014 to anyone who happens across this blog.
I’ve never really understood the saying of grace. What did God have to do with it?
I guess if you truly believe then God has a hand in everything. The food on your table, the three year old murdered by his parents, the songbirds, the mother dying of cancer at 54. So we give thanks for the food and trust that the early death is part of God’s plan. But we don’t thank him for it. So why do we thank him for the food?
Some days nothing goes right. I’m sure you’ve noticed. Yesterday curling was like that. Our team won but it was no thanks to me, I barely made a shot.
It made me think about teamwork. It’s nice being part of a team and picking each other up. Life isn’t always like that. Maybe that’s what draws people to sports.
I’ve been seeing a therapist lately to try to resolve some longterm issues. It’s a weird feeling having someone pay attention only to you and to be able to say anything you want without fear. No matter how much others care for me and are willing to listen there have always been things I couldn’t say.
My therapist introduced me to The Feeling Good Handbook by David Burns. I’ve always been sceptical about self-help books but she was so enthusiastic about this one that I bought it. It has helped me tremendously. I’ve been able to let go of lingering anger and doubts about many things. I am truly a happier person.
Now I have to keep working to make it last.