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Procrastinating Change

I’ve never been much of a procrastinator.  I am uncomfortably aggravated with folks who routinely are causing others a lot of standing around and waiting, waiting, waiting.  It’s rather rude, in my opinion. 

With that said, I’ve been one this early part of 2017.  I’ve put off, and repeated putting off, the job of taking down my Christmas decorations and stowing away….partly because of busy-ness, but mostly because, frankly, I’d become attached to those pretty little things!  And a bit of non-motivation creeped in, too. 

Now that most of my decorations are in boxes, bags, closets, wherever, I’m not missing those snowmen, favorite ornaments, the wise men or their friends so much.  I do dread finding a place for those “normal” dust-catchers to be displayed for the next 10 months or so.  Why am I always dreading something?  Well, mostly because change is like a death to me, in a way. 

This revelation came to me a few minutes ago.  Change will be.  Dread will come.  Procrastination can become a bigger part of my everyday patterns, but in the end, this time next year I won’t remember.  I seriously doubt I will remember these feelings around dealing with Christmas decorations.  I can, if I choose, take the time to remember that things of no eternal value are only in control of my life if I allow them to have that power.   Better yet, if I can remember He is in control, it’s OK!!!!  He’ll help me forget these dreads and get me on down the road changes and all, and I’ll survive just fine-----living in my TODAY led my Him.

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