Something has been bugging me lately. Daddy long-legs. Not the creatures. But my perspective on these little beasties.
While seven or so danced atop our family tent this month, I felt sickly curious. Would one eat the other during a “tango”? Or would they play nice? As quiet as a, well, daddy long-leg, I leaned toward my camera to share this dance with you then remembered I had left the memory card at home. The very last thing I wanted to do: Wake my daughter. She detests spiders.
Her enemies are my friends. . .at a distance.
Life’s troubles are like daddy long-legs. You want to keep them at arm’s length. But what happens when one lands in your lap?
I’m trying to befriend them. Kind of. Rather than find a place to hide, I want to redefine them as life’s learning opportunities. This is hard. On my (partial) list:
* Paying school costs. In the past, this had been a no brainer: write a check. Now? In this economy? Errrr.
* Helping someone dear to me take responsibility for her life.
* Realizing that I’ve pushed God off this throne and worshipped my time, which means I served my ultimate god: me.
So how am I handling my learning opportunities? As I said, it comes down to perspective. Are these spiders — ahem, opportunities — my friends or enemies?
Excuse me. I need to find a old shoe to whack a daddy long-leg. Where is the blasted shoe?
I know, I use my husband’s. Wait, wait. . .got it!
I’m back.
What are your “spiders”? Shall we squish them together? Or groove to the music?
You Are Loved, Lucy
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