Choices

I live in state of gratitude. Sometimes it's not easy, but I refuse to move. I do have hiding places. Places I go when the world tries to bully me. I find safety there, I find comfort, I find a haven of peace and above all, love.
These places are within my mind, my heart and my soul. They are places only the spirit can go. I believe that the essence of who I am is my spirit. This shell that I reside in is temporary and, too often, frail. But, thank God, it is not what defines me.
I've been asked too many times to count over the years; how do I keep from worrying? I learned many, many years ago that worrying over something did not change the outcome, only the journey. The journey is 90% of our lives and I refuse to waste it. Worry never put money in my bank account, it never made someone love me and it never made me happier.
When I feel that I am under attack, as we all feel sometimes, I find my safe harbor on my knees. I give thanks for the many, many things I'm grateful for. By giving thanks, I am not only showing God my gratitude, but reminding myself that my blessings are many. I focus on the good in my life and refuse admittance to anything or anyone that does not give credence to that line of thinking. If it doesn't edify it destroys.

I pray you find your safe harbor.