Changes...all around me are changes. There's a huge open field next door to my building, and I have a corner unit that overlooks the field. In the spring, there are beautiful trees turning green, flowers coming into bloom...the anticipation of my joy at that view gets me through February.
Well. Somebody with an interest more in money than in aesthetics has decided that field needs to disappear, and a huge condominium needs to be erected there. Construction has begun.
My field is now surrounded by plastic sheeting, wood spikes, concrete barriers, etc., ad nauseam. In the center of the field sits at least six trucks with workers doing a zillion different construction things. There are very few trees or bushes left...all day yesterday whenever I looked out my window, I could see a tree limb disappearing into a wood-eating machine and splinters flying out the other side.
My job for the next year, or however long it takes to erect the huge condominium, is to keep a grateful attitude, to not fret about just exactly what is there to be grateful about? I want to just be grateful, and let God bless the rest.
There will be people who move into that condo when it is completed who will never have known the field in the springtime, and they will believe themselves blessed to have found such a nice place, so near the Metro, so right for them. And they will be right. And I can be grateful for them. Won't hurt me...will, in fact, help me get over myself.
Thank You.
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